Extracts From The Book Germany's War, German POWs Post-WWII
Alive Screaming In The Night: German POW Survivors
Describe Eisenhower’s Extermination Camps After WWII Had Ended
One night in April 1945, I was startled out of my stupor in the rain and the mud by piercing screams
and loud groans… I saw this bulldozer moving forward through the crowd of prisoners who lay there. In the front it
had a blade making a pathway. How many of the prisoners were buried alive in their earth holes…
A similar incident occurred at the
American camp at Rheinberg in mid-June 1945… the last act of the Americans at Rheinberg before the British took over
was to bulldoze one section of the camp level while there were still living men in their holes in the ground.
On July 27, 1929, the Allies
extended the Protective Regulations of the Geneva Convention for Wounded Soldiers to include prisoners of war (POWs). These
regulations state: “All accommodations should be equal to the standard of their troops. The Red Cross supervises.
After the end of the hostilities the POWs should be released immediately.” On March 10, 1945, Dwight Eisenhower, the
Supreme Allied Commander of the Allied Expeditionary Force, disregarded these regulations by classifying German prisoners
captured on German territory as “Disarmed Enemy Forces” (DEFs). The German prisoners were therefore at the mercy
of the Allies and were not protected by international law. [i]
The Western Allies
deliberately murdered approximately 1 million disarmed German POWs by means of starvation, exposure, and illness. This Allied
atrocity was first publicly exposed in 1989 in the book Other Losses by James Bacque. Bacque estimates in Other
Losses that the victims undoubtedly number over 790,000, almost certainly over 900,000, and quite likely over a million.
The prisoners’ deaths were knowingly caused by army officers who had sufficient resources to keep these prisoners
alive. Relief organizations such as the Red Cross that attempted to help prisoners in the American camps were refused permission
by the army. [ii]
vast U.S. camps in open fields stretched for 10 kilometers along the Rhine river. The men were denied access to the river
only a few meters away. For no cost and with little effort the Americans could have provided the disarmed German POWs access
to the Rhine river for drinking and sanitation purposes.
they not know all children under the age of 5 must die?” This was stated by a British doctor attending
to the Boer women and children held in the concentration camps of the 2nd Anglo-Boer war. Not Auschwitz. (Read here). In stark contrast the Auschwitz labor camp provided inmates, at great cost and effort, with modern facilities including
a maternity ward and nursery to care for the thousands of babies born during the war. Read more
here. Pictured above healthy babies in the Auschwitz nursery in 1942, before the Dresden-style carpet bombing of Germany destroyed
vital supply lines and infrastructure with devastating affects on all civilians. Furthermore, the German POWs in Eisenhower’e
extermination camps were soldiers from the front line, not camp guards. They were neither tried nor convicted by the Nuremberg
trials for war crimes before their deaths.
Germans Testify to the Eisenhower POW Extermination Camps
Surviving German prisoners have provided testimony of the horrific conditions
and mistreatment they received in the Allied prisoner of war (POW) camps. Many surviving German prisoners were badly mistreated
even before arriving at the Allied camps. Werner Wilhelm Laska, a German prisoner of war, reports his transfer to an American
The American guards who arrived with the truck were nasty
and cruel from the start. I was forced in with kicks and punches to my back. Other German soldiers were already on board.
After a drive of an hour or two we arrived at an open field on which many servicemen were already assembled, in rank and
file. As we got off the truck, a large group of Americans awaited us. They received us with shouts and yells, such as: “You
Hitler, you Nazi, etc….” We got beaten, kicked and pushed; one of those gangsters brutally tore my watch from
my wrist. Each of these bandits already possessed 10 or 20 watches, rings and other things. The beating continued until
I reached the line where my comrades stood. Most of our water-bottles (canteens), rucksacks etc. were cut off, and even
overcoats had to be left on the ground. More and more prisoners arrived, including even boys and old men. After a few hours,
big trailer-trucks—usually used for transporting cattle—lined up for loading with human cattle.
We had to run the gauntlet to get into the trucks; we were beaten and kicked. Then they jammed us in so
tightly that they couldn’t even close the hatches. We couldn’t even breathe. The soldiers drove the vehicles
at high speed over the roads and through villages and towns; behind each trailer-truck always followed a jeep with a mounted
In late afternoon we stopped in an open field again, and were unloaded
in the same manner, with beating and kicking. We had to line up at attention just like recruits in basic training. Quickly,
the Americans fenced us in with rolls of barbed wire, so there was no space to sit or to lie down that night. We even had
to do our necessities in the standing position. Since we received no water or foodstuffs, our thirst and hunger became acute
and urgent. Some men still had tea in their canteens, but there was hardly enough for everyone.
Next day the procedure began as on the day before; running the gauntlet into the cattle-trailers, then transport
to the next open field. No drinking and no eating, but always fenced in–there is an American song: “…
Don’t fence me in…”–as well as the childish behavior of most of the Americans: Punishing the Nazis!
After the first night, when we were loaded again, some of us stayed on that field, either dead or so weak and sick that
they could not move any more. We had been approaching the Rhine River, as we noticed, but we had still one night to pass
in the manner related. It was terrible!
All this could not have been a coincidence.
It must have been a plan, because, as we later learned, there was nearly the same treatment in all camps run by American
units. During the war we heard about the “Morgenthau Plan” and the “Kaufman Plan,” and exactly that
seemed to have been happening to us in those moments: the extermination of an entire people!
Laska eventually was sent to France to work in coal mines and other unpleasant places, where
his ordeal continued. On January 7, 1950, the French finally discharged Laska to Germany.
James Bacque writes that the response he has
received following the original publication of Other Losses has been amazing. Bacque states:
“Most gratifying has been the huge response from
thousands of ex-prisoners who have written to me, or telephoned, sent faxes or e-mail, or even called at my door, to thank
me for telling a story they feared would die with them. They continue to send me diaries, letters, Tagebücher,
self-published books, typescripts of memoirs, in three or four languages, along with photographs, maps, drawings, paintings
and even a few artifacts.”
