VT Exclusive: Nazi UFOs, The Plot Thickens!

Note: As I was polishing the final draft on Ernst’s opinion piece below, guess what? On the world’s ET message board, at Wiltshire, there appeared on August 27, 2016, a spectacular stylized swastika. Take a look! … Ingrid Zündel

There’s folkish wisdom in the saying: “If you slip on a banana peel, don’t blame the Jews.”

An artifact of the above, widely practiced by even the most open-minded of our Internetters, is the unspoken dictum: “If you slip on a banana peel, be sure to blame the Nazis!”

by Ingrid Zundel

The Nazis, as the West’s obligatory punching bags, are always a sure bet. That’s how one can put oneself in the company of the Forever Righteous Ones and get oneself a tree planted with one’s name in the thriving Marxist statelet in what used to be called Palestine.

A judge, no less, named Michael Shrimpton, referred to sometimes facetiously as “the Shrimp” in commentaries on VT, claims that a shadowy organization is planning big mischief. And wouldn’t you know it? It’s the Nazis again! Three generations ago, the bloodiest war in history was unleashed on the savages to finish them off, once and for all – but there they are, resurrected!

Since the world’s democracies have just about run out of original rogues, this time it’s the UFO Nazis. We are talking about those who were transferred out of the ruins of a beaten, smoking Germany at the end of and after the war. With some imagination, you can spot them on the Net – they are tall; they are blond; they are white; and they are in–your–face with their own race and ancestry. According to today’s politically correct etiquette, all of these telltale features are suspect.

Ever heard about their Ahnenerbe? That is a term that’s very chic to use. It means that they insist their genes store hidden powers of defense they know how to tap into against those they consider their foes. Shrimpton derisively calls them “the Huns” – a term coined by the British War Propaganda agencies of World War I. Ethnic slurs are extremely useful as political weapons. They can and do survive a century!

There are plenty of stories around about the UFO Nazis to chill you. The Internet is full of it; they are in a category all by themselves, and tomorrow if not sooner they are going to, yet one more time, try to enslave the world.

Didn’t we – the blameless ones, the good guys, filled to the rim with moral rectitude, rally the rest of the nations worldwide and in pitiless warfare send them and their offspring to the very pits of hell? And now they have the chutzpah to show their visages again?

There is earnest talk on the Net that a brand new Nazi disaster is looming. It’s called the Fourth Reich, and you better watch out. There is dark talk about tunnels and lairs as well as clandestine submarine action about which the rest of the West is carefully kept in the dark.

Some of our better minds who follow urban lore are curious about just what is really going on. Ingrid had a little note from Gordon Duff, Chief Editor of VT, an Internet contact she values not just for his spectacular intel connections but his unorthodox ways to get to the bottom of issues. She passed it on to me:

“What can Ernst talk about?”

As one of the West’s undeclared political hostages still being held in Germany, what can I really talk about within the mental gulag that is the Europe of today? Well, I suppose I can talk about my politically incorrect past which got me into plenty of misfortune. The Zündel UFO stories are in the public domain, as are my early airbrush renderings of various UFOs of Nazi origin. There is hardly a UFO book or film of that era that doesn’t feature them.

“DVD” doesn’t exist

Let me take a new look at some old ones and tell you what I know – and what I still suspect. One of Ingrid’s VT colleagues who write for VT mentioned a book he asked for my opinion as to its claimed veracity. It’s called Spyhunter, authored by the above-referenced Judge Shrimpton. I tried to read it in pdf format but gave up after just a few chapters. Ingrid does not have a high opinion of the chap, he being a particularly nasty German basher. But his hypothesis of Nazi villainy of classic vintage resurrected intrigued us both, so we made an honest effort to see what the Shrimp has to say.

This author stipulates that there exists a Nazi outfit, founded in 1928, still active, highly structured, with evil tentacles worldwide, operating shadowy where you would least expect to run into a Nazi. This secret outfit, claims the author, exists as Deutsches Verteidigungs Dienst – abbreviated, “DVD.”

Well, now – let’s see. Let’s analyze this acronym. We start with the assumption that Germans are old-fashioned. To no one’s great surprise, the Third Reich Germans were badly out of touch with Marxist gender sentiment that levels all sexual distinctions. Those Aryans of yore had proper gender titles even for their nouns, to which the latter-day Germans still stubbornly adhere.

