“Attention! Attention! Heavy enemy units over middle Germany, flying in the direction of Leipzig or Dresden.” – German announcement, February 13, 1945
Genocides are a dime a dozen in world history. However, many of the worst and ghastliest genocides are not widely known, let alone acknowledged by the perpetrators. Instead, the world controllers promote fictional “genocides” to distract from their own plethora of ungodly atrocities. This sordid form of projection happened frequently during the Second World War as real holocausts were swapped for fake ones and the public mind was forever distorted by propaganda.
In World War II, there were real genocides and fake ones. No one likes it when I talk about the latter, so I’ll reserve until later my comments on the thoroughly debunked myth of the six million promoted by Luciferian Kabbalists who demand we mindlessly worship at this myth’s shrine. Rather, I’ll focus on a genocide that is not widely acknowledged to be a genocide: The deliberate firebombing and incineration of hundreds of thousands of non-combatants in the German city of Dresden.
Because we erroneously believe the Germans engaged in homicidal genocide, we often shrug our shoulders at atrocities like the Dresden bombing and say, “Well, they started it,” or “they deserved it,” or “it’s karma.” This is a morally repugnant justification for committing genocide.
Even if the Germans had committed genocide (the evidence doesn’t bear out that fraudulent war propaganda, just as Bush’s “WMDs in Iraq” and Putin’s “genocide in Ukraine” myths are bogus), it doesn’t justify us in abandoning the moral high ground and stooping to that level. Check yourself and repent in sackcloth and ashes if you ever find yourself justifying mass slaughter of civilians because “they deserved it.”
The controlled Establishment media has dismissed the Dresden genocide by saying, “Well, it wasn’t so bad – we did the same thing to lots of other cities!” The BBC has callously written:
“Dresden was not unique. Allied bombers killed tens of thousands and destroyed large areas with attacks on Cologne, Hamburg and Berlin, and the Japanese cities of Tokyo, Hiroshima and Nagasaki.”
This itself is a massive downplaying of reality. All of Japan’s 60 largest cities, for instance, were firebombed or blasted to hell. The whole of Europe was turned into a crater by Allied bombs, too. 150 German cities were bombed between 1940 and 1945, and multiple were firebombed, notably Dresden and Hamburg. France suffered more damage, and the French suffered more casualties, at Allied hands than German. The Allies destroyed art, museums, cultural works, classic architecture, and history, while the Germans went out of their way to preserve it. And so the story goes, with the inverse of reality being force-fed to students in public schools and universities, and to the public at large via Judeo-Marxist Hollywood propaganda flicks.
Despite this admission of widespread war crimes and mass slaughter perpetrated on Winston Churchill’s orders, the BBC attempted to salvage Churchill’s unsalvageable reputation by pretending he had some pangs of regret later:
“But the bombing has become one of the most controversial Allied acts of World War Two. Some have questioned the military value of Dresden. Even British Prime Minister Winston Churchill expressed doubts immediately after the attack.
““It seems to me that the moment has come when the question of bombing of German cities simply for the sake of increasing the terror, though under other pretexts, should be reviewed,” he wrote in a memo.”
Simply for the sake of increasing the terror – remember that line. The bombing of Dresden was carried out simply to increase the amount of terror the German people unnecessarily endured. The Allies hated the Germans and admitted it. Eisenhower is said to have written in a letter: “God, I hate the Germans.” The Elite hated the Germans who stood as a bulwark to their Luciferian communistic world-order. They had to be punished for standing up to the global cabal and operating outside its oppressive and exploitative economic system. Dresden was a particularly deadly punishment meted out by the real world conquerors against defenseless refugees and civilian who committed no crime other than being German or taking refuge in Germany from the rapacious and barbarous Soviets.
On February 13, 1945, the Allied genocide in Dresden began. It lasted two days. By the end of the melee, several hundred thousand people – mostly non-combatants – had been burned to death, suffocated, or torn apart by Allied bombs.
No one knows the true death toll, but estimates on the absurdly low end suggest 25,000 people perished while higher estimates put the number at potentially 500,000 or more. Before the Soviets occupied the rubble and made further investigation impossible, the German authorities had counted around 250,000 bodies. The real number is believed by many, including yours truly, to be far more. For reasons you will see later, many bodies literally melted into masses of jelly and could not be counted or identified, while the fiery vortexes that were created by the bombs sucked up and ripped apart many others. Still others who fled Dresden were killed in nearby Chemnitz and other cities that were bombed.
Drea reader, if any nation slaughtered up to a half million individuals in a two-day period in any war, wouldn’t you think it would be mentioned and memorialized in history books and in film? You would think so. But, apparently, it’s not genocide when the Allies do it. Truly, the victors write the history books! Truly, as Arthur Thompson has described, to the victor go the myths and monuments.
