Back in
about 1970, as I drove our children home
past Buckingham Palace, I remarked that
the Queen was home, as the royal standard
was flying. 'Does she know how close she
lives to No. 81 Duke Street?' asked
Josephine. |
September
13, 2005 (Tuesday) London
(England) UP at six-thirty a.m. and drive
Jessica to school. I feel more relaxed now that we
have a clear choice of one or two rental homes to
move to (unless things go wrong); finance is of
course a huge obstacle. 7 pm TV producer Bill comes for dinner. We drive
up to the [restaurant] and sit outside
until it gets too cold. We talk of many things, his
film on Reszö Kasztner (who was, he
says, screwing Joel
Brand's wife Hansi), the lack of any film
footage anywhere of Kasztner; Adolf
Eichmann, (one son is a very uncooperative
professor at Heidelberg, the other, Dieter, more
screwball and helpful.) He says he wants to
approach [--], his usual commissioning TV
firm, to commission a film on my life in his series
"The Real Benito Mussolini," etc. Would I cooperate? Of course, I trust him
implicitly. Which he is clever enough no doubt to
have realized. We discuss his film on Mussolini; he
says, on my inquiry, that he had an eye-witness,
Frattuori(??), who related that the killing of
Benito Mussolini and Clara Petacci as
it eventually occurred was not planned that way,
nor was it in front of the gates where other
historians have it, but elsewhere -- somebody's gun
went off, shooting Mussolini, and they then
finished Clara off as well, and having done that
they liquidated all his entourage too; the plan had
been her to take the two down into Milan, to the
square where their bodies were eventually draped by
their feet from lamp standards, put them on trial
and shoot them at the end of the day. September
14, 2005 (Wednesday) London
(England) AT ELEVEN a.m. the printer comes with proofs of
Apocalypse 1945: the Destruction of Dresden,
the picture
section; the pictures have reproduced really
well, under the circumstances -- the old 1961 East
German copy transparencies were badly washed
out. I pack more boxes. The back is beginning to hurt
from the lifting; I have carried a ton of books up
from our store downstairs ready for the move. 12:30 bank manager should have come for lunch,
but he comes at 1:30. Is okay with the new move.
After discussing it with Rebecca from the agency I
formally submit our rental offer for the Britannia
Road house. Less than we pay here but much
larger. Vanessa F. then phones, still eager to get me
into the Queen Anne's Gate rental property she is
offering. I diffidently say, offer the owner
[...] as my top offer. She does not sound
shocked. It would be nice to get in there, but what
a price he is asking! September
15, 2005 (Thursday) London
(England) SUPPER at Prezzo's with Jessica. At 9:51 pm this
email to Alan H., the expert on the Reinhardt
Camps: "9:50 pm To my horror the American owner of
the big apartment in Queen Anne's Gate, has
apparently accepted my scandalously low offer of
[...]. Or so it seems. Aaarhgh! He is
coming to London tomorrow from North America and we
may meet, I am told by the agency. The Big Move
will be next week, either up or down, to near Her
Majesty or to Chelsea, je nachdem. A Certain
Person is criticising me for having 'wasted time'
outside that restaurant all last Saturday with
you." Yes, near to the Palace. Back in about 1970, as
I drove our children home past Buckingham Palace, I
remarked that the Queen was home, as the royal
standard was flying. "Does she know how close she
lives to No. 81 Duke Street?" asked
Josephine, with all the sweet innocence of a
seven year old. September
16, 2005 (Friday) London
(England) I SEE that the reinsurers around the world
expect to fork out 41.5 billion dollars for
Hurricane Katrina claims. They are not unhappy, not
unhappy at all, to judge by the financial newspaper
reports. As they point out, as these hurricancs hot
up, to coin a phrase, so they can screw up their
premiums to meet them, and they will not lose in
the long run. Where would the insurance industry be
without major catastrophes? Hiscox, one of the world's major insurers, has
also stated in The Daily Telegraph that
Katrina was not unexpected, given that the seas are
warming and hurricanes derive their brutal strength
from warm water. So if anybody is to play the blame
game, it should be the rest of us, wagging a finger
at George W Bush and his apocalyptic refusal to
sign on to the Kyoto Agreement against global
warming. At present Bush's philosophy on leadership
responsibility seems somewhat at odds with Harry
S Truman's. The buck stops here, said Harry; oh
no, says Bush, it stops way down there -- about a
hundred yards from Bourbon Street.
