In this boob-hatchery, we must all treat a salad bar and a garbage dump as equals. Nowhere is this more foolishly evident than in the so-called right-wing, or patriotic groups. They yip and howl about jews, and such, but nary a one could spot a jew even if he were painted purple with orange dots. If what you do requires that you know something about jews, then you'd better take some lessons. Far too often, we do too much intellectualization -- as if we completely let leave of our five plus senses. Hot-air balloon Rush Limbaugh recommends that we stop thinking about everything except inane debating topics. Get a blind eye to reality is his solution to the mounting problems of today.

If you just plain don't like spinach, then never let someone give you the vitamin and mineral routine in an effort to change your position. Far too often, a seat-of-the-pants judgement is right on target. When any unknown critter growls, and bares its fangs, we really don't need any lessons in animal identification in order to know what's best for our continued existence. A college education has done more to ruin a person's survival mechanisms than any other process. All TV propaganda is directed towards those who were "properly" prepared by the several levels of our public school indoctrination system. If you think that the jews represent a problem in this country, then it behooves you to learn how to tell one when you see one.

A jew is tri-racial and thus is driven by whatever portion of his mixed-brain is in charge at the time. Thus, we see jews into the negro "jazz" business (Gershwin, Harry Connick Jr., etc.) and the "civil rights" efforts. Jews flip from here to there because all mixed-bloods haven't the foggiest notion of which direction is up. Take for example, the jewess Ingrid Rimland. Her books are so full of contradictions, and pure rubbish, that one could easily say that her mind is going. (Jews claim that she isn't a jew. Reason: Her mother wasn't a jew. That's like saying that a mule is not a mule because its mother wasn't one. A mule's mother is a horse.) I've popped a few comments on one of her books but Andrew Mathis (a jew who does not hide the fact) is really doing a number on this Zündel crony. Andy, who sticks to jewish notions, insists that she is a not a jew even though she says that "...her father, and his... came from ancient jewish families..." in one of her books. Keeping in mind that even jews, like Karl Marx, can be vicious "anti-Semites" and therefore, being an anti-Semite does not prove that you are not jewish -- here's Andrew's latest post:

Hi Nazis!

I decided, a la Ingrid, that I'd divide my critique of "Demon Doctor" by Ingrid Rimland into three parts, as Ingrid has had her paid (?) critique of "Lebensraum" sent out in three separate Zgrams. Appropriate, no?

First a correction. It is Ingrid's elder son, the brain-damaged one, that "Demon Doctor" is dedicated to. She is estranged from her "younger" son, who apparently was born in Canada, though I've yet to fact check that. I apologize for the initial incorrect information.

All citations are from "Demon Doctor", by Ingrid Rimland. Copyright 1988, Crystal Books, Crystal Books (printed in Hong Kong).

Ingrid dives in by addressing the question of her own name. Her mother chose the name "Sylvia," Ingrid claims on p.7, but her Auntie Mika retorts, "Every Jewish dog goes by the name of Sylvia. Do you want to ruin this child? (p.7)"

I like that "Demon Doctor" opens in this manner. It shows that Ingrid didn't have to be pushed very far into anti-Semitism. It apparently ran in her family. Ingrid has always claimed to have come from a Mennonite background, alternating btw. trying to align herself with Mennonite groups in America and portraying herself as an iconoclastic Mennonite of sorts. In "Demon Doctor", she instead calls herself a "Bennobite." My Webster's 10th Collegiate Dictionary, does not contain this word, nor does any of the encyclopedias that I consulted. I assume she created it, though I can't imagine why. With two books on the subjects of Mennonites already published, it's quite clear what she was. It's a sloppy cloak at best.

Also on p.7, Ingrid once again labels World War II "Adolf Hitler's war," which she says, "threw me about the landscapes of a ravished continent and made me end up in a Polish town where I briefly went to school... (p.7 -- I will gladly supply to anyone who asks in e-mail what I excise and replace w/brackets and/or ellipsis)"

There's a dichotomy already on this first page of text btw. the anti-Semitism and pro-Hitlerism of the "Bennobites," as we shall soon see, and Ingrid's point of view less than 10 years ago that World War II was Hitler's war, that there was a Holocaust perpetrated by the German gov't. under Hitler against Europe's Jews, and that Dr. Josef Mengele was a party to these atrocities.