Before talking about the mechanics of this holocaust, let’s talk about the city itself. The best description I have found was given by author Thomas Goodrich who penned the indispensable book Hellstorm and created its accompanying film. He wrote:
“[T]he fact that a city the size of Dresden had survived when all else was destroyed, mystified some residents and troubled others. Since only two tiny daylight raids had occurred during five years of war, many assumed Dresden’s salvation was due to its reputation as an “art city”; that as a priceless, irreplaceable gem of Western culture even “terror-bombers” lacked hatred sufficient to efface such beauty. Others surmised that since Dresden had almost no heavy industry—and what little it did have had no bearing on the war—the enemy simply did not deem the city a viable target. When skeptics pointed out that many other beautiful German towns with little or no industry had been systematically obliterated, rumors invented new reasons for Dresden’s miraculous survival.
“One belief embraced by many stated that an aunt of Churchill’s lived in Dresden. Another hinted that the town was spared because of huge American investments. The fact that Dresden had become a “hospital city” with numerous medical facilities seemed a rational explanation to others. To some, the twenty-six thousand Allied POWs interred in the town appeared a more logical answer. Among many Dresdeners, however, perhaps the greatest explanation as to why their city lived when all else died was that undoubtedly a spark of mercy yet burned in the hearts of British and American flyers. Of all the many names it was known by, nothing better described Dresden in February 1945, than “refugee city.”
“Since the Soviet invasion in January, millions of terrified trekkers, desperate to put as much space between themselves and the Red Army as possible, had fled through Dresden in trains, cars, wagons, or afoot. Hundreds of thousands more, though—injured, wounded, starving, or simply separated from their families—washed up in Dresden like castaways on an island. At the main train station, a city within a city had sprang up wherein thousands of people, many of them lost or orphaned children, lived a semi permanent existence. A seventeen-year-old Red Cross worker, Eva Beyer, offers a glimpse at the heart-rending agony:
““Children were searching for their parents, parents were searching for their children, there was constant calling and asking. A boy of about nine years of age, holding his little four-year-old sister by the hand, asked me for food. When I asked him where his parents were, the boy said to me: “Grandma and grandpa are lying dead in the carriage and Mummy is lost.” The children had no tears any more. . . . In one compartment we found a woman. She had twenty-three children with her, and not one of them was her own. She had buried her own child three weeks ago. Her child had died of cold and tonsillitis. I asked her where all those other children came from, and she told me that all these were children whose parents were lost or dead. “After all, somebody has got to take care of them,” she said. . . . [T]hose children’s faces were not the faces of children any more. They were the faces of people who have gone through hell. Starving, wounded, lice-ridden, in rags. And the most treasured thing they had, security and the love of their parents, they had lost.”
“As truly appalling as the situation at the railroad station was, conditions were little better in the surrounding city. From a normal population of 600,000, Dresden had swollen by the night of February 13 to perhaps double that figure. Every which way residents turned they found frightened, ragged refugees” (Thomas Goodrich, Hellstorm: The Death of Nazi Germany 1944-47, 104).
This is the city that the Allies – Churchill, FDR, and his fellow fiends – decided they needed to firebomb into non-existence. This is the “threat” the Allies felt they needed to repeatedly, mercilessly attack for two days. This is the cultural center they felt they needed to exterminate and blot out, along with its tired, lonely, and homeless inhabitants.
This incendiary act – an evil, despicable, unconscionable act – claimed more lives than the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki combined! The latter were equally unnecessary from a strategic perspective and did absolutely nothing to hasten the end of the war. Dresden was no material threat to anyone. It was, as we’ve seen, a “hospital city” and a “refugee city.” What was the point, so late in the war when victory in the conflict was already assured, of destroying what was called “The Florence on the Elbe” along with its impressive art and architecture, to say nothing of its inestimably more priceless treasures – its hundreds of thousands (perhaps as many as 1.4 million) of civilian inhabitants?
MS King has written of this needless atrocity in these terms:
“By February of ‘45, the outcome of the war in Europe is already clear. Germany is finished and will formally surrender in 3 months. The murderous firebombing of the beautiful city of Dresden is therefore as cruel as it is unnecessary. In an apparent effort to mock Catholic Germans, the Zio-Globalists chose the day of “Ash Wednesday” to literally turn Dresden into ashes.
“For two straight days, wave upon wave of Allied air sorties drop phosphorus and incendiary bombs upon a defenseless population. Thousands of fires merge into one huge firestorm, sucking oxygen to feed itself as countless numbers of German elderly, women, and children suffocate or burn alive.