Several prisoners from Heilbronn have written Bacque to confirm the dreadful conditions witnessed by U.S. Cpl. Daniel
McConnell and U.S. Maj. Gen. Richard Steinbach. One is Anton Pfarrer, who was 16 years old when captured and imprisoned
at Heilbronn. Pfarrer writes:
“I can recall nearly every day of suffering, but I made it back, although so many thousands never did. There
were 3,000 men in my cage in May but by the end of August, only 1,500 were left to answer roll call. They had all died.”
There were no discharges from his cage during that time. Pfarrer
telephoned Gen. Steinbach in 1998 to thank Steinbach for saving his life.
Rudi Buchal had been ordered to serve as a German medical orderly-clerk
in the POW “hospital” at Bretzenheim, a tent with an earth floor inside the camp. The hospital had no beds, no
medical supplies, no blankets, and starvation rations for the first month or more. A few supplies were later obtained by
American teams from the German towns nearby. Buchal was told by drivers of the 560th Ambulance Company that 18,100
POWs had died in the six camps around Bretzenheim in the 10 weeks of American control. Buchal also heard the figure of 18,100
dead from the Germans who were in charge of the hospital statistics, and from other American hospital personnel. The six
camps were Bretzenheim, Biebelsheim, Bad Kreuznach, Dietersheim, Hechtsheim and Heidesheim.
The reliability of Rudi Buchal has been attested to by the U.S. Army itself. Upon discharge
Buchal received a paper stating that in the opinion of U.S. Army officers who commanded him, “During the above mentioned
period [April-July 1945] he proved himself to be co-operative, capable, industrious and reliable.” Similar to the experiences
of U.S. Cpl. Daniel McConnell and French Dr. Joseph Kirsch, Buchal discovered that these “hospitals” were merely
places to take moribund prisoners rather than places to help the prisoners get well. Buchal recalls that many of the mortally
sick evacuees were taken to Idstein, north of Wiesbaden. Buchal states,
“And I can remember that from there no prisoners returned.”
German prisoners who survived Bretzenheim have described arriving
there on May 9, 1945. The prisoners saw three rows of corpses along the road in front of the camp. A total of 135 dead from
Bretzenheim were acknowledged by the Americans to have been buried in Stromberg on May 9 and May 10. Not all of the dead
at Bretzenheim were killed by the usual starvation, disease and exposure.
Johannes Heising, formerly the abbot of a monastery
on the Rhine, published a book in the 1990s about his experiences in the U.S. camp at Remagen. Franz-Josef Plemper, another
former prisoner at Remagen, reminded Heising of an event not described in Heising’s book: on one night the Americans
had bulldozed living men under the earth in their foxholes. Plemper described the scene to Heising:
One night in April 1945, I was startled out of my stupor
in the rain and the mud by piercing screams and loud groans. I jumped up and saw in the distance (about 30 to 50 meters)
the searchlight of a bulldozer. Then I saw this bulldozer moving forward through the crowd of prisoners who lay there. In
the front it had a blade making a pathway. How many of the prisoners were buried alive in their earth holes I do not know.
It was no longer possible to ascertain. I heard clearly cries of “You murderer.”
The horror of this incident had been so painful that Heising had
suppressed it from his memory. Heising remembered this event only after Plemper reminded him of it.
A similar incident occurred at the American camp
at Rheinberg in mid-June 1945. According to reports from several ex-prisoners, the last act of the Americans at Rheinberg
before the British took over was to bulldoze one section of the camp level while there were still living men in their holes
in the ground.
Prisoner Wolfgang Iff said that in his sub-section of perhaps 10,000 people at Rheinberg, 30 to 40 bodies were dragged
out every day. As a member of the burial commando, Iff was well placed to see what was going on. Iff saw about 60 to 70
bodies going out per day in other cages of similar size.
A 50-year-old sergeant with a Ph.D. kept a diary in ink on toilet
paper at Rheinberg. He wrote on May 20, 1945:
“How long will we have to be without shelter, without blankets or tents? Every German soldier once had shelter
from the weather. Even a dog has a doghouse to crawl into when it rains. Our only wish is finally after six weeks to get
a roof over our heads. Even a savage is better housed. Diogenes, Diogenes, you at least had your barrel.”
Part of the problem at Rheinberg was that for a long time it was
overcrowded. A cage measuring 300 meters by 300 meters was supposed to hold no more than 10,000 people. However, at the beginning,
as many as 30,000 prisoners were forced in, leaving about three square meters per person. Prisoner Thelen told his son through
the barbed wire that approximately 330 to 770 prisoners per day were dying at Rheinberg. The camp then contained between
100,000 and 120,000 prisoners.
Charles von Luttichau said of his POW camp at Kripp near Remagen on the Rhine:
The latrines were just logs flung over ditches next to
the barbed wire fences. To sleep, all we could do was to dig out a hole in the ground with our hands, then cling together
in the hole. We were crowded very close together. Because of illness, the men had to defecate on the ground. Soon, many
of us were too weak to take off our trousers first. So our clothing was infected, and so was the mud where we had to walk
and sit and lie down. There was no water at all at first, except the rain, then after a couple of weeks we could get a little
water from a standpipe. But most of us had nothing to carry it in, so we could get only a few mouthfuls after hours of lining
up, sometimes even through the night. We had to walk along between the holes on the soft earth thrown up by the digging,
so it was easy to fall into a hole, but hard to climb out. The rain was almost constant along that part of the Rhine that
spring. More than half the days we had rain. More than half the days we had no food at all. On the rest, we got a little
K ration. I could see from the package that they were giving us one-tenth of the rations that they issued to their own men.
So in the end we got perhaps 5% of a normal U.S. Army ration. I complained to the American camp commander that he was breaking
the Geneva Convention, but he just said, “Forget the Convention. You haven’t any rights.”
