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Re: TOPAZ thinks rotting, smoldering carcass of Hiter was "inspiring"

Von: Topaz (mars1933@hotmail.com) [Profil]
Datum: 14.10.2008 02:06
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Newsgroup: alt.current-events.clinton.whitewater alt.fan.rush-limbaugh alt.politics.liberalism alt.politics.bushtalk.politics.misc
German leaders believed in death before dishonor. They knew the
allies were subhuman monsters:


Eyewitness account by Mrs. Leonora Geier (nee Cavoa, born Oct 22,
1925, Sao Paulo,
Brazil) to Dr. Trutz Foelsche, Ph.D

Deutsche Nationalzeitung, No. 17-65, p. 7:

"On the morning of February, 16, (1945) a Russian detachment
occupied the RAD (Reichsarbeitsdienst) camp Vilmsee near Neustettin.
The Commissar told me in good German language that the camp was
dissolved and that we, as a unit with uniforms (RAD - German Labour
Service, not military uniforms), would be transported to a collection
camp. Since I, as a Brazilian  citizen, belong to an allied nation, he
asked me to take over as a leader of the transport that went to
Neustettin, into the yard of the former iron factory. We were about
500 girls (Maidens of the Reichsarbeitsdienst - German Labour
Service).

He said I could come into the orderly room, which I accepted.
Immediately he directed me to make no further contact with other
women, because they were members of an illegal army. On my response
that this what not true, he cut me off with the remark that I would be
shot immediately, if I would repeat in any form a similar statement.

"Suddenly I heard loud screams, and promptly five girls were brought
in by the two Red Armists. The Commissar ordered them to undress. When
they, in a sense of shame, refused to do so, he ordered me to undress
them and follow him with the girls. We walked through the yard to the
former factory kitchen, which was completely cleared out
except for some tables along the window wall. It was dreadfully cold
and the unfortunate girls trembled. In the huge tiled room several
Russians waited for us who were obviously making obscene remarks
because every word was followed by loud laughter.

The Commissar then directed me to watch how one makes sissies out of
'The Master Race'.

Now two Poles, clad in trousers only, entered the room. At their
sight the girls cried out.

Briskly, they seized the first of the two girls and bent her over with
her back over the edge of the table until her joints cracked. I almost
fainted when one of the men pulled his knife and cut off her right
breast in the presence of the other girls. I have never heard a
human being scream as desperately as this young woman. After this
'operation' both men stabbed her several times in the abdomen,
accompanied by the howling of the Russians.

The next girl cried for mercy, in vain, since she was exceptionally
pretty. I had the impression that the 'work' was carried out very
slowly. The other three girls were completely broken down, cried for
their mothers and begged for a speedy death, but also
fate them overtook.

The last of the girls was still half a child, with barely developed
breasts, one tore the flesh literally from her ribs until the white
bone appeared.

Again, five girls were brought in. This time, they had been selected
carefully. All were developed and pretty. When they saw the bodies of
their predecessors, they began to cry and scream. Weak as they were,
they tried to defend themselves but to no avail; the Poles became more
cruel every time. One of the girls, they cut open her womb and trunk
over the whole length; poured a can of machine oil into the mutilated
body and tried to set fire to it. Another was shot in the genitals by
a Russia, before they cut off her breasts.

A great howling began when someone brought a saw from a toolbox.
Now, using the saw, they set to work to the breasts of the girls to
pieces, which in a short period of time led to the floor being covered
with blood. A blood rage seized the Russians. Continuously
one of them brought more and more girls.

Like a red fog, I saw the gruesome happenings again and again and I
perceived the inhuman screaming at the torture of their breasts and
the load groaning at the mutilation of their private parts. When my
legs failed me I was forced into a chair. The Commissar persistently
watched me to make sure I was looking toward the torture scenes. In
fact, when I had to vomit, they even paused with their tortures. One
girl had not undressed completely, she may have been somewhat older
than the rest of the girls who were about 17-years old. One of the
torturers soaked her bra with oil and ignited it and, while she cried
out, another drove a thin iron rod into her vagina until it emerged at
her naval.

In the yard they liquidated entire groups of girls, after they had
selected the prettiest ones for the torture room. The air was filled
with the death cries of many hundreds of girls. But in view of what
happened here, the slaughter outside could be considered more humane.
It was a dreadful fact that not one of the girls brought into the
torture room lost here consciousness.

In their horror all were equal in their expressions. It was always
the same; the begging for mercy, the high-pitched scream when their
breasts were cut and their genitals mutilated. Several times the
slaughter was interrupted to sweep out the blood and to clear away the
corpses.

That evening I sank into a severe nerve fever. From then on I lack
any recollection until the moment I awoke in a military hospital.
German troops had recaptured Neustettin temporarily, and had liberated
us. As I learned later, approximately 2,000 girls were murdered during
the first three days of the first round of Russian occupation."


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