“The fire is so massive that pilots report that their cockpits are actually illuminated by the great flame. Because so many refugees fleeing eastward have swelled Dresden’s population, it is difficult to say how many are killed by the Churchill/FDR “Holocaust”. Credible estimates vary between 200 -300,000 dead, and possibly as many 400,000! Survivors are later strafed with machine gun fire from low flying American & British fighter planes” (MS King, The Bad War: The Truth NEVER Taught about World War II, 216).
It is not a coincidence that this Dresden holocaust was carried out on the Christian holy day Ash Wednesday, which was February 14, 1945. The Luciferian Kabbalists who rule over us mock Christians by carrying out their dark works on significant days. It’s a form of mockery. The Dresden genocide wasn’t a war necessity, but a Satanic sacrifice. The meaning of “holocaust” is burnt offering. What was Dresden except a burnt offering to the malevolent god of this world, who is Satan? What was Dresden but a repeat of the ancient Israelites’ fiery child sacrifices to Moloch? Recall the eternal words in Proverbs: “[A]ll they that hate me love death” (Proverbs 8:36).
Death is all Dresden knew between the night of February 13th and the 15th. One old and keen documentary recounted how this grisly death by fire was pre-planned to start a fire that would liquidate the people of the city:
“The initial attack with only 244 bombers was to be followed by a night attack with 529 Lancaster bombers. In the double attack on Dresden, the firestorm was an integral part of the plan. For the first time in history, a firestorm was consciously fanned.”
It was not a normal bombing raid. It was a planned massacre of innocent, defenseless life. Quite literally defenseless, since most of Dresden’s anti-aircraft guns had been taken apart and shipped to the Eastern front to help slow down the Soviet hordes. After all, the city was not a legitimate war target, and the Germans never imagined the Allies would bring their cruelty to bear on the city.
The second, larger wave of bombers struck three hours after the first, in the wee hours of the fourteenth. They hit precisely when the rescue workers and first responders were in the streets helping the suffering citizens of Dresden and as the people were gathered together in large groups to sort out what had happened. It was intentionally planned that way to maximize casualties.
British historian David Irving, who has been smeared for decades and was literally imprisoned for a time in Austria for uncovering truths the Allies would rather not have us know, wrote a book about Dresden titled Apocalypse 1945: The Destruction of Dresden. In it, he detailed the second wave’s destructive toll and the shockingly inhumane way it was conducted:
“Dresden was . . . virtually a virgin city, and the full ‘Hamburg’ treatment could be employed against it: first the windows and roofs would be wrenched apart by high-explosive bombs; then the incendiaries would rain down, setting fire to the houses and whipping up whirlwinds of red hot sparks; these in turn would rage through the wrecked roofs and smashed windows, setting fire to curtains, carpets, furniture and roof timbers. The waves of bombers in this second attack would have to carry only sufficient high-explosive bombs to spread the fires and keep the heads of the fire fighters down. . . .
“In most areas of Dresden the sirens had again not sounded. The power supplies had failed during the first attack, and this second raid took the people by surprise.
“As the Illuminator Lancasters thundered across the burning city some minutes before zero hour the bomb aimers could see the roads and autobahns leading into Dresden alive with activity. Long columns of trucks, their headlights full on, were racing toward the blazing city. These must have been the convoys of relief supplies and the fire-brigades arriving from the other cities in central Germany. The second component of Harris’ double-blow tactics was about to be enforced: the annihilation not only of the passive defences of Dresden, but of a large number of rescue forces summoned from surrounding cities. ‘It was the only time I ever felt sorry for the Germans,’ related the bomb-aimer of a Lancaster supplied by No 635 Squadron. ‘But my sorrow lasted only for a few seconds; the job was to hit the enemy and to hit him very hard.’ . . . .
“The bomber crews had been briefed to watch out early on for these sky flares going down over the target city. But these flares were scarcely needed.
“On February 14, 1945 at 1:24 A.M. there was no doubt at all in any body’s mind that they had Dresden beneath them. From one end to the other, Dresden had become a sea of fire. ‘The area was so bright,’ an airman wrote in his diary afterwards, ‘that we saw our own aircraft all around us, and our own vapour trails as well.’
“‘The fantastic glow from two hundred miles away grew ever brighter as we moved in to the target,’ wrote another, a Jewish pilot of No 1 Group. ‘At twenty thousand feet we could see details in the unearthly blaze that had never been visible before. For the first time in many operations I felt sorry for the population below.’