The English language cannot hold a candle to old-fashioned German grammar. Without getting my readers entangled in convoluted intricacies of Germanic Grammarian Gender – now there’s an acronym for you that ought to make you smile! – let me explain the bare basics.

The English use one bland, all-purpose “the” in front of a noun – whereas the Germans have three: male, female, and neutral. Germans like genders to be orderly and proper. Der Mond. Die, Sonne. Das Weltall – where Nazi UFOs allegedly soar. Furthermore, German gender even controls adjective suffixes preceding a noun, depending on when and where they are placed.

Ingrid took one look at the source on which the Shrimpton acronym is based and knew in an instant that what she saw was sloppy German – a clumsy imitation pretending to pass for the real McCoy:

“See, Ernst? Right there! Two errors in three words! The noun Dienst requires the male article der – as in der Mann, die Frau, das Kind. Das Dienst? That’s laughable! It’s der Dienst if you please!”

Shrimpton’s acronym exposing transgender German is a dead giveaway up front – and please don’t miss the compound noun Verteidigungsdienst, which must be a contraction, but isn’t in Shrimpton’s suspect acronym. If you object that such a teensy-weensy error should not be held against a British barrister whose hobby is to smear the Germans, then you misjudge the very essence of what nature crafted and Aryans perfected — namely a cultured lifestyle. Ingrid concludes that the Shrimp doesn’t know what he is talking about. By bowdlerizing German so disgracefully, he has just advertised his ignorance for all the world to see.

Not only that:

In Chapter 20, subtitled “UFO,” Schmierfink has decided to incriminate not only Nazis generally but me by name and pedigree. My last name is Zündel – with Umlaut. Two dots above the “u”. What does he write? “… Dipl-Ing Ernst Zindel … designed the Ju 52 transport, the Ju 87 Stuka and the Ju 88 dive bomber/night fighter, yet after 1945 was a ‘guest lecturer’ at the Technical Academy at Mulheim. No doubt he was, but what was he doing the rest of the time?”

Donnerwetter! What a prodigy I must have been! In 1945 I was barefoot, starving six-year-old guarding our precious family goats on whose milk our family of six – our mother and five of us kids – depended to keep us from starving to death. Ingrid tells me that she has seen similar claims by otherwise “scholarly” UFO authors who insist I was part of the Paperclip booty– those gifted Hitler scientists who were brought to America to jump-start the USA’s early space program.

And here is the clincher:

Shrimpton pinpoints Nazis’ shady trickeries still haunting our planet as having had its start in 1928. At that time, there existed indeed a Weimar-like organization whose function was counterintelligence. The Weimar Republic, a politically corrupt interim government put in place after Imperial Germany collapsed, was saved from a Bolshevik take-over just in the nick of time by an old-fashioned German General, Hans von Seeckt, a soldier of the Imperial Prussian Army.

In those years, the Weimar Republic’s military mind was von Seeckt. He created a counterintelligence agency called the Abwehr – translated, Defense – to shield Germany against spies, infiltrators, and traitors from within. It was an internal security agency like the FBI or the CIC/Counterintelligence Corps.

Germans really aren’t suited by nature for spying. They consider that activity dirty, dishonest, and disgusting. To be detailed into an espionage outfit was considered guaranteed career suicide.

At any rate, we can assume, the dire circumstances of those years convinced von Seekct that he should reconsider. During the Weimar Republic, this agency was headed by some bureaucrat/functionary whose name I can’t recall. A brief reprieve resulted after von Seeckt’s fabled Freikorps units of volunteers had stabilized the situation at the borders and inside Germany proper by creating the Reichswehr – a small professional army of 100,000 men allowed by the Treaty of Versailles – which otherwise forbade the Germans from having tanks, air forces, submarines, and heavy weapons.

As part of the various emergency measures von Seeckt put in place, he did create this provisional internal spy system, which became known as the Abwehr. It seems that three generations later Shrimpton’s hyperactive imagination created a brand new Nazi scarecrow out of the Abwehr’s one-time existence.

Here is the gist of the facts on the ground. One might endlessly debate about some of the political half-measures of those massively chaotic years, the sad truth is that von Seeckt’s generals next made a secret pact with Bolshevik Russia, then run by Bronstein/Trotzki, Lenin, Stalin, and others of its ilk.