MY friend the militaria expert Bob Johnston
rages at me in
an email because I will not write an article
authenticating the gun that Hitler's niece, Geli
Raubal (right), used to kill herself, and he
tells me how I have got it all wrong. Maybe I have,
but 1931 and guns are not my speciality, I
admit. I reply: Can I post that letter (edited down a
bit) on the website? We've been involved in
frantic packing of boxes etc for weeks. We're
all moving this weekend, still don't know where
to! I'll keep all informed. They filled the rest
of this building with hookers, so I've no choice
but to go. Mr Sanctimonious Blair's brave new
London! All Eastern Europeans and Russians.
IT seems to be open season on me again.
Chris
Palmer writes "This was taken from the
following
website below" -- which appear to be by one of
our traditional enemies. DAVID
IRVING This man is one of the most outspoken
and vile of the revisionists and has several
websites. Here's a sample of his beliefs: "I
don't see any reason to be tasteful about
Auschwitz. It's baloney, it's a legend. Once we
admit the fact that it was a brutal slave labour
camp and large numbers of people did die, as
large numbers of innocent people died elsewhere
in the war, why believe the rest of the
baloney?"It
is hard for me to believe that scum like this
are allowed to spew their entrails to the world
with impunity. People like this must be
prosecuted to the full extent of the law. If the
law does not provide for the protection of
innocents, then the law must be
changed. 7:45 am I reply, "Yup, I guess I got no taste at
all. The quotation is truncated, from September
1991 when I spoke to an audience in Calgary,
Alberta; it was used by Mr Richard Rampton
QC on the
first day of the
Lipstadt trial, which I guess is about as far
as these dunderheads got into those
trial transcripts." I drive Jessica to school; I have leased a
little bright blue mini for a week or two while we
move home. The roads are now a-buzz with motorbikes
and scooters, beating the £8 a day congestion
charge. (As Mayfair residents we get a 90 percent
discount). Perhaps our Mayor Ken Livingstone
did not anticipate this switch to two wheels, but
it is making driving in London a nightmare. The bikers are hostile and either ignorant of
road rules or deliberately abuse them. If they
can't get through a gap, they turn and scream
abuse, and aim punches and kicks at the cars'
bodywork as they hurtle past. What a difference:
braving the streets and roads of the great cities
of Europe, where rage and violence dominate the
highways, not seldom ending in murder; and cruising
the wide open spaces of the Eisenhower Interstate
system in the USA, where more often than not there
is no other vehicle to be seen from horizon to
horizon, as one drives (on cheap gas) across
Montana or North Dakota or the Great Plains. I know
which I prefer.
THE anagram hounds have been howling again. After
one expert sent me a wicked
slew of anagrams of the name of the otherwise
perfect Deborah Lipstadt , e.g., slab
throated dip (but only one of which made use of
the fact that the crapulous word describing that
delightful little country in the Middle East could
be found in her name), another perhaps crueler
genius has dissected the similarly endowed Simon
Wiesenthal, the unselfish owner of the famous
name which he rents out for a $50,000 a year
concession fee to the Institutes in Los Angeles and
elsewhere. He comes up with these offerings: - aimless
non-white
- who
instills enema
- new
halitosis men
- semen
within also
- mean
s&^^ lies now
- he
is own ailments
- lame
on this swine
- now
hate in smiles
| - im
the slow insane
- so
new menial s*&^
- S*%!
low inssane me
- howl,
insist enema
- S^%$
no male sinew
- the
man swine soil
- Him
sweats online
| | To cap it all, he offers an anagram of
holocaust, "hot coal us", which I must
confess I find truly tasteless, to quote
Calgary. Alberta, that is, not the
Bible. |
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