Within a few days, some of the men who had gone healthy into the camp were dead. I saw our men dragging
many dead bodies to the gate of the camp, where they were thrown loose on top of each other onto trucks, which took them
One 17-year-old boy who could see his village in the distance was
found shot one morning at the foot of the barbed wire fence. His body was strung up and left hanging on the wire by the
guards as a warning to the other prisoners. Many prisoners cried out, “Moerder, moerder [murderer, murderer]!”
In retaliation, the camp commander withheld the prisoners’ meager rations for three days. For prisoners who were already
starving and could hardly move because of weakness, it was frightful; for many it meant death. The commander also withheld
rations at other times to punish the prisoners.
George Weiss, a German tank repairman, said his camp on the Rhine was so crowded
couldn’t even lie down properly. All night we had to sit up jammed against each other. But the lack of water was the
worst thing of all. For three and a half days we had no water at all. We would drink our own urine. It tasted terrible,
but what could we do? Some men got down on the ground and licked the ground to get some moisture. I was so weak I was already
on my knees, when finally we got a little water to drink. I think I would have died without that water. But the Rhine was
just outside the wire. The guards sold us water through the wire, and cigarettes. One cigarette cost 900 marks. I saw thousands
dying. They took the bodies away on trucks.”
German Cpl. Helmut Liebich was captured near Gotha in central Germany by the Americans on April 17, 1945. The Gotha
DEF camp had only the usual barbed wire fences with no tents. The prisoners were forced to run a gauntlet between lines
of guards who hit them with sticks in order to get a small ration of food. On April 27, 1945, the prisoners were transferred
to the American camp at Heidesheim farther west, where there was no food at all for days, and then very little. The prisoners
started to die in large numbers from exposure, starvation and thirst. Liebich saw about 10 to 30 bodies a day being dragged
out of his section, Camp B, which held about 5,200 prisoners.
On May 13, 1945, Liebich was transferred to another American camp
at Bingen-Büdesheim near Bad Kreuznach. Liebich soon fell sick with dysentery and typhus. He was transferred again,
semi-conscious, in an open-topped railway car with about 60 other prisoners. On a detour through Holland, the Dutch stood
on bridges to smash stones down on the heads of the prisoners. After three nights, Liebich’s fellow prisoners helped
him stagger into the American camp at Rheinberg, again without shelter or much food.
One day in June 1945, Liebich saw the British
coming through the hallucinations of his fever. The British saved his life in their hospital at Lintfort. Liebich
remembered the life-saving care he received from the British with gratitude for the rest of his life. Liebich states:
“It was wonderful
to be under a roof in a real bed. We were treated like human beings again. The Tommies treated us like comrades.”
Former prisoners have also reported numerous instances of prisoners
and civilians who were shot by American and French guards. Paul Kaps, a German soldier who was in the U.S. camp at Bad Kreuznach,
wrote, “In one night, May 8, 1945, 48 prisoners were shot dead in Cage 9.” Prisoner Hanns Scharf witnessed
an especially gruesome killing when a German woman with her two children asked an American guard at Bad Kreuznach to give
a wine bottle to her husband, who was just inside the wire. The guard drank the wine himself, and when the bottle was empty
the guard killed the prisoner with five shots. The other prisoners protested, and U.S. Army Lt. Holtsman said: “This
is awful. I’ll make sure there is a stiff court-martial.” No evidence of a court-martial of this or any other
similar incidents has ever been found.
Prisoners and civilian women were shot even though the Eisenhower order gave individual camp
commanders a chance to exempt family members trying to feed relatives through the wire. German prisoner Paul Schmitt was
shot in the American camp at Bretzenheim when he came close to the wire to receive a basket of food from his wife and young
son. Dr. Helmut von Frizberg saw an American guard at Remagen shoot a German prisoner for talking to his wife through the
wire. Frau Agnes Spira was shot by French guards at Dietersheim in July 1945 for taking food to prisoners. Her memorial
in nearby Büdesheim reads,
“On the 31 of July 1945, my mother was suddenly and unexpectedly torn from me because of her good deed toward
the imprisoned soldiers.”
French Capt. Julien got into serious trouble for quarreling with a fellow officer, Capt. Rousseau. Rousseau shot
at German women in Julien’s presence, at about the same time and in the same place as a French officer shot Frau Spira.
At Bad Kreuznach, William Sellner said that at night guards would shoot machine gun bullets at random into the camps, apparently
for sport. Ernst Richard Krische in Bad Kreuznach wrote in his diary on May 4, 1945:
“Wild shooting in the night, absolute fireworks.
It must be the supposed peace. Next morning 40 dead as ‘victims of the fireworks,’ in our cage alone,
Monika Schaefer (still languishing in a German Gulag for wrong-think), Alfred Schaefer, and their
father Dr Otto Schaefer. Dr Schaefer was smuggled out of an Eisenhower extermination camp, he made it to Canada. For more
than 32 years, his incredible spirit and ability aided advances in providing Inuit health care. He received many honors
including the Order of Canada in 1976. Alfred recalls: “My father had told us of his ordeal as a young
medical student. He had been held in one of these camps. He told us about how he had tried to dig a hole in the ground,
in the dirt, with a spoon, to find shelter from the elements, but there was no shelter to be found”. Read more
EISENHOWER’S DEATH CAMPS
The Last Dirty Secret Of World War Two – Saturday Night Magazine
May 20, 2012
Scanned images of the text of the cover story published in the September 1989 issue of Saturday Night describes
Eisenhower’s barbarism. Here is the truth.
Bacque tells the truth about how Eisenhower murdered thousands of German prisoners
of war AFTER the surrender. Many of those starving soldiers and piles of dead bodies you have seen in atrocity photos were
NOT Jews, they were Germans.
Don’t argue with me, read the book. General George Patton (who released all his German prisoners) wrote in
1945 that Eisenhower was using “practically Gestapo methods” in torturing and killing German POWs.
In August 1944
Dwight D. Eisenhower (who in the early 1960s ordered the assassination of Patrice Lamumba) and Henry C. Morgenthau came up
with the Morgenthau Plan to inflict collective punishment upon the German people following the end of the Second World War.
was, basically, a plan to starve millions of Germans, mostly citizens, to death.