On p.12 the dichotomy is furthered as Ingrid tells of playing ball in Paraguay as a girl -- particularly a game called Voelkerball (people's ball?) in German, which she says she learned in Germany as a DP and which she says was favored by the Hitler Youth during the Reich.

p. 17: Again, World War II is attributed to Hitler: "We had come out of decades of brutality -- first Communist oppression, then Hitler's "bloody" war (p. 17 -- emphasis added by A.M.)" It's quite unclear what Ingrid's view on the Third Reich is at this point, either in the book or her life.

While the setting is still Paraguay, Ingrid recounts how her mother became nurse to Dr. Hans-Joachim Fertsch and how Fertsch botched an appendectomy on a fellow "Bennobite" (Ingrid says Fertsch performed them on roughly half the population -- obviously unnecessary surgery) and suggested a mercy killing to end the man's misery. The man ended up living (p. 20).

I can't help but think of the euthanasia policy that was the tip of the iceberg that was to become the Holocaust of over 11 million Europeans. It's particularly important to note here, though, because Ingrid's own son, as we have already established, was such an invalid and under the Reich would certainly have been euthanized. Of course, it is Ingrid's present claim that this child eventually learned to read, graduated from high school, etc., and frankly I believe her. But isn't a bit hypocritical to turn a blind eye to the euthanasia policy of Hitler's Reich -- embodied perfectly in Fertsch/Mengele -- when it comes to one's own child. Floyd Cochran left Aryan Nations over this issue. So much for Ingrid.

On p. 21, Ingrid's mother says of Fertsch, "His conscience's eating him alive" and Ingrid, as narrator, notes, "That day I knew they spoke of Evil." Curious...

At the end of Chapter 1, p. 24, Ingrid reiterates her belief that Fertsch was Dr. Josef Mengele.

Chapter 2 is a major flash-forward. It is 1984 (irony) and Ingrid is in California, writing to a friend, "What a strong story I would have if I could claim that it was Mengele who butchered up my baby...(ellipsis from text, p.25)"

"Unfortunately," she continues, "I could not make that claim. Somebody else had done a number on my son in the jungle." She names a Dr. Hannes Riverreich, and it is already implicated by this point that he, like Fertsch/Mengele, is a man "with a known Auschwitz connection." But if no Holocaust, Ingrid, then why is Auschwitz such a sticking point?

Still on p.25, as a funny side note, Ingrid notes "The Furies and the Flame" as being her "third" book, not her second, as her home page (http://www.webcom.com/~ina/) would have one believe. The missing book? "Psyching Out Sex", soon to be reviewed by yours truly.

Back to "Demon Doctor": Throughout Chapter 2, Ingrid debates the wisdom of identifying Fertsch as Mengele for the purpose of raising money to help her disabled child. Eventually, she contacts by man a man she calls "Simon Rosenblatt," whom I believe, though I cannot prove (yet) is in fact none other than Simon Wiesenthal. Hypocrisy as a theme arises once again. Wiesenthal has been a popular target for Ingrid, not only because of his anti-free speech point of view regarding hate on the Internet, but for his relentless pursuit of war criminals whom Ingrid believes should be left alone. So isn't it funny that she went out of her way to contact Public Enemy #1, so to speak?

Ingrid is soon contacted by a rabbi from the "Los Angeles Rosenblatt Center" who collects more information and tells her that she will contacted. In the meantime, Ingrid enlists the help of her friend Peter. I quote here from p. 37:

     "Peter's father, at first favoring but soon opposing Hitler, had been forced to flee soon afterwards and was later killed in aerial combat flying for the Royal Air Force. He left his wife and only son ... stranded in the flames of Germany.