“The navigator of another aircraft from the same group writes: ‘It was my practice never to leave my seat, but my skipper called me on this particular occasion to come and have a look. The sight was indeed fantastic. From some twenty thousand feet, Dresden was a city with every street etched in fire.’ One flight engineer of No 1 Group recalls that he was able to fill in his log-sheet by the light striking down the length of the darkened fuselage. ‘I confess to taking a glance downward as the bombs fell,’ recalls a bomb aimer of another No Group bomber, ‘and I witnessed the shocking sight of a city on fire from end to end. Dense smoke could be seen drifting away from Dresden, leaving a brilliantly illuminated plan view of the town. My immediate reaction was a stunned reflection on the comparison between the holocaust below and the warnings of the evangelists in Gospel meetings before the war.’
“Each target-indicator flare could be relied on to burn for some four minutes. For this reason the Pathfinder commander had programmed Visual Centring bombers to arrive at three or four minute intervals throughout the attack on Dresden.
“Few of the main force crews were aware of the nature of the aiming point they were attacking. Unless they had taken pains to study the intelligence charts and plans in the briefing huts on the previous afternoon – and few aircrew were as keen as that – they were content to aim at the patterns of flares dropped by the Pathfinders and to follow the instructions broadcast by the Master Bomber: ‘The Master Bomber was flying much lower than we were,’ records a No 3 Group pilot. ‘He was directing each wave of the attack separately, and was most anxious that we should not waste our bombs on districts which were already well ablaze.’
“Perhaps some bomb aimers wondered how it was possible for them to be destroying a railway station, or a German army headquarters, or even the Gestapo building or poison gas factory which had been received with such popular acclaim at the briefings, if the Master Bomber was constantly directing the main force to release their loads on different sections of the town. One area that stubbornly refused to catch fire was the Grosser Garten, the large rectangular park in Dresden. Many tons of bombs were wasted in futile attempts to set the park on fire along with the rest of the city; the smoke layers blowing eastward across the city obscured this part of the target area. . . .
“The ground defences were completely silent. Some of the Lancaster bomber crews felt almost ashamed at the lack of opposition. Many crews chose to orbit the burning city several times – there was nothing to stop them. For ten minutes one Lancaster equipped with 35-millimetre ciné cameras circled the target filming the whole scene below for the R.A.F Film Unit. The four-hundred foot film, now stored in the film archives of London’s Imperial War Museum, is one of the most grimly magnificent visual records to come out of the Second World War. This film provides the conclusive evidence that Dresden was undefended: no searchlight, no bursting flak shell appears on the film throughout its length.
“‘When we came to the target area at the end of the attack it was obvious that the city was doomed,’ remembers the pilot of a No 3 Group Lancaster which had been hit and delayed by flak over Chemnitz. Originally briefed to arrive at Dresden five minutes before the end of the attack, their Lancaster was now over ten minutes late. Probably theirs was the last aircraft over the target. ‘There was a sea of fire covering in my estimation some forty square miles. The heat striking up from the furnace below could be felt in my cockpit. The sky was vivid in hues of scarlet and white, and the light inside the aircraft was that of an eerie autumn sunset. We were so aghast at the awesome blaze that although alone over the city we flew around in a stand-off position for many minutes before turning for home, quite subdued by our imagination of the horror that must be below. We could still see the glare of the holocaust thirty minutes after leaving.’ . . . .
“For Dresden however it was not the end. For Dresden the onslaught was just beginning anew. A new force, this time of American bombers, was already lifting into the air. The principal target for the 1,350 Flying Fortresses and Liberators was to be Dresden once again. The third heavy attack within fourteen hours was under way. . . .
“On the early hours of February 14 the weather was deemed favourable and the executive order was issued by American air force headquarters for the attack on Dresden – the third blow to the city within fourteen hours. An almost simultaneous American attack was to be launched on Chemnitz, thirty-five miles to the southwest. The Chemnitz attack would pave the way for an attack on that city by Sir Arthur Harris’ bombers that same night. Thus Chemnitz was to suffer the fate originally planned for Dresden, an American attack preceding, not following, a British double-blow. . . .
“. . . The ‘B’ group fighters had to maintain visual contact with the bomber boxes; the ‘A’ group pilots were briefed that as soon as the bombers’ attack on Dresden was over they were to dive to roof top level and strafe ‘targets of opportunity.’ Columns of soldiers being marched into or out of the wrecked city were to be machine-gunned, trucks strafed by cannonfire, and locomotives and other transportation targets destroyed by rockets” (David Irving, Apocalypse 1945: The Destruction of Dresden, 173, 177-179, 181-183, 190-191).