Although the plan was officially cancelled, it
was in fact implemented. Between 1945 and 1953 it is estimated between 9 to 15 million ethnic Germans were killed, mainly
(Also read, An Eye for an Eye: The Untold Story of Jewish Revenge Against Germans in 1945 by John Sack, and statistical
and documentary evidence presented in, Did Six Million Really Die? by Richard Verrall).
(Based on an Article from: “THE TRUTH AT
LAST” Journal. P.O. Box 1211, Marietta, Georgia 30061., USA).
Holocaust of Christians:
Russian Kulak Farmers (1928-1930) – 15 million exterminated. Ukranian Farmers (1930-1933) – 7 Million
exterminated. Russian Political Prisoners (1919-1949) – 12 million exterminated. Total peoples murdered by Lenin and
Stalin – 34 million.
But there were more: several hundred thousand Russians – a staggering number – took up arms against
the Soviet Union in the years following the German invasion in June 1941. They were betrayed by the Allies at Yalta and
murdered by the Judaeo-Communist Soviet.
When Western archives were at last available to historians, two remarkable books quickly appeared:
The Last Secret, 1974, by Nicholas Bethel, and Victims of Yalta, 1977, by Nikolai Tolstoy, both shocking in their detailed
accounts of what had happened. Cambodian extermination 1975 – 2.5 million. Armenian extermination by the Turks, 1915
– 1.5 million.
Behind the scenes the same group, always working under a different name and in a different occupation has managed
every one of these real genocides as well as recent and ongoing holocausts in Palestine, Iraq and elsewhere.
(Based on an Article
from: “THE TRUTH AT LAST” Journal. P.O. Box 1211, Marietta, Georgia 30061., USA).
[ SOURCE – Was there Really a Holocaust?
By Dr. E. R. Fields ]
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In 'Eisenhower's Death Camps':
A U.S. Prison Guard Remembers
October 1944, at age eighteen, I was drafted into the U.S. army. Largely because of the "Battle of the Bulge,"
my training was cut short, my furlough was halved, and I was sent overseas immediately. Upon arrival in Le Havre, France,
we were quickly loaded into box cars and shipped to the front. When we got there, I was suffering increasingly severe symptoms
of mononucleosis, and was sent to a hospital in Belgium. Since mononucleosis was then known as the "kissing disease,"
I mailed a letter of thanks to my girlfriend.
By the time I left the hospital, the outfit I had trained with in Spartanburg, South Carolina,
was deep inside Germany, so, despite my protests, I was placed in a "repo depot" (replacement depot). I lost interest
in the units to which I was assigned, and don't recall all of them: non-combat units were ridiculed at that time. My separation
qualification record states I was mostly with Company C, 14th Infantry Regiment, during my seventeen-month stay in Germany,
but I remember being transferred to other outfits also.
In late March or early April 1945, I was sent to guard a POW camp near Andernach
along the Rhine. I had four years of high school German, so I was able to talk to the prisoners, although this was forbidden.
Gradually, however, I was used as an interpreter and asked to ferret out members of the S.S. (I found none.)
In Andernach about
50,000 prisoners of all ages were held in an open field surrounded by barbed wire. The women were kept in a separate enclosure
that I did not see until later. The men I guarded had no shelter and no blankets. Many had no coats. They slept in the mud,
wet and cold, with inadequate slit trenches for excrement. It was a cold, wet spring, and their misery from exposure alone
Even more shocking was to see the prisoners throwing grass and weeds into a tin can containing a thin soup. They
told me they did this to help ease their hunger pains. Quickly they grew emaciated. Dysentery raged, and soon they were
sleeping in their own excrement, too weak and crowded to reach the slit trenches. Many were begging for food, sickening
and dying before our eyes. We had ample food and supplies, but did nothing to help them, including no medical assistance.
Outraged, I protested
to my officers and was met with hostility or bland indifference. When pressed, they explained they were under strict orders
from "higher up." No officer would dare do this to 50,000 men if he felt that it was "out of line," leaving
him open to charges. Realizing my protests were useless, I asked a friend working in the kitchen if he could slip me some
extra food for the prisoners. He too said they were under strict orders to severely ration the prisoners' food, and that
these orders came from "higher up." But he said they had more food than they knew what to do with, and would sneak
I threw this food over the barbed wire to the prisoners, I was caught and threatened with imprisonment. I repeated the "offense,"
and one officer angrily threatened to shoot me. I assumed this was a bluff until I encountered a captain on a hill above
the Rhine shooting down at a group of German civilian women with his .45 caliber pistol. When I asked, "Why?,"
he mumbled, "Target practice," and fired until his pistol was empty. I saw the women running for cover, but, at
that distance, couldn't tell if any had been hit.
This is when I realized I was dealing with cold-blooded killers filled with
moralistic hatred. They considered the Germans subhuman and worthy of extermination; another expression of the downward spiral
of racism. Articles in the G.I. newspaper, Stars and Stripes, played up the German concentration camps, complete
with photos of emaciated bodies. This amplified our self-righteous cruelty, and made it easier to imitate behavior we were
supposed to oppose. Also, I think, soldiers not exposed to combat were trying to prove how tough they were by taking it
out on the prisoners and civilians.
These prisoners, I found out, were mostly farmers and workingmen, as simple and ignorant as
many of our own troops. As time went on, more of them lapsed into a zombie-like state of listlessness, while others tried
to escape in a demented or suicidal fashion, running through open fields in broad daylight towards the Rhine to quench their
thirst. They were mowed down.
Some prisoners were as eager for cigarettes as for food, saying they took the edge off their hunger. Accordingly,
enterprising G.I. "Yankee traders" were acquiring hordes of watches and rings in exchange for handfuls of cigarettes
or less. When I began throwing cartons of cigarettes to the prisoners to ruin this trade, I was threatened by rank-and-file
The only bright spot in this gloomy picture came one night when. I was put on the "graveyard shift," from
two to four a.m. Actually, there was a graveyard on the uphill side of this enclosure, not many yards away. My superiors
had forgotten to give me a flashlight and I hadn't bothered to ask for one, disgusted as I was with the whole situation by
that time. It was a fairly bright night and I soon became aware of a prisoner crawling under the wires towards the graveyard.
