「６００万人」は１９１９年から叫ばれていた（！？）
まあ、それでガス室があったかなかったかということには直接には関係ないとはいうものの、どれほど昔からこの象徴的な数字が叫ばれており、それがいかに延々と神話として語り継がれているのか、という証拠にはなるでしょう。
何せ、世界各国で学校の教科書にまで『事実』として書かれている「６００万人」がこのようにして最初から筋書き通りだったことがここでも一つ明らかになるでしょう。よくもこんな悪い冗談に世界が振り回されてきたものだ！
（参照）
http://www.asyura2.com/0601/holocaust3/msg/437.html
「６００万人」神話は第２次大戦前から筋書きが決まっていたのか？
http://www.asyura2.com/0601/holocaust3/msg/458.html
「６００万人」証言のHoettlはＯＳＳエージェントの食わせ物！【ＣＩＡ公開資料から】
以下の英文は１９１９年（つまりナチス・ドイツのはるか以前、ワイマール・ドイツがやっとできたかどうか、といった時点）に書かれた「ユダヤ人の犠牲を止めなければならない！」と題される文章で、「６００万人の男女」が繰り返し繰り返し強調されています。
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http://www.thetruthseeker.co.uk/article.asp?ID=5791
The
Crucifixion of Jews Must Stop! By Martin H. Glynn ・
The American Hebrew page 582, October 31, 1919
From across the sea six million men and women call to us for help, and eight
hundred thousand little children cry for bread.
These children, these men and women are our fellow-members of the human
family, with the same claim on life as we, the same susceptibility to the
winter's cold, the same propensity to death before the fangs of hunger. Within
them reside the illimitable possibilities for the advancement of the human race
as naturally would reside in six million human beings. We may not be their
keepers but we ought to be their helpers.
In the face of death, in the throes of starvation there is no place for
mental distinctions of creed, no place for physical differentiations of race. In
this catastrophe, when six million human beings are being whirled toward the
grave by a cruel and relentless fate, only the most idealistic promptings of
human nature should sway the heart and move the hand.
Six million men and women are dying from lack of the necessaries of life;
eight hundred thousand children cry for bread. And this fate is upon them
through no fault of their own, through no transgression of the laws of God or
man; but through the awful tyranny of war and a bigoted lust for Jewish blood.
In this threatened holocaust of human life, forgotten are the niceties of
philosophical distinction, forgotten are the differences of historical
interpretation; and the determination to help the helpless, to shelter the
homeless, to clothe the naked and to feed the hungry becomes a religion at whose
altar men of every race can worship and women of every creed can kneel. In this
calamity the temporalities of man's fashionings fall away before the eternal
verities of life, and we awaken to the fact that from the hands of one God we
all come and before the tribunal of one God we all must stand on the day of
final reckoning. And when that reckoning comes mere profession of lips will not
weigh a pennyweight; but deeds, mere intangible deeds, deeds that dry the tear
of sorrow and allay the pain of anguish, deeds that with the spirit of the Good
Samaritan pour oil and wine in wounds and find sustenance and shelter for the
suffering and the stricken, will outweigh all the stars in the heavens, all the
waters in the seas, all the rocks and metals in all the celestian globes that
revolve in the firmament around us.
Race is a matter of accident; creed, partly a matter of inheritance, partly a
matter of environment, partly one's method of ratiocination; but our physical
wants and corporeal needs are implanted in all of us by the hand of God, and the
man or woman who can, and will not, hear the cry of the starving; who can, and
will not, take heed of the wail of the dying; who can, and will not, stretch
forth a helping hand to those who sink beneath the waves of adversity is an
assassin of nature's finest instincts, a traitor to the cause of the human
family and an abjurer of the natural law written upon the tablets of every human
heart by the finger of God himself.
And so in the spirit that turned the poor widow's votive offering of copper
into silver, and the silver into gold when placed upon God's altar, the people
of this country are called upon to sanctify their money by giving $35,000,000 in
the name of the humanity of Moses to six million famished men and women.
Six million men and women are dying -- eight hundred thousand little children
are crying for bread.
And why?
Because of a war to lay Autocracy in the dust and give Democracy the sceptre
of the Just.