The great historian detailed, page after page, of the times, orders, and results of the bombing raids. He even detailed that the attacks on the nearby city of Chemnitz mentioned above were conducted with the intent of killing off the refugees that would flee Dresden. One British aviator wrote in his diary of the briefing his bomber group was given:
“Chemnitz is a town some thirty miles west of Dresden and a much smaller target. Your reasons for going there tonight are to finish off any refugees who may have escaped from Dresden. You’ll be carrying the same bomb loads and if tonight’s attack is as successful as the last, you will not be paying many more visits to the Russian front” (Irving, Apocalypse 1945, 196).
The plan to murder refugees in Chemnitz was executed by the same butcher who oversaw the plan to exterminate the people of Dresden – Sir Arthur Harris. Harris, however, did not originate the policy of murdering civilians with bombs. Winston Churchill did that. Few men in world history are greater war criminals than Churchill. In fact, the first German civilians bombed by the RAF were hit in 1940 on Churchill’s orders and precipitated the retaliatory “London Blitz.”
Everyone talks about the brave Londoners hiding from the cruel German bombs, but few point out that the Germans only adopted this policy months after Churchill had begun bombing German cities and specifically targeting civilians and after Hitler had publicly decried waging war against civilians and warned Britain not to engage in it further. It was not Churchill or Stalin or FDR who made repeated pleas for peace, but Hitler, the supposed “warmonger.” Read What the World Rejected: Hitler’s Peace Offers 1933-1940 by Dr. Friedrich Stieve for that tragic and carefully concealed story.
The Allies were relatively unique in World War II for their deliberate targeting of cities and civilians with saturation bombing. They went out of their way to hit civilians and non-combatants and to destroy civilian infrastructure, as Churchill said, “simply for the sake of increasing the terror.” Is not that terrorism by definition? Was not Churchill a terrorist and a genocidal monster?
Some argue, “Well, the Germans attacked Warsaw first, thus starting the targeting of civilians.” There’s a kernel of truth to the idea, though it doesn’t really pass the sniff test. Let’s examine.
When the Polish regime, which had engaged in the massacre, rape, and persecution of thousands (up to 54,000) of ethnic Germans living in what was rightfully German territory that had been lopped off and given to Poland by the League of Nations, Hitler had retaliated with an invasion of the country. Poland, not Germany, was the aggressor. In fact, at the time, Poland had threatened Germany with war, published a map showing Polish territory extending west of Berlin, mobilized its troops (which was considered an act of war), and maintained a larger military than Germany’s.
At any rate, it was at the end of that short conflict that, when the Polish government refused to surrender, the Germans bombed Warsaw – a heavily defended war target under international law. That’s the key difference – Dresden was not a legitimate war target, had virtually no defenses, and was acknowledged by the International Red Cross as a hospital city. There is, thus, no comparison with Germany’s attacks on London (Britain declared war on Germany and, with France, struck her first in 1939, not the other way around, lest you forget) and Allied attacks on Dresden.
Continuing with our story about the Florence of the North, we should bring it closer to home and make it more personal by citing eyewitnesses. It’s one thing to read the technical details of how the Americans and British annihilated a city with firebombs, but it’s quite another matter to hear the witness statements of those innocent civilians who somehow lived through it and who are still haunted by the nightmare. Imagine yourself in their situation, as much as possible, and consider how justified you think it would be for an enemy to do the same thing to your city, your people, and your family (since we are on the verge of nuclear war in our own day, I suggest doing this experiment with the utmost sincerity).
One German woman who survived the hellstorm recounted:
“Everybody was panic stricken. The bombs fell all around us. We realized they were the big high explosive bombs as the detonation and the air pressure caused the windows to fly into the cellar. The doors were thrown into the cellar and everybody in there was thankful not to be hurt. It was hell! And in the distance I heard a woman shouting. She was shouting, “Help! Please help me! Take me with you, take me with you!” And I couldn’t help. I didn’t even know where this woman was. Then I reached the area by the hospital “Johannstadter Krankenhaus.” There were other people running with me and suddenly someone grabbed me from behind by the collar and pulled me up and just at that moment a piece of broken window ledge from the burning hospital fell down in front of me . . . I went on running with somebody, I’ve no idea who, down to the Elbe. We wanted to get out; we couldn’t stand the wails around us anymore . . . And there I saw something I would never have believed possible, something I’d only read about in fairy tale books. Fire wheels were rolling through the streets. They were dark and there was a huge firestorm. Big, dark wheels were running down the street. It was all so frightening! And the town was burning! There was a glowing fire, darkness and at the same time the glowing fire. It was indescribable – so cruel!”