We were supposed to shoot escapees on sight, so I started to get up from the ground to warn him to get back. Suddenly I
noticed another prisoner crawling from the graveyard back to the enclosure. They were risking their lives to get to the
graveyard for something. I had to investigate.
When I entered the gloom of this shrubby, tree-shaded cemetery, I felt completely vulnerable,
but somehow curiosity kept me moving. Despite my caution, I tripped over the legs of someone in a prone position. Whipping
my rifle around while stumbling and trying to regain composure of mind and body, I soon was relieved I hadn't reflexively
fired. The figure sat up. Gradually, I could see the beautiful but terror-stricken face of a woman with a picnic basket
nearby. German civilians were not allowed to feed, nor even come near the prisoners, so I quickly assured her I approved
of what she was doing, not to be afraid, and that I would leave the graveyard to get out of the way.
I did so immediately and sat down, leaning against
a tree at the edge of the cemetery to be inconspicuous and not frighten the prisoners. I imagined then, and still do now,
what it would be like to meet a beautiful woman with a picnic basket under those conditions as a prisoner. I have never
forgotten her face.
Eventually, more prisoners crawled back to the enclosure. I saw they were dragging food to their comrades, and could
only admire their courage and devotion.
On May 8, V.E. Day , I decided to celebrate with some prisoners I was guarding who were
baking bread the other prisoners occasionally received. This group had all the bread they could eat, and shared the jovial
mood generated by the end of the war. We all thought we were going home soon, a pathetic hope on their part. We were in what
was to become the French zone [of occupation], where I soon would witness the brutality of the French soldiers when we transferred
our prisoners to them for their slave labor camps.
On this day, however, we were happy.
As a gesture of friendliness, I emptied my rifle
and stood it in the corner, even allowing them to play with it at their request. This thoroughly "broke the ice,"
and soon we were singing songs we taught each other, or that I had learned in high school German class ("Du, du, liegst
mir im Herzen"). Out of gratitude, they baked me a special small loaf of sweet bread, the only possible present they
had left to offer. I stuffed it in my "Eisenhower jacket," and snuck it back to my barracks, eating it when I
had privacy. I have never tasted more delicious bread, nor felt a deeper sense of communion while eating it. I believe a
cosmic sense of Christ (the Oneness of all Being) revealed its normally hidden presence to me on that occasion, influencing
my later decision to major in philosophy and religion.
Shortly afterwards, some of our weak and sickly prisoners were marched off
by French soldiers to their camp. We were riding on a truck behind this column. Temporarily, it slowed down and dropped back,
perhaps because the driver was as shocked as I was. Whenever a German prisoner staggered or dropped back, he was hit on
the head with a club and killed. The bodies were rolled to the side of the road to be picked up by another truck. For many,
this quick death might have been preferable to slow starvation in our "killing fields."
When I finally saw the German women held in a
separate enclosure, I asked why we were holding them prisoner. I was told they were "camp followers," selected
as breeding stock for the S.S. to create a super-race. I spoke to some, and must say I never met a more spirited or attractive
group of women. I certainly didn't think they deserved imprisonment.
More and more I was used as an interpreter, and was able to prevent
some particularly unfortunate arrests. One somewhat amusing incident involved an old farmer who was being dragged away by
several M.P.s. I was told he had a "fancy Nazi medal," which they showed me. Fortunately, I had a chart identifying
such medals. He'd been awarded it for having five children! Perhaps his wife was somewhat relieved to get him "off
her back," but I didn't think one of our death camps was a fair punishment for his contribution to Germany. The M.P.s
agreed and released him to continue his "dirty work."
Famine began to spread among the German civilians also. It was a
common sight to see German women up to their elbows in our garbage cans looking for something edible -- that is, if they
weren't chased away.
When I interviewed mayors of small towns and villages, I was told that their supply of food had been taken away
by "displaced persons" (foreigners who had worked in Germany), who packed the food on trucks and drove away. When
I reported this, the response was a shrug. I never saw any Red Cross at the camp or helping civilians, although their coffee
and doughnut stands were available everywhere else for us. In the meantime, the Germans had to rely on the sharing of hidden
stores until the next harvest.
Hunger made German women more "available," but despite this, rape was prevalent and
often accompanied by additional violence. In particular I remember an eighteen-year old woman who had the side of her faced
smashed with a rifle butt, and was then raped by two G.I.s. Even the French complained that the rapes, looting and drunken
destructiveness on the part of our troops was excessive. In Le Havre, we'd been given booklets warning us that the German
soldiers had maintained a high standard of behavior with French civilians who were peaceful, and that we should do the same.
In this we failed miserably.
"So what?" some would say. "The enemy's atrocities were worse than ours." It is true that I
experienced only the end of the war, when we were already the victors. The German opportunity for atrocities had faded,
while ours was at hand. But two wrongs don't make a right. Rather than copying our enemy's crimes, we should aim once and
for all to break the cycle of hatred and vengeance that has plagued and distorted human history. This is why I am speaking
out now, 45 years after the crime. We can never prevent individual war crimes, but we can, if enough of us speak out, influence
government policy. We can reject government propaganda that depicts our enemies as subhuman and encourages the kind of outrages
I witnessed. We can protest the bombing of civilian targets, which still goes on today. And we can refuse ever to condone
our government's murder of unarmed and defeated prisoners of war.
I realize it's difficult for the average citizen to admit witnessing
a crime of this magnitude, especially if implicated himself. Even G.I.s sympathetic to the victims were afraid to complain
and get into trouble, they told me. And the danger has not ceased. Since I spoke out a few weeks ago, I have received threatening
calls and had my mailbox smashed. But its been worth it. Writing about these atrocities has been a catharsis of feelings
suppressed too long, a liberation, that perhaps will remind other witnesses that "the truth will make us free, have
no fear." We may even learn a supreme lesson from all this: only love can conquer all.