And in that war for democracy 200,000 Jewish lads from the United States
fought beneath the Stars and Stripes. In the 77th Division alone there were
14,000 of them, and in Argonne Forest this division captured 54 German guns.
This shows that at Argonne the Jewish boys from the United States fought for
democracy as Joshua fought against the Amalekites on the plains of Abraham. In
an address on the so-called "Lost Battalion," led by Colonel Whittlesey of
Pittsfield, Major-General Alexander shows the fighting stuff these Jewish boys
were made of. In some way or another Whittlesey's command was surrounded. They
were short of rations. They tried to get word back to the rear telling of their
plight. They tried and they tried, but their men never got through. Paralysis
and stupefaction and despair were in the air. And when the hour was darkest and
all seemed lost, a soldier lad stepped forward, and said to Col. Whittlesey: "I
will try to get through." He tried, he was wounded, he had to creep and crawl,
but he got through. To-day he wears the Distinguished Service Cross and his name
is Abraham Krotoshansky.
Because of this war for Democracy six million Jewsh men and women are
starving across the seas; eight hundred thousand Jewish babies are crying for
bread.
(Continued from page 582)
In the name of Abraham Krotoshinsky who saved the "Lost Battalion," in the
name of the one hundred and ninety-nine thousand and nine hundred and
ninety-nine other Jewish boys who fought for Democracy beneath the Stars and
Stripes won't you give copper, or silver, or gold, to keep life in the heart of
these men and these women; to keep blood in the bodies of these babies?
The Jew Has Helped Everybody But The Jew.
In the world war the Jew has helped everybody but the Jew. "Over there" he
helped in camp, in council and in conflict. "Over here" he helped the Red Cross,
the Y.M.C.A., the Knights of Columbus, the Masons, the Salvation Army and
everybody else. So now is the time for everybody to help the Jew, and God knows
now is the time he needs it.
From out of the gloom of this war every other race, save one or two, has
snatched a ray of sunshine. But amid the encircling gloom there is no light for
the Jew "to lead thou me on." The war is over for everyone, but the Jew. The
knife is still at his throat and an unreasoning and unreasonable century-old
lust for Jewish blood opens his veins. The Jew in Roumania, Poland and Ukrainia
is being made the scapegoat of the war. Since the armistice has been signed
thousands of Jews in Ukrainia has been offered up as living sacrifices to
diabolical greed and fanatical passion -- their throats cut, their bodies rended
limb from limb by assassin bands and rabid soldiery. In the city of Proskunoff
one day a few weeks ago the dawn saw the door of every house wherein lived a Jew
marked as a shambles for slaughter. For four days, from sunrise to sunset,
fanatics plied the dagger like demons from hell, stopping only to teat with
hands adrip with the blood of Jewish victims. They killed the men; they were
less merciful to women. These they violated, and then they killed. From a
purpose to a fury, from a fury to a habit ran this killing of the Jews, until
within four days the streets of Proskunoff ran red with blood like gutters of a
slaughter house, until its homes became a morgue for thousands of slaughtered
human deings whose gaping wounds cried out for vengeance and whose eyes had
turned to stone at the horrors they had seen. As Hon. Simon W. Rosendale, aptly
paraphrasing Bobby Burns' thought, in his speech not long ago, said it is the
age-old story of "man's inhumanity to man that makes countless thousands mourn."
For as it has been at Proskunoff, so has it been in a hundred other places. The
bloody tale hath repetition ad nauseum. It is the same tear-stained story -- the
same old stain upon the escutcheon of humanity. Verily, Byron was right when he
wrote:
Tribes of the wandering feet and weary breast
Whither shall ye flee to be
at rest?
The wild dove hath her nest, the fox his cave,
Mankind their
countries, Israel but the grave.
But Israel is entitled to a place in the sun, and the crucifixion of Jews
must stop. We repeat the war is over for everybody, but the Jew. Like Isaac the
knife is at his throat, but unlike Isaac no power seems able to stop the steel
from thirsting for his blood. But some power the world must raise up to prevent
this decimation of a deserving race. For the peace of the world a League of
Nations let us have by all means; but for the Humanity of the World, to give
justice to the Jew and other oppressed peoples on earth, let us have a Truce of
God! -- Albany Times Union.
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