Dresden Holocaust: Slaughter Of 500,000 German Civilians

Dresden Holocaust: Slaughter Of 500,000 German Civilians

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2-16-7

The Eddy Morrison reminds us of a real Holocaust...'destruction by fire'

 

On the 27th of last month, we were treated to the 62nd anniversary of the dubious 'liberation' of Auschwitz by the rampaging (raping, murdering, looting  butchering -ed) and half-drunk Red Army.

 

This date each year is the day we are forced by our Marxist-liberal government to acknowledge the fact that the Holocaust actually happened. 

 

Much has been written on this subject, and nowadays many questions have been, and are being, asked about the true nature of the 'Holocaust'.

 

Needless to say, in many countries, honest and open debate about the Holocaust is now suppressed due to Zionist-inspired anti-revisionist (or 'anti-hate') laws.

 

The alleged 'facts' of the Holocaust are written in stone and must never be questioned - or talked about other than as solid and accepted historical fact.

 

It is not the purpose of this article to examine whether Britain needs a Holocaust Day. The purpose is to show that there were many other Holocausts in the Second World War (and beyond and before that, too). These other Holocausts are mostly forgotten. Only the official 'Holocaust' is constantly pushed in our faces - and, I would claim, for essentially political reasons.

 

I could have written of many other Holocausts of which the facts are beyond question: the Hamburg firebombing; the atrocities in Cambodia under the Communist maniac Pol Pot; the 'Great Leap Forward' in China; the Katyn Forest Massacre (at first blamed on the Germans but later admitted to be the work of the Soviets) and many, many, many more - mostly now buried and forgotten.

 

There is one such Holocaust, however, which we in particular should remember: it was unforgivable and should never be forgotten - and it was one in which the blood was, at least partly, on Britain's hands.

 

The Dresden Holocaust was committed not by the awful Nazis, nor even by brutal Reds but by the so-called democratic freedom-loving allies, Britain and the USA. So, the next time you are faced with the accusation of 'Holocaust Denial', just mention the Dresden Holocaust.

 

An Act Of Terrorism

 

Sixty-Two years ago, on the evening of February 13, 1945, an orgy of genocide and barbarism began against a defenceless German city, one of the greatest cultural centres of Europe. Within less than 14 hours, not only was this city reduced to flaming ruins but an estimated quarter of its inhabitants, possibly as many as a quarter of a million, had perished in what was one of the worst massacres of all time. 

 

Toward the end of World War II, as Allied planes rained death and destruction over Germany, the old Saxon city of Dresden lay like an island of tranquillity amid an ocean of desolation. Famous mainly for its art and Baroque architecture and possessing no military value, Dresden had been spared the terror that descended from the skies over the rest of the country. 

 

In fact, little had been done to provide the ancient city of artists and craftsmen with anti-aircraft defences. One squadron of planes had been stationed in Dresden for a while, but the Luftwaffe decided to move the aircraft to another area where it was thought they would be of more use. A gentleman's agreement seemed to prevail, designating Dresden an 'open city'.

 

On Shrove Tuesday, February 13, 1945, a flood of refugees fleeing the Red Army 60 miles away had swollen the city's population to well over a million. Each new refugee brought fearful accounts of Soviet horrors and atrocities. Little did those refugees retreating from the red terror imagine that they themselves were about to die in a horror worse than anything Stalin could devise. 

 

Normally, a carnival atmosphere prevailed in Dresden on Shrove Tuesday. In 1945, however, the outlook was rather dismal. Houses everywhere overflowed with refugees, and thousands were forced to camp out in the streets shivering in the bitter cold. 

 

However, the people felt relatively safe; and although the mood was grim, the circus played to a full house that night as thousands came to forget for a moment the horrors of war. Bands of little girls paraded about in carnival dress in an effort to bolster waning spirits. Half-sad smiles greeted the laughing girls, but spirits were lifted. 

