31. Use of Ground Penetration Radar at Treblinka

October 4, 2021 in Holocaust Stories

Main Index – Click HERE 31.  Use of Ground Penetration Radar at Treblinka Being an old, life-long Chopper Jockey, and an A&P Aircraft Mechanic, I have the inevitable interest in tinker-things. Stuff that actually DOES amazing-what-is-it, when crudely beating air into (temporary) submission ought not to be remotely possible. But some twit decided to try it, and here we are. Mostly. Those who ought to be locked in padded cells, screaming, wearing straight jackets, now fly helicopters instead.   Occasionally, it has to be admitted, they still scream. (Cough) Moving on. Ground-Penetration-Radar. You're kidding me, I thought. WTF. I'm used to ships pointing radar towards the horizon, to see other ships, or birds, like in the Tuna Fishing World. Who in his right mind thinks of pointing the stupid thing into the GROUND? Then I wondered about all those…. yes, those mass graves, right? Hundreds of thousands of Jews?  Millions, Read More

When Ex-pats quietly muse. Of tales, unspeakable. (Part 3)

April 20, 2021 in Holocaust Stories

Main Index – Click HERE Speak to me, fair woman, and tell me your story When Ex-pats quietly muse. Of tales, unspeakable.  (Part 3) Job taken by African I banked the helicopter gently onto final approach into Cabinda Airport, Angola. Listening to the often-emotional African Air Traffic controller. Who never seemed very relaxed, and was often seemingly in a state of near-panic.  Somewhere behind me, I had no idea how far away, an ancient old Boeing 727, battered and streaked, was laboriously clattering & whining its tortuous way down from the troubled skies.  Since those (Angolan)  pilots insisted in communicating almost exclusively in their own native language, we ex-Pats had little clue as to what the hell was going on. They were 'somewhere out there', Read More

Beyond the Garden gate

April 17, 2021 in The Great Cosmic Kindness

A Chance Meeting

April 16, 2021 in The Great Cosmic Kindness

A chance meeting It is fine to wander staff in hand that long, dusty road and meet, once in a while, a rare event a fellow pilgrim. With whom we may converse deeply, satisfyingly yet mostly in silence. Listening to clouds the wind, the stars at night. And our own, soft hearts, beating. Return to GCK Main Index?   Last edited by Francis Meyrick on April 16, 2021, Read More

Great Cosmic Kindness

April 16, 2021 in The Great Cosmic Kindness

GCK – MAIN INDEX Great Cosmic Kindness One small soul's clumsily-tripping journey through the great puzzle of his tiny Life    Revealed Humanity Sailing the Stars Smoke, and lenses. Tiny spirit, thick fog. Beyond the Garden Gate Poetry A Chance Meeting Last edited by Francis Meyrick on April 17, 2021, Read More

When Expats quietly muse. Of tales, unspeakable. (Part 2)

April 15, 2021 in Holocaust Stories

Main Index – Click HERE When Expats quietly muse. Of tales, unspeakable. (Part 2) Shutting down much-needed conversation 1. So much today strives to shut down conversation. Often, a much-needed one. Thus the cry 'Racist!', 'Islamophobe!', 'anti-Semite!', 'Islamophobe!', 'Homophobe!', sends most curious minds quickly scurrying for the (peacefully) silent hills. 2. These (often angry, even hysterical) denunciations are often wrapped in soaring morality. Positively drip-ping with it.     3. To back up the high plains of superior morality, we have the introduction of criminal penalties for offenders, with 'Hate Speech' being a fine catch-all.   A bit like cops, and their favorite 'disturbing the peace', one size fits all. This shutting down of open conversation is not a good thing. As Andrew Torba so keenly sees. It's crude, a major step backwards. Wrapped in fine morality, or not. Unfortunately, it's effective. It's left for a relative handful of GAB fools, like myself, Read More

Smoke, and lenses. Tiny spirit, thick fog.

April 10, 2021 in The Great Cosmic Kindness

Smoke, and lenses. Tiny spirit, thick fog. There is much that I, a tiny mud worm spirit, fail to understand.  I step softly through new portals of thought, humbly, respectfully, as one always seeking a teacher. Or on the look-out. For a better, more knowledgeable man. I love to probe new questions. Or old ones, in the light of new experience, or different perspective. I am therefore always puzzled by the teeming legions. Who confidently kick doors open. With a resounding crash. Loudly, enter. With a flourish. Or is it a swagger? Intent to make their presence felt. Immediately. It seems they disapprove of silence. Acoustic, or spiritual. And feel instantly obliged to fill it. With their -magnificent- being. And I? It seems? Often offend them.  For which I am sorry. I can't help it. It's just not my way. I see life as a (very) short trailer. For a movie, Read More

When Expats quietly muse. Of tales, unspeakable

April 9, 2021 in Holocaust Stories

Main Index – Click HERE When Expats quietly muse. Of tales, unspeakable. Routine-genocidal abomination I was working overseas, in a dangerous part of the world. The local town was strictly off-limits at night. Risky at best. I was glad to find the supplies I needed, and uncomfortably aware I was the only White Man in the ramshackle shop, as I had been in the filthy street outside. Where curious, long, in-your-face stares are the norm. I was therefore surprised to turn around, and behold a beautiful young Western woman, blond and curvaceous, with a wonderful, open, charming smile. She was, wisely, accompanied by an unsmiling, capable-looking, uniformed body guard. We chatted a while, and upon hearing that I was flying helicopters, I saw recognition of the harsh nature of our missions in her eyes. A momentary flash of hurt, disappointment, Read More

How do you explain that the (alleged) 'Holocaust' is not (NOT) 'ancient History'?

April 9, 2021 in Holocaust Stories

Main Index – Click HERE The brave, the noble, the gentle Yezidis – scattered cruelly to the 4 winds The world – yawns? How do you explain to good-hearted people that the (alleged) 'Holocaust' is not (NOT) 'ancient History' ? When they shrug their shoulders? Indifferently? When their thinly-disguised dis-interest conveys: 'so who even cares any more?' I find it hard to explain to people I am close to, that the (alleged) 'Holocaust' matters. A lot. If it were true? That no less than six million Jews were murdered? In barbaric fashion? It would matter, most terribly. How could it have happened? Why?  And most on point:  could it ever happen again? Eighty years in History? On a universal Time Scale?  Is just one beat of a tired butterfly's wings. It's yesterday. If that ghastly butchery were true? Worry about today! Worry about… your tomorrow. *** Who, you should consider, Read More

The Holocaust Flowery Lie Industry

April 6, 2021 in Holocaust Stories

Main Index – Click HERE AD 2021 – the sad words of Solzhenitsyn – revisited The Holocaust Flowery Lie Industry 'Castles of the Holocaust – that, when questioned, instantly evaporate' How to approach:    trying (your simple best) to understand the (profitable) Holocaust Lie Industry. Most of us live busy lives. Other stuff going on. Time (and energy) is at a premium. So, in my tiny mind, I like 'clarity in thought'. I try (heck, I try) to write 'readable prose'. My stories and my 7 books on helicopters & flying & my frequent 'Stupid', have often received what is for me, an accolade:   "It's easy to read." Why should anything be NOT easy to read? The more wildly obscure the language, the more, (what?), 'advanced' and 'erudite' it must be? Really? Or are we just prepping the road to snidely proclaim that something was written for 'academics' and 'professionals'. Therefore, Read More