This treaty allowed the Germans a huge military base south of Moscow, large enough to build their own airfields, aircraft manufacturing plants, tank factories, hands-on training facilities on heavy weapons, etc. Tens of thousands of Weimar Republic Reichswehr’s military men were rotated through these secret military base facilities, receiving hands-on live fire and other military training.

This was a godsend for the Bolsheviks because now they could see all this German equipment up close and spy on the latest top-secret German military hardware. This helped them tremendously in their own military development later on.

It also allowed the Soviet secret police to send in “comfort girls” for the lonely elite German officers, which they housed in bordello-like villas. The Soviets filmed and photographed their sexcapades – and in no time at all, the Soviets had gathered miles of sexually incriminating film and other evidence, which they subsequently used to blackmail this German elite for decades in peacetime and well into the war against the Soviets later on.

Sounds familiar?

This Soviet blackmail of the Abwehr business came to an end with Hitler’s emergence as an authoritarian but much-admired leader. In 1935, Hitler unilaterally canceled this covert German-Soviet military training cooperation agreement. This story is not exactly one of which a still-struggling Germany could claim to be proud.

One might think of excuses due to the chaos of those years, but still – what happened was un-German and cost Germany dearly in years and decades to come.

Traitors Canaris and Gehlen

Spin back a few short years – and then forward. After Hitler took control and consolidated his power, Admiral Wilhelm Canaris was appointed Abwehr Chief by Hitler.

Canaris was a monarchist-type German, not ideologically committed to the national-socialist agenda then put in place. Secretly, Canaris stood in opposition to Hitler’s ideology and aims.

A minor Abwehr official called Gehlen moved slowly up in the ranks until he was responsible for the important sub-section Fremde Heere Ost/ Alien Armies East whose function was to identify Soviet troops’ disposition and concentrations in the East in front of the German lines. Gehlen at the time was an unknown underling – a mere cog in the machinery of the Abwehr – until war came. Only at that time, Canaris appointed Gehlen to head the very important section Fremde Heere Ost to keep an eye on Soviet divisions that were facing the Wehrmacht in Russia.

Off and on, Hitler’s government tried to cleanse these Abwehr services and their internal spying webs, but there is massive evidence that the Hitler regime never quite succeeded in its efforts. Sleeper agents remained in place and did their damage in the shadows.

This is where Gehlen’s treason comes in. By not identifying many Soviet Divisions in a timely fashion, and not alerting the German leadership and military to the danger posed by these Soviet divisions, especially in the later years at Kursk and Staligrad, the Wehrmacht was blindsided by powerful Soviet elite troops that were coming at them from Siberia. Thus, they were overwhelmed by sheer numbers, and Kursk and Stalingrad were lost – and with it, World War II.

Canaris and Gehlen were the traitors responsible for this series of hideous disasters that turned the tide of war. All kinds of books have been written since the end of the war about Gehlen and his organization’s treasonous activities against Hitler’s regime and, thus, Germany. Canaris, Gehlen’s boss, was finally discovered and exposed to be sabotaging the German war effort. He was arrested and convicted of treason – and strangled to death. His execution took place while the war still raged on.

Gehlen was never found out during the war. His role only emerged after the war and has been whitewashed by the Allies and the regime they set up in post-war Germany. Naturally, the Western Allies loved Gehlen’s treacherous activities and made him their trusted agent – tasked with setting up their post-WWII spy agencies in West Germany and integrating their still existing networks for Allied benefit.

The name Abwehr ceased to exist in 1945, banished by the Allies.

That is the thumbnail sketch of what the Abwehr really was and how it fit into the then-existing geopolitical landscape. It has since been clearly established that the Abwehr apparatus was working against the then German/Nazi government’s interests for years, sabotaging many plans and initiatives. The Dulles brothers and the OSS, the forerunner of the OSI of Wild Bill Donovan’s ill fame were the contacts and liaison people out of Bern, Switzerland, with links to Canaris-Gehlen and other German traitors.

This unsavory Abwehr situation undoubtedly produced all these thousands of Germans who subsequently acted as leakers, traitors, and spies – which made Germany lose the war in Russia by massive treason and spies in their own midst, due mainly to much of Germany’s elite compromised by sexual blackmail.