A second resident of the cursed city divulged one of the horrific scenes she witnessed:
“When the attack came, they sent us to the Parc Hotel. There were injured people there, burned, young and old, some without a nose, without ears, whatever.”
Another lady explained why so many of the people had to leave their homes and were caught in the streets during the inferno:
“Phosphorous came in through a hole in the cellar and of course we all had to leave the house immediately.”
It’s interesting to note that phosphorous bombs were prohibited under the Geneva Convention – a treaty which the Allies routinely violated, but which, according to the International Red Cross and other sources, the Germans faithfully followed. Despite our word of honor, which meant absolutely nothing, 244 bombers in the first wave on February 13th dropped some 750,000 incendiary phosphorous bombs. It was a deliberate war crime if ever there was one.
Because of the extraordinarily high heat, many people burned and quite literally melted. One Dresdener recounted:
“People were stuck in their shoes in the hot asphalt. A lot of people will tell you that many people burned because the asphalt was so hot that they had no chance to save themselves.”
Can you begin to imagine the horrors those poor people suffered? It’s hard to fathom heat so hot it melts asphalt enough to capture those unfortunate enough to attempt to run on it to escape the licking walls of flame, twirling wheels of fire, and cyclone-force scorching winds.
Weeping, one woman remembered the deadly blaze:
“Then it became so huge, that there was nothing left. It was burning all around us. It was just burning, everything, everything was burning.”
Another eyewitness said:
“Everywhere the houses were burning. There were two tram workers sitting on the Fletscherplatz. We thought they were still alive. It was only afterwards that we realized they were dead. And there were burning houses upon burning houses, piles of bodies on piles of bodies, the bodies all shriveled up, tiny little bodies.”
Many of the bodies were incinerated, but we have numerous ghastly, nightmare-inducing pictures of the skeletal and melted remains of those whose bodies weren’t completely consumed. Piles and heaps of human flesh and bones. Rotting reminders of bloodlust and genocide.
One of the witnesses already cited responded to a query about the targeting of civilians, saying:
“Yes, it was only the civilian population that was affected. There were no factories. It was the city center they destroyed. It wasn’t necessary at all.”
Truly, it was unnecessary. The genocidal firebombing of Dresden should have never happened. It didn’t end the war sooner. It didn’t impact the German war machine which was already smashed and in retreat. It was nothing but savagery unleashed upon a hated people by a demonic enemy.
The above witness statements were taken from the “old and keen” documentary I mentioned earlier, which can be watched here. When you see the faces and hear the voices of these people, it makes you remember the human aspect of the atrocities. This is not merely a spectacle we read about in dusty history textbooks. It was one of the greatest tragedies and one of the single most horrific moments of suffering any group of human beings has ever experienced. We must never forget Dresden.
Here is another story. Edda West was a woman born in Estonia in 1943. She was scarcely two years old when her grandmother took her to Dresden as a refugee. Late in her life, she wrote a piece detailing some of her grandmother’s recollections as well as the stories of another survivor. Here is part of what she remembers being told:
“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.”
Think of the stench and the soul-sickening sight of hundreds of thousands of bodies charred, burned, mangled, and jellied, everywhere around the city, sticking out of ponds, littering parks, and so forth. Think of the diseases and foul hygienic conditions that would’ve persisted for weeks and months. While the bombings were nightmarish to live through, the aftermath must have been equally traumatic and nauseating.
Edda went on to share some memories from another survivor named Elisabeth who wrote a memoir of her life that included the Dresden atrocity. Elisabeth said:
“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.”
To deliberately inflict this type of trauma and hell on people is unthinkable to a person with feeling left in his heart. Yet, the Allies, the so-called “liberators,” did precisely this. Did they liberate Europe? Not hardly! And they certainly didn’t liberate the Germans from anything except their lives, prosperity, elective government, traditionalist culture, and nation. Europe has been on a downhill path ever since the “liberation.”
Elisabeth described more of her experience in her memoir, but I cite just a small portion. Later, after she woke up, she started to learn of the extent of the genocide and was sent into a torrent of frightening emotion:
“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.”
What a tragedy! Did twenty-year-old Elisabeth deserve this? Did two-year-old Edda? Did any of the people of Dresden? Shame on you if you ignorantly think, “Well, it’s Hitler’s fault for starting the war.” Where is your Christian compassion? Where is your humanity? No one deserves this. Genocide is never justified. Also, you err greatly if you think Germany started World War II, or World War I for that matter. Listen to my podcast episode “Who Really Started World War II?” for the real scoop about how the Allies started the conflict and scapegoated Germany to conceal their culpability.