     "Peter was drafted into the Luftwaffe. He flew test and combat missions for a while as one of Germany's most celebrated, prized and feted pilot boys -- translated "guinea pigs" [emphasis mine]"

Peter's father, note, is depicted as noble and Peter equally so, one for having opposed Hitler and one for being a "guinea pig," in Ingrid's own words, of Hitler's Germany. The image of medical "research" comes to mind again. What medical research, Ingrid? What did Mengele do if Auschwitz was nothing but a labor camp?

She continues: "[Peter] was thrown into a Nazi prison in the last bitter days of the war. There, he was tortured, beaten and starved. He was sentenced to death by hanging by the same Court, the Volksgerichtshof, that sentenced the Stauffenberg crowd [AM: I believe this is the group that conspired to kill Hitler by bomb and that included Erwin Rommel; I haven't been able to check this yet]. He was freed in a bombing raid on Berlin on March 10, 1945, six weeks before the war was over..."

So not only was Peter the victim of Nazi war crimes that she now claims did not take place, but furthermore, he was liberated by one of the bombing raids that she now decries as being inhumane against her people. Irony abounds.

As Ingrid closes her second chapter, she reflects, "Peter knew about the war. He knew first-hand about the Holocaust. He knew what it meant to languish in prison. He knew what it meant to be sentenced to death (p. 39)."

Here in Peter we obviously have a Holocaust survivor, no? And yet Ingrid would today claim that such people are liars and that there was no Holocaust to survive. Peter, she makes quite clear, was a political prisoner -- he apparently shot at a picture of Hitler and was caught. So were a large number of the more than 11 million who perished in the war.

In Chapter 3, Ingrid addresses an ugly aspect of the "Bennobite" community:

     "It was no secret to any of us ... from the other side of the ocean [ellipsis Ingrid's]' that Russian-German sentiment in Volendam [AM: This is the community in Paraguay where Ingrid lived] -- naive politically but strong in gratitude to the Third Reich -- was an embarrassment to those who paid for our sustenance [AM: i.e., the "Bennobite" communities of North America, who Ingrid claims paid passage for her community to go to Paraguay and, as we will see, arranged for the "medical care" there] (p. 41)."

Note here again the dichotomy in embracing the Third Reich here but in other places stating plainly that the Holocaust was an historical fact that she seems to decry. It is all the more plain on this same page 41, because here Ingrid says of the veterans in Volendam that they fought, once again, in "Hitler's war." In fact, throughout this early chapter, Ingrid in no shrinking terms, details the anti-Semitic, pro-Hitler views of her community while simultaneously defending yet seemingly apologizing for them. She seems quite conflicted, honestly, but the most important point is that she seems, at this point at least, to accept that Hitler perpetrated great evil in Europe and that there was a Holocaust.

Back to Mengele/Fertsch: in another letter to "Simon Rosenblatt," Ingrid writes about the mysterious doctor: "I remember even then that people speculated on the fact of 'medical experiments' in the concentration camps. I grew up with these stories... (p. 45). And later in the same letter, referring to a conversation btw. Fertsch and Ingrid's mother, Ingrid writes: "I am quite sure that day he told her something about his involvement in the concentration camps, although I have no way of knowing how much."

I'd ask the Ingrid Rimland of today, "Could you elaborate on these experiments in these camps? These experiments that are conveniently denied today?"

The plot thickens. Rosenblatt informs Ingrid that his sources indicate that Fertsch is dead. Feeling strongly that he is wrong, Ingrid goes to his office in Los Angeles. She cites on p. 51 feelings of nervousness in meeting the famous Nazi hunter because of the anti-Semitism of her former community -- again the conflicting feelings of righteous indignation to hold these beliefs and a desire to distance herself from them.

An indicative passage:

     "Mengele per se did not count.

     "What counted was the fact that this man was a cancer to the memory of war that many still held dear. My going to the Jews and saying: '...I'll help you find the monster...' [ellipsis Rimland's] would be judged against our history.

     "And if it didn't work. I would come out a loser.

     "Once I said 'Yes' to Rosenblatt, and I was wrong in my vague hunch, I would be a pariah (p. 53)."