In summary, the Abwehr was, in fact, a Weimar Republic Masonic outfit, from its inception constantly ruining Germany’s national interests. It was manipulated and utilized by an international cabal of Gentile and Jewish High Finance – the Schiffs, the Warburgs, the Rothschilds et al – at a time of enormous upheaval in Europe. This can best be illustrated by how Schiff and Kuhn-Loeb, Kerenski, Lenin, Trotzki, Stalin, Litvinov and others were financed and protected by this cabal of killers and thugs, cutthroats and bank robbers that were a curse upon all of the civilized West.

Weimar Germany had so many traitors and Marxist revolutionaries agitating and infiltrating all of German society from 1917-1933 that it was nearly as much victimized as Russia and other European nations from 1918 on – until Hitler seized power away from them and won a short reprieve of peace. From its inception, these selfish aristocratic and financial elite traitors stood in clandestine opposition to the emerging Nazi regime. The Abwehr outfit, staffed and run by traitors, had much in common with treasonous elements still troubling the CIA in our times.

Thus, Shrimpton is clearly out to lunch by re-christening the Abwehr and, by way of deception, making it an “enduring” Nazi spy outfit. In Marxist fashion, he stands history right on its head. Appropriating a traitorous agitating outfit, largely anti-German to begin with, the fabulating Shrimp changes its name, invents a new ghost of long-forgotten years of the “Hun’s” duplicitous nature, and peddles it to latter-day generations of Internet UFO readers as something to be feared. He calls it a “DVD.”

“DVD” doesn’t exist. Never has.

I never heard of such an outfit in my life. We can safely dispense with Spyhunter as a reliable source to verify the existence of a mysterious Nazi-liaised entity alleged to be planet-wide, deeply embedded in traditional political establishments and NGO organizations, and bent and determined to do us all in. It’s a figment of Shrimpton’s feverish imagination. It had no significant budget, which would have been in the hundreds of millions, and no organizational structure. Shrimpton German-bashing brainchild, Spyhunter, endlessly winding itself around its own fictitious inanities, is boring and shamefully inaccurate twaddle.

I’ll go a step further. I believe it is likely that Spyhunter is a deliberate disinformation campaign still usefully employed by our current CIA. A child would know that the Allies would have known about this Super-German NSA-like agency and controlled it like everything else they did then – and since – just as they do today when the NSA admittedly bugs the private “Handy” of Angela Merkel, America’s most loyal and devoted ally in Europe.

There are other authors, such as, for instance, Joseph Farrell, Peter Levenda, several underground/underwater Polish explorers, and maybe even Stephen Greer and VT’s Preston James, as well as specialized UFO aficionados like Catherine Austin Fitts and Alexandra Bruce who should be taken seriously, but not the way you think. The premise from which they start writing is faulty.

They all start with the assumption of Nazis as demonic by nature. That this Western Weltbild is a psychological false flag is too alien for them to even entertain as a possibility, much less to revise. It’s like asking a Christian to revise the image of Satan. No wonder Historical revisionists, especially Holocaust Revisionists, have such a tough time!

These authors have done prodigious research about a global mystery that does, in fact, exist. We’re talking about scientifically sophisticated space vehicles, piloted by what are called “ETs” that fly at an uncanny speed and seem to take a peculiar interest in what is happening on Planet Earth, specifically our military programs.

These mostly American writers have drawn some provocative, vexing conclusions – for instance, that there exist on-planet and off-planet “break-away societies” that seem upsettingly authoritarian.

These authors aren’t fools. They have a great deal of value to say, but they lean, in my opinion, too much on esoteric fairytales and what spy services would like them to believe – and spread! – to divert us from serious research and very serious issues like US space programs by Nazis, alleged moon and Mars bases by Nazis, revenge plots by Nazis, and other such topics of geopolitical interest.

Take Dr. Joseph Farrell, for instance. He talks about a “bifurcation” within existing elites that happened fairly recently – where orthodox seekers of power – i.e. the “Globalists” – now find themselves in competition with hoary Nazi outfits who also strive for power for selfish ends by tightening the choke hold on us all.

These writers sense, correctly, that something must be going on that looks and feels “Fourth Reich” – and, therefore, devilish. They sense that someone is out there – but where? And why? What is there we don’t know – but should know?

That is where the second part of my essay comes in – why I must take a stand yet one more time for Truth in History. I’m giving you the benefit of my experience as well as my conclusions about those viciously besmirched yet envied space contraptions called Nazi UFOs.

I claim with some admittedly mixed feelings to have accrued some Nazi-UFO credentials that are unique in urban lore. Among some other things that caused me grief in later life, here is what started it all.