About the author
Martin Brech lives
in Mahopac, New York. When he wrote this memoir essay in 1990, he was an Adjunct Professor of Philosophy and Religion at
Mercy College in Dobbs Ferry, New York. Brech holds a master's degree in theology from Columbia University, and is a Unitarian-Universalist
This essay was published in The Journal of Historical Review, Summer 1990 (Vol. 10, No. 2), pp. 161-166.
(Revised, updated: Nov. 2008)
For Further Reading
James Bacque, Crimes and Mercies: The Fate
of German Civilians Under Allied Occupation, 1944-1950 (Toronto: Little, Brown and Co., 1997)
James Bacque, Other Losses: An investigation
into the mass deaths of German prisoners at the hands of the French and Americans after World War II (Toronto: Stoddart,
de Zayas, Nemesis at Postsdam (Lincoln, Neb.: 1990)
Alfred-Maurice de Zayas, A Terrible Revenge: The Ethnic Cleansing
of the Eastern European Germans, 1944-1950 (New York: St. Martin's Press, 1994)
John Dietrich, The Morgenthau Plan: Soviet
Influence on American Postwar Policy (New York: Algora, 2002)
Ralph Franklin Keeling, Gruesome Harvest: The Allies' Postwar
War Against the German People (IHR, 1992). Originally published in Chicago in 1947.
Giles MacDonogh, After the Reich: The Brutal
History of the Allied Occupation (New York: Basic Books, 2007)
John Sack, An Eye for an Eye: The Story of Jews Who Sought Revenge
for the Holocaust (2000)
Mark Weber, "New Book Details Mass Killings and Brutal Mistreatment of Germans at the End of World War Two"
( http://www.ihr.org/other/afterthereich072007.html )
Eisenhower's Holocaust - His Slaughter Of 1.7 Million Germans
- "God, I hate the Germans..." (Dwight David Eisenhower in a letter to his wife in September, 1944)
- First, I want you to picture something in your mind.
You are a German soldier who survived through the battles of World II. You were not really politically involved, and your
parents were also indifferent to politics, but suddenly your education was interrupted and you were drafted into the
German army and told where to fight. Now, in the Spring of 1945, you see that your country has been demolished by the
Allies, your cities lie in ruins, and half of your family has been killed or is missing. Now, your unit is being surrounded,
and it is finally time to surrender. The fact is, there is no other choice.
- It has been a long, cold winter. The German army rations have not been all that good, but
you managed to survive. Spring came late that year, with weeks of cold rainy weather in demolished Europe. Your boots
are tattered, your uniform is falling apart, and the stress of surrender and the confusion that lies ahead for you has
your guts being torn out. Now, it is over, you must surrender or be shot. This is war and the real world.
- You are taken as a German Prisoner of War into American
hands. The Americans had 200 such Prisoner of War camps scattered across Germany. You are marched to a compound surrounded
with barbed wire fences as far as the eye can see. Thousands upon thousands of your fellow German soldiers are already
in this make-shift corral. You see no evidence of a latrine and after three hours of marching through the mud of the spring
rain, the comfort of a latrine is upper-most in your mind. You are driven through the heavily guarded gate and find yourself
free to move about, and you begin the futile search for the latrine. Finally, you ask for directions, and are informed
that no such luxury exists.
- No more
time. You find a place and squat. First you were exhausted, then hungry, then fearful, and now; dirty. Hundreds more German
prisoners are behind you, pushing you on, jamming you together and every one of them searching for the latrine as soon
as they could do so. Now, late in the day, there is no space to even squat, much less sit down to rest your weary
legs. None of the prisoners, you quickly learn, have had any food that day, in fact there was no food while in the American
hands that any surviving prisoner can testify to. No one has eaten any food for weeks, and they are slowly starving
and dying. But, they can't do this to us! There are the Geneva Convention rules for the treatment of Prisoners of
War. There must be some mistake! Hope continues through the night, with no shelter from the cold, biting rain.
- Your uniform is sopping wet, and formerly
brave soldiers are weeping all around you, as buddy after buddy dies from the lack of food, water, sleep and shelter
from the weather. After weeks of this, your own hope bleeds off into despair, and finally you actually begin to envy
those who, having surrendered first manhood and then dignity, now also surrender life itself. More hopeless weeks go by.
Finally, the last thing you remember is falling, unable to get up, and lying face down in the mud mixed with the excrement
of those who have gone before.
body will be picked up long after it is cold, and taken to a special tent where your clothing is stripped off. So that
you will be quickly forgotten, and never again identified, your dog-tag is snipped in half and your body along with
those of your fellow soldiers are covered with chemicals for rapid decomposition and buried. You were not one of the
exceptions, for more than one million seven hundred thousand German Prisoners of War died from a deliberate policy of
extermination by starvation, exposure, and disease, under direct orders of the General Dwight David Eisenhower.
- One month before the end of World War 11, General Eisenhower
issued special orders concerning the treatment of German Prisoners and specific in the language of those orders was this
- "Prison enclosures
are to provide no shelter or other comforts."
- Eisenhower biographer Stephen Ambrose, who was given access to the Eisenhower personal letters, states that he
proposed to exterminate the entire German General Staff, thousands of people, after the war.
- Eisenhower, in his personal letters, did not merely hate the Nazi Regime,
and the few who imposed its will down from the top, but that HE HATED THE GERMAN PEOPLE AS A RACE. It was his personal
intent to destroy as many of them as he could, and one way was to wipe out as many prisoners of war as possible.
- Of course, that was illegal under International law,
so he issued an order on March 10, 1945 and verified by his initials on a cable of that date, that German Prisoners of
War be predesignated as "Disarmed Enemy Forces" called in these reports as DEF. He ordered that these Germans
did not fall under the Geneva Rules, and were not to be fed or given any water or medical attention. The Swiss Red Cross
was not to inspect the camps, for under the DEF classification, they had no such authority or jurisdiction.
- Months after the war was officially over, Eisenhower's
special German DEF camps were still in operation forcing the men into confinement, but denying that they were prisoners.