When Ingrid finally sits down with "Rosenblatt," we have one of the most puzzling scenes of "Demon Doctor" yet (considering Ingrid's present pro-Nazi views). "Rosenblatt" shows Ingrid scars on his wrists from a suicide attempt he made while in the camps. She comments: "I looked at his wrists and became very still in my soul. It was not a moment that was very dramatic, but somehow, quite simply, it fused the man's mission to me. I don't know how else to explain it. There was something clear about this moment, something already said and set. It was just a matter of joining (p. 55)."

Remarkable words from a Holocaust denier, no? Furthermore, on the same page, Ingrid notes that "Rosenblatt's" mother was gassed. Where, Ingrid? In what gas chambers if, as you claim, they did not exist?

The chapter closes with Ingrid having coffee with "Rosenblatt" and giving him a copy of her book to bring to Barbara Walters (who, we should note, is Jewish), who "Rosenblatt" would be interviewed by that evening. In the next chapters, Ingrid prepares for her trip to Paraguay, at one time calling Mengele by the Auschwitz nickname "Angel of Death (p. 64)." Meeting with old "Bennobite" friends in the U.S. and Canada, Ingrid hears of one friend who befriended Mr. and Mrs. Adolf Eichmann in Buenos Aires. "If Milly knew Adolf Eichmann, it was conceivable that Milly knew Mengele, too (p. 81)," Ingrid writes. How odd. Do all Nazis know one another? I'd think not, unless they were involved in the extermination program, as both Eichmann and Mengele were. At the end of Chapter 6, Ingrid tells her friend Bonnie why she is hunting Mengele:

     "'For three reasons, For the journalistic scoop. For money. I'd be lying if I told you that it wasn't for the money. But also, Bonnie, out of a sense of outrage that is building up inside me. The more I hear and the deeper I dig in, the angrier I feel.'

     "'How so?'

     "What happened to us in the colonies need not have been, should not have been. Things were going on that weren't right. That weren't Christian, Bonnie! (p. 82)'" Wow, again. That the "Bennobites" would give harbor to Nazis, is what Ingrid is alluding to. But aren't these Nazis just men set up by the Jews to be the perpetrators of a huge, fraudulent crime, Ingrid? Also before going to Paraguay, Ingrid receives a dossier on Mengele: "It contained some xeroxed documents that Dr. Josef Mengele was accused of having committed. I leafed through it, repulsed and horrified. It was truly shocking stuff (p. 84)."

Care to elaborate, Ingrid? Again, on p. 85, Ingrid refers to Mengele as the Angel of Death. On p. 95, we find a statement of utter ignorance by Ingrid that I just thought I'd throw in here, although it has nothing to do with Nazis:

     "No man has had a stronger influence in South America [than Alfred Strongman, dictator of Paraguay]." Really? How about Simon Bolivar? Juan Peron? Eva Peron? Franklin Roosevelt? Sumner Welles? Augustin Pinochet? Stroessner? That's just off the top of my head... Back to "Demon Doctor":

Throughout Chapter 8, Ingrid characterizes Paraguayans as inherent anti-Semitic people and Strongman as himself a brutal anti-Semite. She seems to express disapproval of this point of view. Of Strongman she writes:

     "'Murderer,' they call him, his enemies. The liberals. The Communists. The Jews. The three, in "Strongman's" book, are one (pp. 97-98, emphasis AM)."

In Strongman's book only, Ingrid? On p. 98, she also states, "And so ask yourself: why would a man like that "want" to harbor Josef Mengele, a sadist and a criminal? [emphasis Ingrid's]" Mengele a sadist and a criminal? For doing what, Ingrid? As the first third of "Demon Doctor" comes to close, Ingrid and Peter are in Paraguay and have located whom they believe is Mengele posing as a gardener at the palace of General Strongman. That's it for now, kids. Andrew Mathis COMING IN PART II: Who was the "doctor" who butchered Ingrid's baby, if not Fertsch/Mengele?

FIND OUT AS ANDREW MATHIS CONTINUES TO READ INGRID RIMLAND'S "DEMON DOCTOR"!!!

AUF WIEDERSEHEN!!!