 

No one realized that in less than 24 hours many of those same innocent children would die screaming in Churchill's firestorms. But of course, no one could know that then. The Soviets, to be sure, were known to be savages, but at least the British were and Americans were thought to be 'honourable'.

 

So, when those first alarms signalled the start of 14 hours of hell, Dresden's people streamed dutifully into their shelters. But they did so without much enthusiasm, believing the alarms to be false, since their city had never been threatened from the air. Many would never come out alive, for that 'great democratic statesman' Winston Churchill, in collusion with that other 'great democratic statesman' Franklin D. Roosevelt, had decided that the city of Dresden was to be obliterated by saturation bombing. 

 

Political Motives

 

What where Churchill's motives? They appear to have been political rather than military. Historians unanimously agree that Dresden had no military value whatever. What industry it did have produced only cigarettes and china. But the Yalta Conference was coming up, in which the Soviets and their Western allies would sit down like ghouls to carve up the shattered corpse of Europe. Churchill wanted a trump card - a devastating thunderclap of Anglo-American annihilation with which to impress Stalin. 

 

That card was never played at Yalta, because bad weather delayed the originally scheduled raid. Yet Churchill insisted that the raid be carried out to "disrupt and confuse" the German civilian population behind the lines. 

 

Dresden's citizens barely had time to reach their shelters. The first bomb fell at 10:09 p.m. The attack lasted 24 minutes, leaving the inner city a raging sea of fire. Precision saturation bombing had created the desired firestorm. 

 

A firestorm is caused when hundreds of smaller fires join in one vast conflagration. Huge masses of air are sucked in to feed the inferno, causing an artificial tornado. Those persons unlucky enough to be caught in the rush of wind are hurled down entire streets into the flames. Those who seek refuge underground often suffocate, as oxygen is pulled from the air to feed the blaze, or they perish in a blast of white heat - heat intense enough to melt human flesh. 

 

Women And Children Targeted

 

One eyewitness who survived told of seeing "young women carrying babies running up and down the streets, their dresses and hair on fire, screaming until they fell down, or the collapsing buildings fell on top of them." 

 

There was a three-hour pause between the first and second raids. The lull had been calculated to lure civilians from their shelters into the open again. To escape the flames, tens of thousands of civilians had crowded into the Grosser Garten, a magnificent park nearly one and a half miles square.  The second raid came at 1:22 a.m., with no warning. Twice as many bombers returned, with a massive load of incendiary bombs. The second wave was designed to spread the raging firestorm into the Grosser Garten. 

 

It was a complete 'success'. Within a few minutes, a sheet of flame ripped across the grass, uprooting trees and littering the branches of others with everything from bicycles to human limbs. For days afterward, all these remains remained bizarrely strewn about as grim reminders of Allied sadism.  At the start of the second air assault, many were still huddled in tunnels and cellars, waiting for the fires of the first attack to die down.

 

At 1:30 a.m. an ominous rumble reached the ears of the commander of a Labour Service convoy sent into the city on a rescue mission. He described it this way:-  'The detonation shook the cellar walls. The sound of the explosions mingled with a new, stranger sound which seemed to come closer and closer, the sound of a thundering waterfall; it was the sound of the mighty tornado howling in the inner city.' 

 

Melting Human Flesh

 

Others, hiding below ground, died. But they died painlessly. They simply glowed bright orange and blue in the darkness. As the heat intensified, they either disintegrated into cinders or melted into a thick liquid often three or four feet deep in spots. 

 

Shortly after 10:30 on the morning of February 14th, the last raid swept over the city. This time it was the turn of the Americans. Their bombers pounded the rubble that had been Dresden for a steady 38 minutes. But this attack was not nearly as heavy as the first two. However, what distinguished this raid was the cold-blooded ruthlessness with which it was carried out.

 

US Mustangs (and their brave, heroic American pilots) appeared low over the city, strafing anything that moved, including a column of rescue vehicles rushing to the city to evacuate survivors. One strafing assault/massacre was aimed at the banks of the Elbe River, where refugees had huddled during the horrible night.