German Secret Weapons

In the exuberance of youth as a new emigré to Canada, I published about half a dozen speculative paperbacks on Nazi UFOs. That topic was widespread when I first came to Montreal, a 19-year-old Expat out of the ruins of Germany. It was briskly debated among the post-war European Expats – and in the Canadian media at large – and proved to be my training vehicle in public speaking, because my audiences could never get enough.

My modest booklets, many emblazoned with a swastika and question mark, got me onto hundreds of radio and television talk shows all across Canada and the Continental USA as a budding populist and spokesman on behalf of my ever more demonized kin.

While I was honing my political assets in the late 1950s and all of 1960, Canada was rife with stories about a group of German scientists who had left the Third Reich during and after the war. Rumor had it that these scientists were at first hiding out in South America, then moving to Antarctica, and in no time at all to off-planet places such as Mars and to the backside of the moon.

Unlike most new arrivals from Europe who struggled for financial subsistence, I had a marketable skill as an accomplished graphic artist and, thus, the means to follow my dreams wherever fancy took me. I was a willing captive to those heroic, mesmerizing stories about mysterious UFOs of Nazi origin.

I met many former greats of national-socialist lore and listened to their tales with rapture. For years, I corresponded with many of them. Over time, I met many more – such as the Huntsville Wernher von Braun Paperclip Germans. I had long conversations with them in their homes. These gifted rocket scientists had credible, precise ways to illustrate what they were doing and where they were going to go – namely out into space without limits. In their opinion, the Allies did not even have a clue, about their pedestrian research, much less the scientific tools, much less the cosmic vision.

For me, that was a sweet getting-even of sorts on behalf of my vilified Expats who, in my own mind, now depended on me and my political vigor to set the record straight about Germany’s true role and goal in World War II — with its eyes on the star-studded heavens.

The Sixties, Seventies, and even early Eighties were still those years when you could speak your mind on Third Reich Germany’s scientific brilliance without having to look over your shoulder. It was all in good fun – my modest booklets on German Secret Weapons were wildly popular for years, and very lucrative in a global niche market. I sold many, many thousands worldwide.

I was invited to fancy Star Trek conventions and other UFO events to advertise my special brand, and no one took any offense. Hard to believe in today’s censorious climate, isn’t it? For instance, during one Star Trek convention in of all places Manhattan, I gave 13 detailed Radio, TV and print interviews in three days, eventually losing my voice!

I stopped the production of my “secret weapons” publications because I got mired down in other, more serious topics presumed to be in the politically incorrect vein. I don’t need to tell you the details – they are all on the Net, for the asking. Once, the Canadian-style Zionist Marxists fixed a malevolent eye on my hobby, I was forced to fight long, costly legal battles about some contentious historical claims that they themselves had cooked up. The rest is history. And isn’t it ironic that it was those mischievous Zündel Nazi UFOs that financed and indirectly helped launch the research juggernaut we now know as Holocaust Revisionism? Sweet irony!

As we all know and are never allowed to forget, that branch of scientific research is now off-limits to be talked about in most Marxist-controlled Western countries parading as “democracies”- in fact, research activities, as well as unpopular writings, are labeled as a “criminal offense” in Israel, Germany, Austria, France, Switzerland, Italy, and Spain.

As a result of my high-profile activities as a political maverick discussing awkward topics the powers that be wished to keep under wraps, I soon drew deadly fire from certain politically well-entrenched quarters. Those bipeds – if you can call them that – will cloak themselves as universal saviors and virtuous humanitarians shrieking “Racists!” as loudly as they can to make our European-descent Expats who founded this Continent scurry like frightened rabbits.

Well, I was white. I was proud; and I was not about to tuck tail and run like so many of my later marginal co-Expats, who got out of the kitchen because they could not take the heat. As a result, I was pretty much alone politically once I was criminally charged with having “… spread false news” about some Canadian Zionist Marxists who headed an organization to cash in on the war that we lost – not thanks to any lack of righteousness of Cause or valor on our part, but due to being outgunned and simply outnumbered in that disastrous conflagration now known as World War II.

But be that as it may, in the early and mid-1980s, several global headline-making trials resulted, and life for me was never again quite the same. During those trials, I was assisted by some of these scientific German rocket scientists whom I had in the meantime befriended.