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I don't get carried away with this sort of jewish haggling. I'll leave that to the revisionists. I included it only to show yet another example of the kind of erratic bubbling which flows daily from the pen of this unhappy 61 year old feminist as Zgrams, or ZUDgrams, depending upon whom you ask. Ingrid is of mixed blood and her thoughts, via the keyboard, reflect this. I have oft reminded people that Zündel will live to regret the day he allowed this unsavory jewish hag into his camp.

The nitty notion -- "a jew is anyone who has a jewish mother" -- is a great disclaimer for it renames half the jews as "non-jews." And you'll never guess who also has made reference, indirectly, that he could not be a jew because his mother wasn't one? I'll let you figure this out. I think it answers many questions. But first, read:

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A clip from an interview between Ernst Zündel and an Israeli correspondent. Taken from a video tape of unspecified date but obviously recorded in Mr. Zündel's home a few years back.

Israeli:
"Let me ask you a question. You, you, ah, mentioned your father and was very, very interesting. You were only -- from my calculations -- ...

Zündel:
"Six years old.

Israeli:
"...six years old when the war ended. Tell me a little about, about, your ah, ah, family experience. You were born of course only about 1940, or 1939. Ah, where's you family come from? Tell me a little about the background.

Zündel:
"Why, I was born in a small town in the Black Forest in Germany. And, ah, my family lived in a house that had been in our family for four-hundred years -- still is in my family -- and ah, it's the oldest house virtually in the village - so you're looking at fifteenth-sixteenth architecture and discomforts... {emphasis, chuckle}. We had goats, sheep, cats , dogs, chickens...

Israeli:
"Farmers? Basically you were...

Zündel:
"We basically lived -- my father was a lumberjack and we lived outside the cash economy. We made our own tools and everything else and if you want to look at renaissance man -- you're looking at one. My father went off to war in 1938 to get his Wehrmacht training -- never came back except for a leave once in a while until 1947 in the fall when he was released from prisoner of war camp.

Israeli:
"So he served, ah, as a Wehrmacht soldier?

Zündel:
"No, not my father.

Israeli:
"Where? On the Russian Front or...

Zündel:
"No. My father was an ambulance trained medic and ah, he would go to -- behind the front lines to pick up the wounded, and near-dead, and bring them back to Germany.

Israeli:
"And other relatives ah...

Zündel:
"I have...

Israeli:
"...uncles... ah...

Zündel:
"I have really -- if you are fishing for any political information, my father was a Social Democrat, my mother was a simple christian woman. Her father had been union organizer in Bavaria and ah, of the garment workers' union. His ah, name got him into trouble -- because it was ah, Isadore Meyer and, of course, he was called Izzy Meyer by his people and the people thought since he...

Israeli:
"Was jewish?

Zündel:
"No, No, I don't -- I don't think so.

Israeli:
"You don't have any...

Zündel:
"I, I, -- I'll be right back.

{both talking at once} {laughter} {noise}

Zündel:
"I had a little fright there in the sixties...

Israeli:
"And there's no jewish blood in your family?

Zündel:
"Well ah... {stutter - hesitation} I'd be -- I'd hard pressed to admit to it. Ha, ha, ha.

{loud laughter -- both parties}

Israeli:
"Ha, ha, ha. Why sure.

Zündel:
"So now I...

Israeli:
"So you don't... you basically said don't expect, expect any answer on ah, ah...

Zündel:
"What I am saying...

Israeli:
"...you are also in doubt?

Zündel:
"What I am saying to you is that there's a very good reason why I agree with one thing in -- in jewish law -- is that the mother is determining who is a jew and who is not a jew.

Israeli:
"Oh. I see. If it was the opposite way, you'd be...

Zündel:
"No, no, ...

Israeli:
"...you'd be in trouble?

Zündel:
"No, no, no... because a mother knows with whom she slept. Right?

Israeli:
"Ha, ha, ha.

Zündel:
"And in the period and so on -- seriously -- quite seriously -- so...

Israeli:
"Are you sure there's no jewish blood in your family?

Zündel:
"No." {very hushed}

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Sweet dreams, blind man.