Though perhaps enough has been shared to paint a vivid picture of the atrocities inflicted upon Dresden, I feel to share more to underscore the point and to forever abolish the thought in your mind that anything about the Dresden attack was justified. A source described some of the unimaginable horrors deliberately inflicted on the Germans. We read:
“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.
“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, they 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 Labor 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.”
“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 14, the last raid swept over the city. American 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. U.S. Mustangs appeared low over the city, strafing anything that moved, including a column of rescue vehicles rushing to the city to evacuate survivors. One assault 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 machine-gunned those helpless patients, as well as thousands of old men, women and children who had escaped the city.
“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 corpses.
“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.” . . . .
“If ever there was a war crime, then certainly the Dresden Holocaust ranks as the most sordid one 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.”
“This is not to say that the mountains of corpses left in Dresden were ignored by the Nuremberg Tribunal. In one final irony, the prosecution presented photographs of the Dresden dead as “evidence” of alleged National Socialist atrocities against Jewish concentration-camp inmates!
“Churchill, the monster who ordered the Dresden slaughter, was knighted, and the rest is history. The cold-blooded sadism of the massacre, however, is brushed aside by his biographers, who still cannot bring themselves to tell how the desire of one madman to “impress” another one [Stalin] let to the mass murder of up to a half million men, women and children.”
You may have never heard this last tidbit, but it’s true and verifiable. So much of the “evidence” of the big H-word was either fabricated out of whole cloth or, such as in this instance, is a sick form of projection to shift blame away from the perpetrators and their true atrocities. The bestial bombing of Dresden was a heinous deed. It was a war crime committed by black-hearted enemies of mankind. It was a real holocaust. It was genocide!
Yet another writer has given a brilliant summation of the Dresden genocide:
“[Seventy-eight] years ago, the Allies decided to make of the city of Dresden a moonscape.
“The holocaust unleashed on Dresden had no strategic or tactical advantage whatsoever for the Americans or the British. Dresden was one of the most beautiful cities in Germany, dubbed the “Florence of the Elbe” because of its world-renowned collection of Baroque architecture. It was known as a showplace of culture. It had no military bases, no major communication centers or heavy industry. It had no air defense. In the last months of the war, it was known as “Die Lazarettstadt” – it had been declared a hospital town. It was also known as the “Fluechtlingsstadt” – the City of the Refugees.
“Norman Stone, Professor of Modern History at Oxford, wrote in the Daily Mail:
““Already, by 1944, it should have been clear to most people in the government that we would have to deal with . . . Germans once victory had been won . . .
““[W]e went on bombing German cities months and months after it had been clear that we would win, and that Stalin would be as potentially deadly an enemy. Some of the bombing was just pointless. In the last days of the war, we struck at the old gingerbread towns south of Wuerzburg, where there was no military target at all . . . just refugees, women and children. Of these acts of gratuitous sadism, the worst was the bombing of Dresden.” . . .
“Now the Red Army was approaching – and by mid-February stood only 60 miles away from Dresden. Each new refugee train, each new river of wagons, trucks and cars brought fearful accounts of horrendous Soviet atrocities – murder, torture and brutal mass rapes. Hundreds of thousands of refugees flooded into the city of Dresden. The inhabitants moved closer together and took them all in, but even so, there was no room for all. Most of the refugees lived in the city’s main park and in what was known as Die Altstadt – the Old Town. Weeping children lay on the cold and wet ground huddled against shivering dogs. . . .
“In what can only be described as a premeditated institutional act of terror and deliberately planned mass murder, the decision was made by the British and US air force commanders at the prodding of the sadistic Churchill-Roosevelt-Morgenthau trio to exterminate these hapless people trapped utterly defenseless in Dresden.”
I repeat: The Dresden attack qualifies under any sane definition of the word “terrorism.”
British activist Eddy Morrison has described the devastating, ghoulish effects of the bombs dropped on the poor people of Dresden. I quote at length from a piece he wrote titled “Dresden: An Undisputed Holocaust.” He explained:
“The first wave of bombs struck at 10 PM on February 13, 1945, dropping high explosive bombs on the Old Town to blast the roofs off buildings in preparation for incendiary devices. It knocked out the air raid warning system and caused massive destruction and death. It also destroyed the fire halls and water mains.
“The next wave brought the fire. It turned the Altstadt into a howling ocean of fire – 3 miles long and 2 miles wide. Air temperatures rose to 1,100 degrees Fahrenheit. Winds up to 100 mph sucked all oxygen into the center of the storm. Hundreds of thousands of people were burned alive or otherwise fell victim to this second carpet bombing, followed quickly by a third.
