Ernst Zundel passed away quietly at his home in Baden-Wurttemberg, Germany, Saturday, August 5. He was 78. Murderbymedia3 announced this sad news this morning.
The jews wasted no time in hissing and spitting on the man who frightened them so badly.
As historical footnotes go, one of my proudest contributions was the exposing of Ernst Zundel as a neo-Nazi.
From that point onward, the secret world of this notorious Toronto-based anti-Semite began to unravel, leading to years in court fighting extradition as a security risk, and finally his deportation to a German jail where he served time for inciting racial hatred and for being a Holocaust denier, a criminal offence in Germany.
It has been learned, through a posting by his estranged wife, that Zundel — odious to the core — died of a heart attack Saturday at age 78 at his home in Germany’s Black Forest where he lived after his release from prison in 2010 following five years of incarceration.
In the end, he had been deported from both the United States and Canada, and was wanted by no one.
Germany had no choice. Zundel was one of theirs.
It began for me in 1978 when a TV mini-series on the Holocaust saw the sudden appearance of Ernst Zundel being quoted in all the media as a legitimate and seemingly benign spokesman for a group called Concerned Parents of German Descent, who argued that the Second World War was long over, and that Germans were being tarnished yet again by the sins of their forefathers.
Who in hell was this Ernst Zundel?
As I would soon uncover and expose, he was the author, among many hate-filled pamphlets, of a recently published 120-page book called The Hitler We Loved and Why, which he had written under the nom-de-plume of his two middle names, Christof Friedrich.
It was printed and distributed by White Power Publications (WPP) in Reedy, West Virginia.
Its editor, George Dietz, convinced by my ruse that he and I shared similar ideologies, admitted in a phone conversation that Ernst Zundel and Christof Friedrich were the same.
A review of Zundel’s book, published in the neo-Nazi Liberty Bell magazine, which was also a product of WPP, read as follows:
“(Friedrich) leaves no doubt about it. Hitler was well loved and loved in return, but this relationship between the Leader and his people was not the gushy, sickly-sweet effusion of an obese Jewish mother for her pimply, draft-dodging son. This was Aryan love. Strong, steady and uplifting.
“Out of the rubble for a nation laid waste by the Jews, the Fuehrer built an orderly, corruption-free, economically vibrant and morally-pure society in which our men were manly.”
In Zundel’s mind, like in the mind of like-thinking neo-Nazis, the death of six million Jews in German extermination camps was a hoax, and Hitler was “a type of risen German Christ, a faith figure in the eyes of his people.”
Within hours of that column hitting the newsstands of the day, complete with that review of Christof Friedrich’s essay on Hitler love, Ernst Zundel’s jig was up. His days as a credible media spokesman were over.
By the next morning, he was forced to admit on the CBC that he and Christof Friedrich were one and the same and, before long, a series of criminal courts became his second home.
When Zundel was eventually released from that German prison, he complained his cell was no better than a “chicken coop.” Compared to the concentration camps where six million Jews lived and died, however, it was a five-star hotel.
The fact that he was able to die at home in Germany, of natural causes, and apparently in robust health up until the heart attack hit, is just another example of how life isn’t fair.
He deserved agony, but got none.