 

In the last year of the war, Dresden had become a hospital town. During the previous night's massacre, heroic nurses had dragged thousands of crippled patients to the Elbe. The low-flying Mustangs (and their brave, heroic American pilots) machine-gunned (butchered) those helpless patients, as well as thousands of old men, women and children who had escaped the city inferno. 

 

When the last plane left the sky, Dresden was a scorched ruin, its blackened streets filled with corpses. The city was spared no horror. A flock of vultures escaped from the zoo and fattened on the carnage. Rats swarmed over the piles of the dead.

 

A Swiss citizen described his visit to Dresden two weeks after the raid:-  'I could see torn-off arms and legs, mutilated torsos and heads which had been wrenched from their bodies and rolled away. In places the corpses were still lying so densely that I had to clear a path through them in order not to tread on arms and legs.' 

 

The death toll was staggering. The full extent of the Dresden Holocaust can be more readily grasped if one considers that well over 250,000 - and quite possibly as many as a half a million - persons died within a 14 hour period, whereas estimates of those who died at Hiroshima range from 90,000 to 140,000.* 

 

Allied apologists for the massacre have often 'twinned' Dresden with our own city of Coventry. But the 380 killed in Coventry during the entire war cannot begin to compare with perhaps 1,000 times that number who were slaughtered in 14 hours at Dresden. Moreover, Coventry was a centre of the motor and munitions industries, a legitimate military target. Dresden, on the other hand, produced nothing in those categories. 

 

As a comparison with the London Blitz - which I acknowledge was bad and showed the bravery of the London people, it should still be considered in the light of the destruction visited upon Dresden. In just one night, 16,000 acres of land were destroyed in the Dresden massacre, whereas London escaped with damage to only 600 acres during the entire war. 

 

As one ironic note, Dresden's only conceivable military targets, its railroad yards, were totally ignored by Allied bombers which were too busy concentrating on helpless old men, women and children.

 

If ever there was a war crime, then certainly the Dresden Holocaust ranks as one of the most sordid of all time.

 

Yet there are no movies made today condemning this fiendish slaughter; nor did any Allied airman - or Sir Winston - sit in the dock at Nuremberg. In fact, the Dresden airmen were actually awarded medals for their role in this mass murder. But, of course, they could not have been tried, because there were "only following orders." 

 

Churchill, who ordered the Dresden slaughter to appease Stalin, as we have seen, was knighted; and the rest is history. The cold-blooded sadism of the massacre, however, is brushed aside by Churchill's biographers, who still cannot bring themselves to tell how the desire of one madman to impress another one led to the mass-murder of up to a half million people. 

 

So, to repeat, when we talk about Holocausts and war crimes let us not forget Dresden, when fellow white men bombed into annihilation hundreds of thousands of other white men, women and children. Will we ever see a Dresden Memorial Day in Britain? I doubt it. 

 

* Although it will never be possible to obtain an exact count of the victims, a reasonable estimate can be adduced by taking the number of registered inhabitants of the city, doubling it by a factor of two-plus to account for undocumented refugees in the city at the time, and then extrapolating the number of dead from analogous instances in other German cities subjected to saturation bombing and aerial atrocity during World War II, notably Hamburg, Darmstadt and Pforzheim, inter alia. 

 

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The Allied Holocaust At DresdenBy Don Harkins

The Idaho Observer  4-22-3

http://proliberty.com/observer/

On Saturday afternoon of February, 14, 2003, my wife, another couple and their son and I arrived at the home of our dear friend Edda West near Nelson, B.C., Canada. We had dinner and spent the evening talking about a variety of things. When we decided to retire late that evening, we gave Edda a copy of the December edition of Current Concerns -- an opposition newspaper from Zurich, Switzerland.

 

When we awoke the next morning, the morning after the 58th anniversary of the Dresden bombing, Edda described how she had stayed up for hours reading the survivor account of the Dresden bombing in Current Concerns.