“Thousands suffocated in cellars as the oxygen was sucked out of the bunkers and pulled toward the blaze to feed the flames. Thousands more were hurled into the air like rag dogs and sucked by the ferocious winds right into the inferno. The air suction of the fire was so strong that it uprooted trees and lifted roofs from houses miles away.
“Utter panic struck the people. Horses reared and ran into the crowds. Wild animals such as lions and tigers escaped from the broken enclosures of the zoo and ran into the terrified crowds. Huge snakes slithered between the feet of the fleeing. Hospital trains, still filled with wounded soldiers from the front, were burning and tried to pull out, in the process severing limps from young children who had sought cover from the bombs underneath. Those few who managed to escape the air attack were hounded later from the air by diving planes to kill off any fleeing survivors.
“This was described in one account of the bombing aftermath as:
““. . . scores of Mustang fighters diving low over the bodies, huddled on the banks of the Elbe, as well as on the larger lawns of the Grosse Garden, in order to shoot them up.”
“When all was said and done, the column of smoke could be seen 50 miles away and stood 15,000 feet high. More than three-fifths of Dresden was destroyed by bombing raids lasting more than 14 hours. This Allied air raid left 24,866 homes destroyed, eleven square miles of prime real estate and irreplaceable cultural treasures devastated, 35,000 recognizable corpses available to be identified, and hundreds of thousands of unrecognizable ones.
“How many? Nobody knows for sure. Most honest estimates range from 350,000 to 500,000 dead –many of whom were liquefied into a jellied mass that melted into the asphalt of the roads or were left in piles of ashes amid a city almost totally in ashes and ruins.
“One newspaper account published in a German paper, Eidgenosse, (1-3-86) lists 480,000 dead. That count looks like this:
“37,000 babies and toddlers
46,000 school age children
55,000 wounded and sick in the hospitals, including their doctors, nurses and other personnel
12,000 rescue personnel
330,000 dead simply described as “men and women.”
“Just think of Hiroshima. That city’s atom casualties were 71,879.
“During the entire war, England suffered less than 50,000 casualties from bombings.
“80 persons died in bombing raids on the British munitions and aircraft producing town of Coventry, England – a raid which was declared a “German war crime”. . . .
“The documentation of this war crime committed by the Allies, commissioned by the Hitler government in the aftermath of the Dresden holocaust, fell into Allied hands. These mountains of dead captured in the filmed footage were later edited and spliced into Allied propaganda films about “concentration camp atrocities” and were shown to the world at large as “evidence” of Jewish dead.
“Next time you see one of those pictures, think hard about the source. Remember also that those who planned and ordered these raids – and, yes, the crews who carried out these raids – were and are war criminals by anyone’s definition!”
I’m bold to declare it: The Allies committed genocide against the German people in World War II. From the Morgenthau Plan to the Kalegri Plan to Germany Must Perish! written by the Jew Theodore Kaufmann, the Kabbalistic Marxist world Elite was not exceptionally shy about voicing their desire to annihilate Germany. Books like Gruesome Harvest: The Costly Attempt to Exterminate the People of Germany by Ralph Franklin Keeling and Other Losses: An Investigation into the Mass Deaths of German Prisoners at the Hands of the French and Americans After World War II by James Baque paint the putrid picture. Dresden was the pinnacle of the horrors the Allies unleashed on the Christian, anti-communist, civilized German people.
For their “crime” of standing strong against Satanic communism in Europe and the world, Germany was labeled for all time Public Enemy No. 1. They were scapegoated and lied about. Hitler is the most lied-about head of state in all history. The Christian, traditionalist, family-centered nation of Germany was obliterated and dismantled by the Luciferian Elite they exposed and opposed. There is no “sin” more grievous to the world controllers than a people rising up, taking back control of their country, and exiting the one-world system of Satanic Bolshevist tyranny they have erected.
Dresden must never be forgotten. It is a symbol of the depravity of man and the depths to which wickedness and lust for power will take us. It is a warning to us all of the ravages of war, the evil of conquest, and the demonic nature of political intrigue and conspiracy. It cries out for us to understand that the people who have lorded over us for generations, pretending to be our loving leaders, are wolves in sheep’s clothing who won’t hesitate to plunge us into war or pull the trigger on incinerating great swaths of humanity.
The firebombing of Dresden was genocide. It’s time we came to terms with this atrocity. It’s time to tear down the hollow label “Greatest Generation” and tell the truth about what the Allies did to the Germans during their faux “liberation.” It’s time to bury the lies. Maybe in the light of the blaze of Dresden we can begin to properly see the hidden things of darkness that the ruling Elite don’t want us to know. Never forget Dresden.
Zack Strong,
February 16, 2022
The American Citadel 