Schindler's list and other lies

As a nation we have been inundated with tales of brutality by the Germany of Hitler.

These horror stories are presented as if they were without precedent in history.  A greater slaughter occurred in the Ukraine a decade previously and has never penetrated the American consciousness as the foremost liars and apologizers for the brutal Soviet regime were the New York media and academic types During the period which the American press unhesitatingly has called the Holocaust (to the exclusion of deaths of people other than Jews), a much greater number of non-Jews were killed. With the sanctioning of Schindler's List by winning a movie Oscar as quasi-official American history the half-century avoidance of facing the

highly repugnant fact that the most zealous, most efficient, and most skillful helpers of the Nazis were the leaders of continental European Jewry has been continued.

Hollywood creates the fiction

Hollywood has persisted in the fiction of noble suffering by Jews.  The wife of Schindler denied there ever was such a list made by her husband.  "It was made by a man called Goldman.  This man took money to put a name on the list - no money, no place on the list.  I was told this by a Dr. Schwartz in Vienna; he had paid in diamonds to save his wife."[3] (This comment was carried in an English newspaper and has never appeared in America.)

 Steven Jay Rechnitz  aka Steven Ross

The movie was made in memorial to Steve Ross, who headed the Time-Life entertainment conglomerate.  Born Steven Jay Rechnitz in Brooklyn in 1927, the future Steve Ross told friends he enlisted in 1945 at age 15 for "adventure" and service to his country.  War hero Reality was that he enlisted at age 18 to get his choice of service.  After six months of training, young Rechnitz boarded the USS Hopping, a high speed transport.  Later Mr. Ross would tell friends that his ship supported the Marines in their landings in the Pacific.

Mr. Ross attributed his being hard of hearing to the firing of his ship's guns.  In fact his ship had been in Norfolk, Virginia, when he was assigned, and he had spent all of seven days at sea during his military service. 

After leaving the navy Mr. Ross entered Paul Smith Junior College near Lake Placid, New York.  While preparing for life's adventures, he built a reputation for being an accomplished touch football player.   He played so hard and aggressively that he broke his arm.  This injury was so severe that it was featured in the school newspaper. 

Football star

In later years Mr. Ross would tell his friends that he had broken his arm, not playing at Paul Smith, but while playing end with the Cleveland Browns, the great powerhouse of post-World War II professional football. 

His children would have their bedrooms decorated with banners and other memorabilia of the Cleveland Browns.[4]   Yet when his career was recounted in the New York Times, a Mr. Cohen, an economic correspondent of that paper, dismissed his gift for lying about his past as of being of no significance.  Mr. Ross's imperative dishonesty about two of the most recognized symbols of American masculinity should have caused some comment, but people like Mr. Ross had always received lenient understanding from the New York Times.[5]

Time-Warner conglomerate among its cultural and business triumphs merchandised the song, Cop Killers, by black rappers.  The song celebrated the killing of police and had the refrain: "Die, die, die, pig, die".  As a promotion gimmick Time-Warner had sent copies of Cop Killers to disc jockeys with the record wrapped in a black vinyl body bag.[6]  

No regard for serviceman

Mr. Ross was addicted to money.  In the fall of 1990 when the build-up for war against Iraq was accelerating, Time had as a cover story "What to Do With Your Money" if and when war came.  Not much concern was shown for those without money or for  American soldiers.  For the affluent, who had no connection with the military, war had become theoretical, except for the area of personal finances.  The rich talked about profiting from war with no concern how cruel it must seem for those with sons and daughters in Saudi Arabia.[7]   Henry Luce at his worst would never have stooped to such sleaze.  But Mr. Rechnitz and his kind now dominate the American media.

The triumph of Shindler's List and its acceptance as truth is the necessary proof.