 

That morning turned out to be very special. We knew Edda had been born in Estonia in 1943 and had been transported in a wagon by her mother and grandmother all the way to Germany as they fled their country ahead of the Russians (who had established a pattern of murdering and brutalizing Estonians for centuries). What we didn't know was that she was a Dresden survivor.

 

For 45 minutes we were all captivated by the story this lovely, passionate woman related as she recounted the horrors of that day. Three years old at the time, she does not remember specifics -- only the horror that she relived over and over again in nightmares until she was 12. However, she lived with her mother and grandmother telling the stories and she retold many of them for us that morning.

 

I do not believe I have ever been so moved by a person's story in all my life.

 

When we got back home, I wrote a letter to Eva-Maria Fullner of Current Concerns (with whom The IO trades a subscription) and told her about this experience.

 

A few weeks later, Eva-Maria called and said she was in New York and wanted to come for a visit. She also asked if Edda could come.

 

We called Edda who was elated with the thought of coming down to meet Eva-Maria.

 

The time with Edda and Eva-Maria during the weekend of March 15 was a resumption of the morning of Feb. 15, but it lasted all weekend. We had these amazing conversations that were only interrupted by sleeping.

 

Edda wrote a 3,900-word surviver account of Dresden that can be found in the April edition of Current Concerns ( www.currentconcerns.ch ).

 

We will only excerpt from Edda's story, but we encourage everyone who wants to understand what really happened at Dresden to find the entire article at the website above and, while you are at it, take a look at the article from December as well.

 

Why? Because the Allies (this time called the Coalition) are about to reduce another large city to rubble and mass murder a lot of innocent people. We think it's important to know that pro-government historians are allowed to bury mass murder stories only when the survivors maintain their silence.

 

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The Dresden Bombing: An eyewitness account

 

by Edda West

 

My grandmother would always begin the story of Dresden by describing the clusters of red candle flares dropped by the first bombers, which like hundreds of Christmas trees, lit up the night sky - a sure sign it would be a big air raid. Then came the first wave of hundreds of British bombers that hit a little after 10 p.m. the night of February 13-14, 1945, followed by two more intense bombing raids by the British and Americans over the next 14 hours. History records it as the deadliest air attack of all time, delivering a death toll that exceeded the atomic blasts on Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

 

In 20 minutes of intense bombing, the city became an inferno. The second bombing raid came three hours after the first and was "intended to catch rescue workers, firefighters and fleeing inhabitants at their fullest exposure." Altogether, the British dropped nearly 3,000 tons of explosives that shattered roofs, walls, windows, whole buildings, and included hundreds of thousands of phosphorous incendiaries, which were small firebombs that sprinkled unquenchable fire into every crevasse they rolled into, igniting the inferno that turned Dresden into a "hurricane of flames."

 

By the time the Americans flew in for the third and last air raid, smoke from the burning city nearly obliterated visibility. One American pilot recollects, "We bombed from 26,000 feet and could barely see the ground because of clouds and long columns of black smoke. Not a single enemy gun was fired at either the American or British bombers."

 

The Americans dropped 800 tons of explosives and fire bombs in 11 minutes. Then, according to British historian David Irving in his book, The Destruction of Dresden, American P-51 fighter escorts dived to treetop level and strafed the city's fleeing refugees.

 

My grandmother described the horrific firestorm that raged like a hurricane and consumed the city. It seemed as if the very air was on fire. Thousands were killed by bomb blasts, but enormous, untold numbers were incinerated by the firestorm, an artificial tornado with winds of more than 100 miles an hour that "sucked up its victims and debris into its vortex and consumed oxygen with temperatures of 1,000 degrees centigrade."

 

Many days later, after the fires had died down, my grandmother walked through the city. What she saw was indescribable in any human language. But the suffering etched on her face and the depths of anguish reflecting in her eyes as she told the story bore witness to the ultimate horror of man's inhumanity to man and the stark obscenity of war.