Over the years, I had cultivated many a Nazi-UFO contact while still in Canada, and still fairly free of the venom I had to deal with later on. I enjoyed corresponding with Landig, for instance, an Australian fiction writer, who portrayed Antarctic Nazi UFOs in believable prose in his novels. I personally knew and had friendly contact with some of the most famous secret weapons designers of World War II, many of whom assisted me in securing historical documents of great value in my celebrated court cases that I had to fight while living in the diaspora in Canada for over 40 years.

Never once was I charged, much less convicted, of “hate.” I was charged and hounded through the courts of Canada for “spreading false news” – as one of my defense witnesses put it “… just like the weatherman and Santa Claus.” I won this particular struggle in the Supreme Court of Canada after 9 ½ years of litigation – not that it made the slightest dent in my continued persecution and legal prosecution, because four days after that stunning victory, I was charged by Canadian Zionist zealots all over again!

I cherished and still cherish those friendships. These “Paperclip Nazis” were the finest Third Reich rocket scientists who were employed alongside Wernher von Braun in Huntsville, Alabama and elsewhere in the USA and Canada. They willingly worked for their American captors and new benefactors with not a shred of malice in their hearts. Thanks to their expertise and dedication, NASA became the space jewel it was – and sadly, no longer is. For them, space science came first. These were our bygone era’s Wunderkinder who at the time designed the Saturn V moon rockets, the Atlas and other heavy-lift US space hardware, and similar military projects. As former enemies, they could have sabotaged the West. They didn’t.

I spent many hours in various homes in upper-middle-class Huntsville, where we discussed what had been accomplished in Germany in areas of space exploration and what was still on the drawing boards when World War II drew to a close. For instance, the Third Reich government had plans for a floating space station for 1947-48. Space satellites were on the drawing boards as well and worked on. Even space suits were being tested of Walrus hide because of its unbreakable but stretchable qualities. Today, the Internet is teeming with these “Nazi UFOs in Space” stories – magnificent productions thanks to advanced technology they helped create and perfect.

One afternoon while visiting in Huntsville, I was shown the original 75,000 word German-English technical dictionary, six or so inches thick, specifically created for US industries right after the war in order to exploit Third-Reich rocket and space technology developed in Germany and in the Eastern countries then still in German hands. In the company by these gifted German scientists, I never felt the slightest hostility against their former adversaries, the Western style Allies who had been suckered into a deadly war by largely fabricated Marxist fairytales.

What they were doing would benefit a spectacular future to come – not only for our Western civilization but for mankind in general. Their genuine goodwill was palpable, as was their understanding of the destructive Marxist/Communist spirit in our era that is now is taking down the West. These brilliant scientists made me appreciate the magic of German space exploration – what had been done so far, and what was still expected to be done – although their homeland lay in ruins and Marxists rose like demons from the ashes and started burrowing into the governments’ innards all over the Aryan West.

I would guess that no one still living has been as close to those Paperclip geniuses on a personal level as I have. The friendly ambiance around those gifted scientists, the topics and the secrets that they shared with me were some of the most enriching and meaningful experiences of my life.

Dr. Oberth, for instance, whom I met only via voluminous correspondence, was particularly close to me and my ethnic crusade, as was Dr. Arthur Rudolf, who was later victimized by the OSI, a vengeful US- Marxist outfit.

This aging scientist would find himself bashed viciously in print and on the air. He was later arrested and incarcerated in Canada. My young lady attorney, Barbara Kulaszka, succeeded in getting the elderly genius, chief designer and engineer of those fabulous Saturn moon rockets, out on bail, and I would spend many a lunch or dinner hour with him and his wife, discussing his work and his outlook on a beneficial, nature-oriented future for mankind in space.

For his enormous contribution to all mankind, this man was shamefully deported from Canada as a “war criminal.” He died a few years later in Germany and is now largely forgotten.

Little known to the public at the time was the additional financial and moral support I received from my Paperclip friends and their female counterparts in Germany such as, for instance, Leni Riefenstahl, Hanna Reitsch, and Winifred Wagner.

Once I became persona non grata politically and was being strangled, Marxist-fashion, by costly legal shackles where historical truth was not a defense, these gifted scientists and their friends would financially support my endeavors.

They respected my serious research as well as my quietly flamboyant outreach in clearing Germany of false atrocity claims. Among themselves, they would collect donations to help offset my court costs and courier the money to me the next day.