As soon as the war was over, General George Patton simply turned his prisoners loose to fend for themselves and find
their way home as best they could. Eisenhower was furious, and issued a specific order to Patton, to turn these men over
to the DEF camps. Knowing Patton as we do from history, we know that these orders were largely ignored, and it may
well be that Patton's untimely and curious death may have been a result of what he knew about these wretched Eisenhower
- The book, OTHER LOSSES,
found its way into the hands of a Canadian news reporter, Peter Worthington, of the OTTAWA SUN. He did his own research
through contacts he had in Canada, and reported in his column on September 12,1989 the following, in part:
- "...it is hard to escape the conclusion that Dwight
Eisenhower was a war criminal of epic proportions. His (DEF) policy killed more Germans in peace than were killed in the
- "For years
we have blamed the 1.7 million missing German POW's on the Russians. Until now, no one dug too deeply ... Witnesses
and survivors have been interviewed by the author; one Allied officer compared the American camps to Buchenwald."
- It is known, that the Allies had sufficient stockpiles
of food and medicine to care for these German soldiers. This was deliberately and intentionally denied them. Many men
died of gangrene from frostbite due to deliberate exposure. Local German people who offered these men food, were denied.
General Patton's Third Army was the only command in the European Theater to release significant numbers of Germans.
- Others, such as Omar Bradley and General J.C.H. Lee,
Commander of Com Z, tried, and ordered the release of prisoners within a week of the war's end. However, a SHAEF Order,
signed by Eisenhower, countermanded them on May 15th.
- Does that make you angry? What will it take to get the average apathetic American involved in saving his country
from such traitors at the top? Thirty years ago, amid the high popularity of Eisenhower, a book was written setting
out the political and moral philosophy; of Dwight David Eisenhower called, THE POLITICIAN, by Robert Welch. This year
is the 107th Anniversary of Eisenhower's birth in Denison, Texas on October 14, 1890, the son of Jacob David Eisenhower
and his wife Ida. Everyone is all excited about the celebration of this landmark in the history of "this American
patriot." Senator Robert Dole, in honor of the Commander of the American Death Camps, proposed that Washington's
Dulles Airport be renamed the Eisenhower Airport!
- The UNITED STATES MINT in Philadelphia, PA is actually issuing a special Eisenhower Centennial Silver Dollar
for only $25 each. They will only mint 4 million of these collector's items, and veteran's magazines are promoting
these coins under the slogan, "Remember the Man...Remember the Times..." Pardon me if I regurgitate!
- There will be some veterans who will not be buying these
coins. Two will be Col. James Mason and Col. Charles Beasley who were in the U.S. Army Medical Corps who published a paper
on the Eisenhower Death Camps in 1950. They stated in part:
- "Huddled close together for warmth, behind the barbed wire was a most awesome sight; nearly 100,000 haggard,
apathetic, dirty, gaunt, blank-staring men clad in dirty gray uniforms, and standing ankle deep in mud ... water was
a major problem, yet only 200 yards away the River Rhine was running bank-full."
- Another Veteran, who will not be buying any of the Eisenhower Silver
Dollars is Martin Brech of Mahopac, New York, a semi-retired professor of philosophy at Mercy College in Dobbs Ferry,
NY. In 1945, Brech was an 18 year old Private First Class in Company C of the 14th Infantry, assigned as a guard and
interpreter at the Eisenhower Death Camp at Andernach, along the Rhine River. He stated for SPOTLIGHT, February 12, 1990:
- "My protests (regarding treatment of the German
DEF'S) were met with hostility or indifference, and when I threw our ample rations to them over the barbed wire. I was
threatened, making it clear that it was our deliberate policy not to adequately feed them."
- "When they caught me throwing C- Rations over the fence, they
threatened me with imprisonment. One Captain told me that he would shoot me if he saw me again tossing food to the Germans
... Some of the men were really only boys 13 years of age...Some of the prisoners were old men drafted by Hitler in
his last ditch stand ... I understand that average weight of the prisoners at Andernach was 90 pounds...I have received
threats ... Nevertheless, this...has liberated me, for I may now be heard when I relate the horrible atrocity I witnessed
as a prison guard for one of 'Ike's death camps' along the Rhine." (Betty Lou Smith Hanson)
- Note: Remember the photo of Ike's West Point yearbook
picture when he was dubbed "IKE, THE TERRIBLE SWEDISH JEW"? By the way, he was next, or nearly so, to the last
in his class. This article was first printed in 1990, but we thought it was meaningful to reprint it now.
- Note: During Cadet Eisenhower's time at West Point Academy,
Eisenhower was summoned to the office of the headmaster and was asked some pointed questions. At the time, it was routine
procedure to test a cadet's blood to insure White racial integrity.
- Apparently, there was a question of Eisenhower's racial lineage and this was brought to
Eisenhower's attention by the headmaster. When asked if he was part Oriental, Eisenhower replied in the negative.
After some discussion, Eisenhower admitted having Jewish background. The headmaster then reportedly said, "That's
where you get your Oriental blood?" Although he was allowed to remain at the academy, word got around since this
was a time in history when non-Whites were not allowed into the academy. Note - The issue of Eisenhower's little-known
Jewish background in academically essential in understanding his psychopathic hatred of German men, women and children.
- Later, in Eisenhower's West Point Military Academy graduating
class yearbook, published in 1915, Eisenhower is identified as a "terrible Swedish Jew."
- Wherever Eisenhower went during his military career,
Eisenhower's Jewish background and secondary manifesting behavior was a concern to his fellow officers. During World War
II when Col. Eisenhower was working for Gen. Douglas MacArthur in the South Pacific, MacArthur protested to his superiors
in Washington (DC) that Eisenhower was incompetent and that he did not want Eisenhower on his staff.
- In 1943, Washington not only transferred Col. Eisenhower
to Europe but promoted him over more than 30 more experienced senior officers to five star general and placed him in charge
of all the US forces in Europe.
it comes as no surprise that General George Patton, a real Aryan warrior, hated Eisenhower.
