Dear Jeff, Rixon and Holger,
I know you guys are rivals of a sort, but I love you all to bits and right now I’m in need of some real human contact. Last night I was attacked by three guys close to the junction of the Bockenheimer Lanstrassse and the Siesmayerstrasse (where I used to live with my ex-Frau, Helen). I have reason to believe that they meant to kill me for what I have written in defence of Ernst Zundel.
To cut a long story short, (and I have to because my hand is swollen) I’ve been fighting a long secret war with the German government these last 18 months over the Zundel Affair. I’m losing. I’m getting death threats again (2006-2007) phone rings, just breathing but I recognise the pattern. I’m at my wit’s end.
The government does not intend to harm me. They know they (legally) cannot touch me because I confront them with the truth.
The guys who came at me last night tried to:
a) slash my throat,
b) remove my fingers.
There were three of them. The guy in the middle came at me with a knife and another who leaped a car came at me with pliers. There was also a third who tried to strangle me.
The one with the knife shouted “Nazi”.
They also spoke French. I know French when I hear it.
I am 47 years old and not in the best of health. I am just an ordinary Englishman; I have no military training apart from four years in the Cub Scouts and three years skiving off rugby (and spending every Saturday morning in detention as a result).
Somehow, God help me, I put three young men in hospital last night.
They destroyed my spectacles and my right hand and also caused me to lose my briefcase with around 200 euros and a two pairs of Peek & Kloppenburg boxer shorts. But two of them need remedial dental treatment and the guy with the knife needs a new nose.
I have reported this to the police as a murder attempt (the second in 1997, the Brits tried to take me out prior to my investigations in Kenya). I have to leave Germany. I need to pull all of my URLs published at Rense, TTS, and GLF (and Lew Rockwell, Onlinejournal, etc). I’m thinking of going to Switzerland. Please pull everything I have written. If you need URLs, I’ll supply them.
This message has taken me almost 120 minutes to write. Every fucking letter is causing me enormous pain. Please remove all my online work.
I’ll be in touch.