 

Dresden, the capital of Saxony, a centre of art, theatre, music, museums and university life, resplendent with graceful architecture -- a place of beauty with lakes and gardens -- was now completely destroyed. The city burned for seven days and smoldered for weeks.

 

My grandmother saw the remains of masses of people who had desperately tried to escape the incinerating firestorm by jumping head first into the lakes and ponds. The parts of their bodies that were submerged in the water were still intact, while the parts that protruded above water were charred beyond human recognition. What she witnessed was a hell beyond human imagination; a holocaust of destruction that defies description.

 

It took more than three months just to bury the dead, with scores of thousands buried in mass graves. Irving wrote, "an air raid had wrecked a target so disastrously that there were not enough able-bodied survivors left to bury the dead."

 

Confusion and disorientation were so great from the mass deaths and the terror, that it was months before the real degree of devastation was understood and authorities, fearful of a typhus epidemic, cremated thousands of bodies in hastily erected pyres fueled by straw and wood.

 

German estimates of the dead ranged up to 220,000, but the completion of identification of the dead was halted by the Russian occupation of Dresden in May.

 

Elisabeth, who was a young woman of around 20 at the time of the Dresden bombing, has written memoirs for her children in which she describes what happened to her in Dresden. Seeking shelter in the basement of the house she lived in she writes, "Then the detonation of bombs started rocking the earth and in a great panic, everybody came rushing down. The attack lasted about half an hour. Our building and the immediate surrounding area had not been hit. Almost everybody went upstairs, thinking it was over but it was not. The worst was yet to come and when it did, it was pure hell. During the brief reprieve, the basement had filled with people seeking shelter, some of whom were wounded from bomb shrapnel.

 

"One soldier had a leg torn off. He was accompanied by a medic, who attended to him but he was screaming in pain and there was a lot of blood. There also was a wounded woman, her arm severed just below her shoulder and hanging by a piece of skin. A military medic was looking after her, but the bleeding was severe and the screams very frightening.

 

"Then the bombing began again. This time there was no pause between detonations and the rocking was so severe, we lost our balance, and were tossed around in the basement like a bunch of ragdolls. At times the basement walls were separated and lifted up. We could see the flashes of the fiery explosions outside. There were a lot of fire bombs and canisters of phosphorous being dumped everywhere. The phosphorus was a thick liquid that burned upon exposure to air and as it penetrated cracks in buildings, it burned wherever it leaked through. The fumes from it were poisonous. When it came leaking down the basement steps somebody yelled to grab a beer (there was some stored where we were), soak a cloth, a piece of your clothing, and press it over your mouth and nose. The panic was horrible. Everybody pushed, shoved and clawed to get a bottle.

 

"I had pulled off my underwear and soaked the cloth with the beer and pressed it over my nose and mouth. The heat in that basement was so severe it only took a few minutes to make that cloth bone dry. I was like a wild animal, protecting my supply of wetness. I don't like to remember that.

 

"The bombing continued. I tried bracing myself against a wall. That took the skin off my hands -- the wall was so hot. The last I remember of that night is losing my balance, holding onto somebody but falling and taking them too, with them falling on top of me. I felt something crack inside. While I lay there I had only one thought -- to keep thinking. As long as I know I'm thinking, I am alive, but at some point I lost consciousness.

 

"The next thing I remember is feeling terribly cold. I then realized I was lying on the ground, looking into the burning trees. It was daylight. There were animals screeching in some of them. Monkeys from the burning zoo. I started moving my legs and arms. It hurt a lot but I could move them. Feeling the pain told me that I was alive. I guess my movements were noticed by a soldier from the rescue and medical corps.

 

"The corps had been put into action all over the city and it was they who had opened the basement door from the outside. Taking all the bodies out of the burning building. Now they were looking for signs of life from any of us. I learned later that there had been over a hundred and seventy bodies taken out of that basement and twenty seven came back to life. I was one of them -- miraculously!

