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To: Common Tator
And the Wellstone Son standing on Dad's grave leading the cheers had all the humanity of a NATZI get together to remember the good old days at the gas chamber.

Precisely. I was listening to sound bytes and it was indistinguishable in tone and attitude from a NSDAP rally in Munich in 1933.

151 posted on 10/31/2002 12:07:52 AM PST by Erasmus
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To: Erasmus
Precisely. I was listening to sound bytes and it was indistinguishable in tone and attitude from a NSDAP rally in Munich in 1933.

The meeting was to be opened at 7:30. At 7:15 I entered the Festsaal of the Hofbrauhaus on the Platzl in Munich, and my heart nearly burst for joy. The gigantic hall-for at that time it still seemed to me gigantic-was overcrowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, a mass numbering almost two thousand people. And above all-those people to whom we wanted to appeal had come. [...]

After the first speaker had finished, I took the floor. A few minutes later there was a hail of shouts, there were violent dashes in the hall, a handful of the most faithful war comrades and other supporters battled with the disturbers, and only little by little were able to restore order.

I was able to go on speaking. After half an hour the applause slowly began to drown out the screaming and shouting.

I now took up the program and began to explain it for the first time. From minute to minute the interruptions were increasingly drowned out by shouts of applause. And when I finally submitted the twenty-five theses, point for point, to the masses and asked them personally to pronounce judgment on them, one after another was accepted with steadily mounting joy, unanimously and again unanimously, and when the last thesis had found its way to the heart of the masses, there stood before me a hall full of people united by a new conviction, a new faith, a new will.

When after nearly four hours the hall began to empty and the crowd, shoulder to shoulder, began to move, shove, press toward the exit like a slow stream, I knew that now the principles of a movement which could no longer be forgotten were moving out among the German people. A fire was kindled from whose flame one day the sword must come which would regain freedom for the Germanic Siegfried and life for the German nation.

-- Adolf Hitler, "Mein Kampf", Vol 1., Chapter 12


161 posted on 10/31/2002 9:17:47 AM PST by Dan Day
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