The rumor eventually sprang up that it was “Nazi gold” that financed my trials, but that is not true – wish it were! In addition to my Huntsville connection, it was largely little old ladies in running shoes worldwide who had lost fathers, husbands, brothers, sons, and lovers on the Eastern Front – who understood why the Cause of giving honor back to Germany became ever more sacred to me.

I had found my life’s purpose. It consumed my every waking hour. For decades. But I am getting ahead of myself. Let me not lose sight of Ingrid’s VT friends’ concerns as stated and implied:

• First, is it possible that there exists an underground, super-secret German spy agency similar to the CIA or NSA that survived the war, which is now taking care of “Nazi interests” globally?

• Second, and more importantly: Should we not fear that some of these off-planet scientists’ descendants – assuming there are any still around – now interface with sympathetic earth-bound entities in mutual assistance programs, perhaps sharing advanced technology in exchange for political protection?

• And third, let’s put the snake right on the table – can these demonic “Nazis” our Western mainstream media has burned into our brains as utterly beyond redemption ever again be fully trusted? God may forbid that such a “Fourth Reich” force exists – but if it exists, is it to be feared by all mankind as the ultimate threat to the globe?

You asked for my opinion, and I am giving it to you. For my own safety I must stress that what I say is merely conjecture, but based on my intimate knowledge of the soul essence of those scientific geniuses I once knew. I also want to state with emphasis that I don’t get any privileged intelligence briefings from Mars or from the dark side of the moon – or elsewhere. But now, after seven years of incarceration in six prisons in three countries on two continents, I am allowed a limited version of “freedom.” I do get many visitors – authors, researchers, publishers, politicians, police investigators – you name it. They tell me things. I listen.

I take it for granted that, independent of the Paperclip scientists who stayed on Earth and did their work on Earth, there was a substantial scientific national-socialist substratum that survived the war and left defeated Germany, settling elsewhere, eventually maybe even off-planet. The breadcrumbs for such a clandestine post-war development are all over the net in ever more documentaries out of Russia, and Poland – but especially the USA.

There was indeed an orderly, organized retreat of top-level German scientists and name-recognition political leaders, collectively known as the Absatzbewegung – nothing to do with the Abwehr! – in the last years of war and after the war – first in submarines to Latin America, then on into the icy depths of unexplored Antarctica, and maybe eventually even off-planet places to preserve for posterity some of the innovations and discoveries initiated in the spectacular early days of the Third Reich. Based on my numerous contacts in the early post-war era with people in the know, as well as careful research since, I know this for a fact.

And just think of what was accomplished before this gifted scientist had to leave! Six years of peace is all they had – and look at the results! Countless documents, most classified but some in the public domain, as well as credible witness stories, bear out that they made extraordinary contributions of benefit in our times. It gives me comfort thinking our planetary Expat brothers of Third Reich vintage are “out there” to this day.

Do they have revenge on their brains against earthlings, as our post-WWII Marxist scribblers have made us believe? I don’t think so. In our savagely politically correct era, I can only speak in generalities. I have never been contacted by any off-planet Expats with details, and I have no idea if there is any action plan that would give cause to have our Marxist power structure tremble in their socks. I can only give you my conclusions knowing what I know of the Allied-captured scientists that I knew – where they would, and did, focus their professional priorities.

Let me explain with an analogy to give you a comparison. I speak of feudal times – that European era of centuries ago when our forebears, driven off their native soil by dire political wrongs, were forced to settle elsewhere. What did they do? They abandoned a feudal political system that had been cruel and abusive to them. They had no choice in the matter. They found themselves another place to stay. They emigrated there.

Did they spend the next three generations planning a pitiless comeback to finish off the European Royals who had done them so much harm? Of course not. Why would they? Why waste their own offspring on wars of revenge? They did what Aryans do – they looked forward. They took in the measure of an entire continent from sea to shining sea, and they beheld its possibilities.

They next devised a geopolitical system that was a novelty for its own times. Unheard of. Providentially conceived. A Nation of Laws. A Constitution with its built-in checks and balances. Amendments such as the freedom to speak and assemble. The right to face your accuser. The right to bear arms. The right to be free from bodily seizure. The right to vote a government in, and to vote a government out. In short, they created a magnificent prototype – the United States of America as it has since become known. Their system in its era was a marvel to behold and emulate – until the Marxists were allowed in to ruin it. That’s what we experience today.