 

"They then attempted to take us out of the burning city to a hospital. The attempt was a gruesome experience. Not only were the buildings and the trees burning but so was the asphalt on the streets. For hours, the truck had to make a number of detours before getting beyond the chaos. But before the rescue vehicles could get the wounded to the hospitals, enemy planes bore down on us once more. We were hurriedly pulled off the trucks and placed under them. The planes dived at us with machine guns firing and dropped more fire bombs.

 

"The memory that has remained so vividly in my mind was seeing and hearing humans trapped, standing in the molten, burning asphalt like living torches, screaming for help which was impossible to give. At the time I was too numb to fully realize the atrocity of this scene but after I was 'safe' in the hospital, the impact of this and everything else threw me into a complete nervous breakdown. I had to be tied to my bed to prevent me from severely hurting myself physically. There I screamed for hours and hours behind a closed door while a nurse stayed at my bedside.

 

"I am amazed at how vivid all of this remains in my memory. (Elizabeth is in her late 70s at the time of this writing). It is like opening a floodgate. This horror stayed with me in my dreams for many years. I am grateful that I no longer have a feeling of fury and rage about any of these experiences any more -- just great compassion for everybody's pain, including my own.

 

"The Dresden experience has stayed with me very vividly through my entire life. The media later released that the number of people who died during the bombing was estimated in excess of two hundred and fifty thousand -- over a quarter of a million people. This was due to all the refugees who came fleeing from the Russians, and Dresden's reputation as a safe city. There were no air raid shelters there because of the Red Cross agreement.

 

"What happened with all the dead bodies? Most were left buried in the rubble. I think Dresden became one mass grave. It was not possible for the majority of these bodies to be identified. And therefore next of kin were never notified. Countless families were left with mothers, fathers, wives, children and siblings unaccounted for to this day." [end quote]

 

According to some historians, the question of who ordered the attack and why, has never been answered. To this day, no one has shed light on these two critical questions. Some think the answers may lie in unpublished papers of Franklin D. Roosevelt, Dwight Eisenhower, Winston Churchill and perhaps others. History reports that the British and American attack on Dresden left more than 2-1/2 times as many civilians dead as Britain suffered in all of World War II, and that one in every 5 Germans killed in the war died in the Dresden holocaust.

 

Some say the motive was to deliver the final blow to the German spirit -- that the psychological impact of the utter destruction of the heart centre of German history and culture would bring Germany to its knees once and for all.

 

Some say it was to test new weapons of mass destruction, the phosphorous incendiary bomb technology. Undoubtedly the need for control and power was at the root. The insatiable need of the dominators to exert control and power over a captive and fearful humanity is what drives acts of mass murder like the Dresden firebombing and Hiroshima.

 

I think there was also an additional hidden and cynical motive which may be why full disclosure of the Dresden bombing has been suppressed. The Allies knew full well that hundreds of thousands of refugees had migrated to Dresden in the belief that this was a safe destination and the Red Cross had been assured Dresden was not a target. The end of the war was clearly in sight at that point in time and an enormous mass of displaced humanity would have to be dealt with. What to do with all these people once the war ended? What better solution than the final solution? Why not kill three birds with one stone? By incinerating the city, along with a large percentage of its residents and refugees, the effectiveness of their new firebombs was successfully demonstrated. Awe and terror was struck in the German people, thereby accelerating the end of the war. And finally, the Dresden firebombing ensured the substantial reduction of a massive sea of unwanted humanity, thereby greatly lessening the looming burden and problem of postwar resettlement and restructuring.

 

We may never know what was in the psyche of those in power or all the motives that unleashed such horrific destruction of civilian life - the mass murder of a defenseless humanity who constituted no military threat whatsoever and whose only crime was to try to find relief and shelter from the ravages of war. Without the existence of any military justification for such an onslaught on helpless people, the Dresden firebombing can only be viewed as a hideous crime against humanity, waiting silently and invisibly for justice, for resolution and for healing in the collective psyches of the victims and the perpetrators.

 

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