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Sieg Heil
By Georg E Mateos
Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Rated "PG" by the Author.

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Will be punished the son for the sins of the father?
And that evil circle...will be anytime broken?



Excerpt from the book under work:
“The Life of Walther Alexander”

“Sieg Heil!!!”

The General was reading aloud the document, “…from Dachau, 3166 prisoners in weakened condition were transported to Hartheim Castle near Linz and there were executed by poison gas for reason of their unfitness…” his brother Albert, former Prusian Colonel and now Schtzstaffel Gruppenfürer, fiddling uncomfortable with his feet at his older brother’s massive desk, “…verdammen Albert, do you know what you done? I warned you about that gang of thugs, and now my own brother is mixed up with that Eichmann’s Einsatzgruppen? Didn’t you think of our own Abraham? His family? Us?…” now the General was screaming with rage at his brother which if not for the tragic of the situation, looked kind of comical wearing the slanting SS cap with the skull on the crown of his head, “…How could you?…How could you?…” would his brother betray twenty generations of his illustrious family if he did know that Erich was contemplating among with others to eliminate the little Corporal and stablish back law and order in the country as well as win one war front at a time…

He remembered the misery of WWI trenches, those that have been in wars shouldn’t be tempted to start one. And to compound to the misery of all of it to the present one, we are going to gass millions?
Can it be true ?
Können Schweine jetzt fliegen?

He realized then that he had two sons in the Luftwaffen and one as an U-boot radiooperator, fighting to erase Versailles shame, not to add more, one that will last not for a Reich thousand years but for many thousands after that.
The General reread the document, provided by General Beck, with eyes that refused to believe the words, they were a civilized nation, didn’t they?
He had heard rumors and summoned them as discontent expressed by Marshal von Witzleben and General Olbricht in strictly confidential manner, but that couldn’t be taken seriously.
That they were rounding gypsys, catholics and dissidents weren’t different to go rounding jews or partisans.
But that they were doing in France and Italy and Hungarn and…what was going on? How to handle the information?
Was the Fürer aware of it?
Was Albert’s chummy Himler doing it all of his own?
He should talk to General Keitel, that dumb man wouldn’t think twice to give away information supposedly for your eyes only.

Although, he wasn’t surprised, after receiving copies of dispaches from the Canari’s people in Praha about the shenanigans of the psycopath Reinhard that got himself the title of “butcher” among others, which it was a shame bestowed to Halle, near Leipzig, his home town and to his father, a Wagnerian singer.
OK, Reinhard was a hard cookie and heavy handed enforcer but he couldn’t be so stupid to get invoved in what? That silly code name Final Solution?
Final Solution to what? What was the problem that needed a final solution?
Were they talking about the English, the American or the Russians? Or it was that Italian dead weight good-for-nothing but for colorful parades?
“Albert” he said, “what the hell is that Final Solution?…explain…”
“To…to…to get rid of all the jews in Europe…”
“Get rid of them how, gassing all their millions, are you people gone mad? It can’t be done…it shouldn’t be done…are all of you insane?”
“They were…” said Albert, “they were the cause of Versailles, the ones taking the bread of our people, the ones…”
“Spare me the nonsense” interrupte the General, “Versailled happened because incompetents wanted a war to end all wars…and look at us now, going at it again, get the hell out of my house!”
Taken aback, surprised by the disgust in the voice of his old brother that had risen from his chair and was commanding him with an extended arm with a finger pointing to the door, Albert snapped automatically to attention raising his arm in salute but cutting short his “Heil Hitl…” and cowardly scurried out of the room.

As his brother Albert were disappearing throught the door his secretary came in, smartly clicking his heels and announcing “Herr General, Oberstleutnant Heinz to see you with a message from Luftwaffe Oberbefehlshaber Göering!”

Standing, he received the somber faced Oberstleutnant that, stopping at three paces from the front of the desk, took a light blue envelope from his document leather porfolio, removing a what appeared to be a comuniqué reading it aloud.

“Herr General, der Führer Wunsch zu vielen Dank für das Opfer und die Ehre von zwei Luftwaffe Söhnen fallend und Verteidigen ihres Vaterlands...
…Heil Hitler!”

Walther’s father was then and there left with only one son.