That blueprint for such an achievement was in their magnanimous genes. It’s called their Ahnenerbe – the genetic bequest of our forebears, long dead, to fulfill our people’s destiny, to never stop until they storm the heavens as destined conquerors from the earth.

Here’s what is important to know:

Our mythical space relatives, who – driven out of Europe – allegedly chose a new home for themselves and their offspring off-planet, had a head start on us earthlings – for two reasons. They did not have to be assaulted by a harmful Marxist ideology that strikes down the best in order to cuddle the scum – and, just as importantly, they were genetically related people who packed their core values to take on their long voyage with practically no interference from strangers.

What might they have found? A sparkling new frontier. Just think of the Cosmos – with its unlimited reach and ample opportunities. And this time it’s not hoes and spades and horse-and-buggy times – it’s rescued blueprints from a nascent system that was to be applied to worlds to come that we can barely fathom – new concepts of a way of life so novel and spectacular it takes our breath away.

Free energy. Longevity. Unlimited vitality to improvise, invent, create, and improve. Why would they waste themselves plotting and scheming to destroy? They would much rather fashion living space precisely to their liking. They wouldn’t yammer the past into frazzles with the help of rapacious grievance committees and such – demanding restitution payments forever for “crimes” that have long been disproven!

What would their feelings be today regarding this planet called Earth? I am just guessing here. It’s their planet, too. It’s still their Heimatland where the bones of their ancestors rest. It’s occupied now on the surface by a murderous spirit that is not of this world, but it won’t be forever! Believe me!

Might they not want to visit and impart what they know? Some years ago, Gordon sent Ingrid a note, recalled from memory: “We have the technical know-how for which no footprint exists.” I can think of several countries where the transfer of knowledge might have occurred. China? Russia? Why, suddenly, are former/present Communist countries so far ahead of the US – with NASA but a shadow of its former self and fraying at the edges?

I shocked Ingrid by saying that China is, for all intents and purposes “… a national-socialist state under the Hammer and Sickle.” So is emerging Russia under Putin, except for its archaic “… hurrah!” you hear them shout on May 9 at their WWII victory celebrations. Why would they do that? Camouflage? Shame on their lack of chivalry, I say!

We Aryan earthlings are in a spiritual war of unlike beings fighting for survival on one of the smallest planets in the entire universe.

What’s really lacking here in all the frantic worries about the rowdy Nazis about to even out a score is an unbiased understanding of what a Third Reich ideology was really all about – and what an advanced social/political system based on a time that is no more might look like.

The Third Reich never was a deadly ideology of crazed “supremacists.” It was a social program requiring a disciplined lifestyle in accord of what Nature dictates, which did include the undeniable reality of race. Clean living. Clear thinking. Examining harmful assumptions. Giving credit where credit was due.

It also had to do with removing the sources of age-old miseries – such as the scourge called usury, poor health, cramped living conditions, filth in the arts and in language, and unnecessary obstacles against those who produce versus those who consume and destroy. A people’s commonality. Its Ahnenerbe. It had nothing to do with lording it over “lesser” human beings, or stealing territorial space, or uncalled-for hubris by fools running jackboots all over the place while flashing swastikas.

And this as well: there was no room for a Marxist agenda. There was no patience with endless palavers that wasted time and energy, no patience with lukewarm apostles philosophizing on “equality” in places such as Brussels.

“Equality,” the Marxist battle cry, is a political ideal. It’s not scientific fact.

Right now, if Nazis still exist in an organized fashion, you can be sure they are not masters of the underworld, vile and perverted, with mayhem in their veins and fury in their hearts. That’s psychological false-flagging.

These German scientists and leaders of long ago were never wholesale criminals against humanity as Marxists will have you believe. It was a meritorious system with goals and boundaries for a brotherly, disciplined Volk – and no patience with Marxist apostles who preach “democracy” while sharpening their knives in endless class wars and bloody revolutions all over the world.

This does not mean that the Third Reich powers that might have survived – if they did! – would take yet one more Marxist confrontation lying down.

Let me conclude with an analogy that landed yesterday on Ingrid’s desk, articulated by one of America’s burgeoning National Rifle Association disciples:

“American conservatives own 200+ million guns, 12 trillion rounds of ammo. If we were violent, you’d know it!”

If our off-planet cousins meant harm to you and me, you’d know it.