- [Ed: Patton was keen to fight the Soviets, and reportedly kept some
German units ready to move against the Soviets...unsurprisingly he was killed; after the war, in a 'car crash,' just like
Lawrence of Arabia was conveniently bumped off, in a similar manner, for his 'pro-fascist' views].
- Finally, the truth about Ike. He was a zionist!, a racist! and a slaughterer
of innocents! He was always these things. And all anyone remembers is his famous quote "to beware of the military/industrial
complex." Like this knowledge means he was a great precient prophet, when he was really a part of the NWO and helped
set the US up for all that followed. The tooling jobs and industry started to leave the US in the early '50's, when
Ike got into power. It was Japan they were building. Notice the difference between the destruction of Japan and the quick
buildup of the Philipines and Japan and the Pacific the US took over, after the war of hegemony to steal the wealth
of the Pacific Rim and present day Afghanistan, Iraq etc., now that the zionists rule the 'world'. The zionist essence
is evil, destructive and self-destructive. Ike was a tool of the zionist evil essence.
POW's Diary Reveals More Of Ike's Holocaust
- Note - The following diary extract has been provided by the nephew of the author under the conditions we honor
his request for anonymity. -ed
- A transcript
of my Uncle's words...from my Mother's diary:
an American Jeep moved towards us and several American Soldiers surrounded us. There was no officer in charge, and
the first thing the 'Amis' did - they liberated us, I mean, from our few valuables, mainly rings and watches........ We
were now prisoners of war- no doubt about it!
first night we were herded into a barn, where we met about 100 men who shared the same fate. To make my story short, we
were finally transported to Fuerstenfeldbruck near Munich. Here we, who were gathered around Hermann, interrupted him
and gasped in dismay.
- Fuerstenfeldbruck had become
known to us as one of the most cruel POW camps in the American zone.
- Then my brother continued:
- Again we
were searched and had to surrender everything, even our field utensils, except a spoon. Here, in freezing temperature,
20,000 of us were squeezed together on the naked ground, without blanket or cover, exposed day and night to the winter
- For six days we received neither food
nor water! We used our spoons to catch drops of rain.
- We were surrounded by heavy tanks. During the night bright searchlights blinded us, so that sleep was impossible.
We napped from time to time, standing up and leaning against each other. It was keeping us warmer that sitting on
the frozen ground.
- Many of us were near collapse.
One of our comrades went mad, he jumped around wildly, wailing and whimpering. he was shot at once. His body was lying
on the ground, and we were not allowed to come near him. He was not he only one. Each suspicious movement caused the guards
to shoot into the crowd, and a few were always hit.
civilians, mainly women of the surrounding villages, tried to approach the camp to bring food and water for us prisoners.
they were chased away.
- Our German officers
could finally succeed to submit an official protest, particularly because of the deprivation of water. As a response,
a fire hose was thrown into the midst of the densely crowded prisoners and then turned on. Because of the high water pressure
the hose moved violently to and fro. Prisoners tumbled, fell, got up and ran again to catch a bit of water. In that
confusion the water went to waste, and the ground under us turned into slippery mud. All the while the 'Amis' watched
that spectacle, finding it very funny and most entertaining. They laughed at our predicament as hard as they could. Then
suddenly, they turned the water off again.
had not expected that the Americans would behave in such a manner. We could hardly believe it. War brutalizes human beings.
- One day later we were organized into groups of 400 men
.... We were to receive two cans of food for each man. This is how it was to be done: The prisoners had to run through
he slippery mud, and each one had to grab his two cans quickly, at the moment he passed the guards. One of my comrades
slipped and could not run fast enough, He was shot at once ....
- On May 10th , several truckloads of us were transported the the garrison of Ulm by the Danube..... As each man
jumped into the truck, a guard kicked him in the backbone with his rifle butt.
- We arrived in the city of Heilbronn by the Neckar, In the end we counted 240,000 men, who
lived on the naked ground and without cover.
and summer were mild this year, but we were starving. At 6;00 am we received coffee, at noon about a pint of soup and
100 grams of bread a day........
- The 'Amis'
gave us newspapers in German language, describing the terrors of the concentration camps. We did not believe any of it.
We figured the Americans only wanted to demoralize us further.
- The fields on which we lived belonged to the farmers of the area...soon nothing of the clover and other sprouting
greens were left, and the trees were barren. We had eaten each blade of grass.....
- In some camps there were Hungarian POW's. 15,000 of them. Mutiny against their officers
broke out twice amongst them. After the second mutiny the Americans decided to use German prisoners to govern the Hungarians.
Since the Hungarians were used as workers they were well fed. There was more food than they could eat. But when the
Germans asked the Americans for permission to bring the Hungarians' leftovers into the camps of the starving Germans,
it was denied. The Americans rather destroyed surplus food, than giving it to the Germans.
- Sometimes it happened that groups of our own men were gathered and transported away.
We presumed they were discharged to go home, and naturally, we wished to be among them. Much later we heard they were
sent to labor camps! My mother's cousin, feared that he would be drafted into the Hitler Youth SS, he volunteered
to the marines, in 1945 his unit was in Denmark. On April 20th they were captured by the Americans. his experience
in the POW camp was identical that of my brother's. They lived in open fields, did not receive and food and water the
first six days, and starved nearly to death. German wives and mothers who wanted to throw loaves of bread over the
fence, were chased off. The prisoners, just to have something to chew, scraped the bark from young trees. my cousins job
was to report each morning how many had died during the night. "and these were not just a few!" he adds
to his report he wrote me.
- It became known, that
the conditions in the POW camps in the American Zone were identical everywhere. We could therefore safely conclude,
that it was by intent and by orders from higher ups to starve the German POW's and we blamed General Eisenhower for it.
He, who was of German descent could not discern the evildoers during the Nazi time from our decent people. We held
that neglect of knowledge and understanding severely against him.
- I wish to quote the inscription on the grave stones of those of my German compatriots who have already passed
- We had to pass through
fire and through water. But now you have loosened our bonds.