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Reviewed by J'nia Fowler 4/28/2010
For years I suffered from nightmares and insomnia when remembering through documentaries and movies what was done to the innocent millions of our brothers and sisters. Great job. How do I cope now? I've learned to see angels whisking them one by one off to the heavenly gates where they cry no more.
Reviewed by Patrick Granfors 4/27/2010
Georg. Incredible and intimate. Believable and real. Patrick
Reviewed by Ed Matlack 4/27/2010
What everyone else said; as well a very moving, powerful write...e
Reviewed by Claudio Ianora 4/27/2010
and maybe the wrong one..
Reviewed by Tuchy (Carl) Palmieri 4/27/2010
George i was born a war baby, my dad was an immigrant and only learned of this horrible time in history class and in the movies, i still remember the newsreel clippings of the prisoners Again you have done a grewat job
All the Best
Tuchy
Reviewed by Peter Schlosser 4/27/2010
Die unbewaeltigte Vergangenheit.
Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER 4/27/2010
You are a great writer Georg with great psychological insight. I experienced some of this, despite my young age, it will never leave me. I can tell you with conviction, that I see it happening again and again, as long as the multitude is cowardly following an accepted common demoninator. A common denominator can easily be found, and if not, manipulated. To step out of the perceived common denominator of the masses, either real or manufactured, by common beliefs religious or otherwise, takes more courage than most have. On a smaller scale, much smaller, and innocent victim is bleeding on the sidewalk and no one helps, this in a place where it is still allowed to do so. In a dictatorship on a scale of the Nazis, your immediate loved ones were always a stones throw away from their ugly collaborators. Collaborators and cowards some times are one and the same, would the common man had forseen what these henchman were up to, would they have stoped them? ( Where have I heard the phrase before? ( You are either with us or against us) Yes it could happen anywhere, anytime. Those in a free democratic society, even the free press was cowed, now take that pill with demonic, brutal, fanatics, and you got results simular. A crippled man who had carved a niche of a tunnel in the sandstone for an escape route from bombings, had listened to the BBC, so to know the real truth of what was happening, five Gestapo bastards dragged him aroung the corner of the street, his two year old daughter hanging still by his pantlegs and shot him point blank, it was real quiet in that little town right after. This man, most likely saved my life and hundreds of others for all the good things he did. That very huge wine cellar, was once only month before the basement of a Jewish Ghetto district, I seen them leave all the old women and men, with a little bundle on their back, did anyone dare help? No! I used to water their window boxes, for a candy or two. People beaten to death in sandpits in the hills and left to rot, dissenters. The right to dissent is now inscribed into German Law, thanks to you guys and your blood, but before that happened, there was much bloodletting, I experienced some not so wonderful things at those hands too, far too painful and personal here to mention. Will it scare enough people to stand up for democracy and become courages enough to act and protect it? I doubt it, the supreme court just voted the superior right to those Kings with power and money to have more say then the common man, his slogans, might some day, God help us! I like, how and what, you say in your writing, it should be read in every classroom, I for one can't wait for you to finish it, hurry up though, I only have one artery open, the next one, bang, could come soon, and you too have to hurry, living with all these Swedish blondes ha, This is an order, no matter what the price, within reason, and I want it signed please! Hugs! Juergen
Reviewed by Mark Lichterman 4/27/2010
Sounds like a very interesting book from a different perspective. A perspective that should be repeated time and time again all these years after the madness and horror ended. Too bad that the world can always, so it seems, find a new horror and madness to heap upon those that want nothing more than to live a decent, productive life.
Your friend, Mark
Reviewed by D Johnson 4/27/2010
I remember meeting a few people in the early 60's that had survived the horrors of Hitler's madness...those stories remain with me to this day.

Cheers,
Dan
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 4/27/2010
The Final Solution - the history of mankind is woefully chock full of our horrendous acts against each other. And yet, so many still believe we are 'the children of God.' I often wonder if He weeps over His children's truly abysmal deeds.
Reviewed by Felix Perry 4/27/2010
Those of us who grew up in the shadow of World War Two remembered the condemnation of all Germans after the attrocities were uncovered but...there were as in any society those who not only opposed but actively fought against the leadership in any means they could. We forgot that German mothers and fathers lost their children to the war machine as well, the last going off most only kids of 12-15 years old. Loooking forward to reading more of this one Georg...enjoyed.
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