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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1962-07-12, Page 5Hong South Kong .Chtna Sea leap t. EUROPE'S PARLIAMENT — Becoming one of the most important buildings in Europe is the Palace of Congresses in Brussels, Belgium. The city is the "provisional Capital" of the European Common Market' and the palace is where the Council of Ministers, repre- senting the six member nations, meets regularly. Completed two years ago, the building also houses the council's secretariat. Brussels has provided several other buildings for varied bodies in the Market, including a school for 1,200• children of European officials, IMut he waited. .puttently, pophitally., • , At lest the familiar kigkArta earn* in sight. Mr. •Whinatable,, M,P., on his way home to greet hilt wife and snatch. a quick meal before returning for the final stagessin,egfu.t.11e debate, stopped in trout of Ernie a nd looked at him i. • "Just tell me one thing.," he said quietly. "Why wouldn't yen gen me a paper, earlier on?" Old' Ernie regarded him blend- "Have a. heart, guv'nor," he saide"Aeroplane down in the Sa,.. hara„ no one knows which ono It is, someone just seen the blazin' , wreckage, your rnissus flying back from Lagos today — ant you about to get up on yer hind legs an' make a. speeCh? "Blimey, guy,. you'd 'a fretted .yerself into a nervous break- down, wouldn't you, now?" °I probably would," said Mr, ciWuhttiensatagbolea.d rs"pAeseciht:w. as; I made. "X know yen aid. sir" "Oh, you do, do you? Well, my wife's all right — she rang Up. from the airport. It waa a .char- 'ter piaTa that crashed, ! freighter." "I know, sir. Crew of -three, Might 'a bin much worse." "Ernie," said Mr. Whinstabler "you know too damn much;" "Me, Sir?" Ernie was outraged, "All I know is what I reads in- the papers." From "Tit-Bits" He Made News Instead Of Selling It A Complete Story by CHARLES IRVING BACK IN THE NEWS—Large- scale military build-up is re- ported on the Red China mainland' in Fukien provinCe, opposite Nationalist-held is- lands of Quemoy and Matsu. tie carieleideet, and \O!! alter his Poster, The afternoon wore on, A big heavy mein walked un to Ernie. "Afternoon, .Super," said. Ernie, holding' out a paper,. Threepence. changed hands, "Afternoon, Ernie. What's all ehis? Air ertteb?" "Jet plane, .on the way bock from Africa," said Ernie.. "'Era "Old on, sir,. Gitrime, that one back." Ills quick ears had. caught the' -sound of the van. It turned the corner, with the last edition. Ernie gave one to Chief Super- intendent 'Pyke • "We'll have a bit more news bn.vthis•noownew,dhiheie s z plane "Maybe they y 13e by now." "Here a e are," said Pyke. "Charter flight from Kano, crash- ed in the Sahara, Where the hell's Kano, anyway?" "Northern Nigeria," said Ernie surprisingly, and grinned, "Char- ter flight, eh? Early editions, they thought it was the regular passenger Iendafelight' ie l forward. "'Fret Voung Billy-Boy-Billy was 'ere couple hours ago, Give 'em a right turn, when i told 'im you'd found the car." The big man suddenly became very alert, "Where did he go, Ernie?" "Well, 'e went on in the gen- eral direction of Victoria, Your guess is as good as mine — but I'd try old mother Kemp's." "Thanks, I will, We all thought he was out of town," He waved a large hand, and strode off to- wards a telephone box, Ernie waited, humming a lit- tle tune. Perhaps the news didn't change, over the months and the years; but it changed the lives of people. One senior civil ser- vant, due for promotion. One crook, due for a prison sentence. One M,P, . . „ Old Ernie felt in his pocket. The debate in the House was an important one, now in its second day. He switched oh his pocket radio. After a time he nodded, satisfied, and switched it off again, "Slashin" attack on the Guy"- ment," he muttered to himself, thinking in headlines. "Young M.P. arouses storm, "Started off well, be in the Cabinet, you mark my words," he told himself. There were no customers now; *Modern Etiquette By Anne Ashley Q. I live in a residenee ]notes, and wonder whether I am sup- posed to tip the elevator starter after I have been here for a few months. A. A resident in a hotel usual- ly tips the elevator man regular- ly, giving him a dollar a month,. approximately, and remembers the starter, too, at regular in- tervals, Q. What should engaged coed pies do Wheit calling their en- gagernerit off? A. Above all, keep their bitter- ness (if any) to themselves. The girl shouldn't discuss the matter, except possibly with one or two best friends. And the man should accept the blame and not discuss It with anyone. This may seem a bit rigid nowadays, bnt the dictates of good taste still hold good, But the youth was out of ear- shot. Ernie grinned. Others came, and bought papers. A van swooped round the corner, with a new edition. The driver leaned out. "You'll want a new poster, Ernie," he said. "Air disaster!" "Orright," said Ernie phleg- matically. He glanced at the front page, looked at it mare closely, and decided to leave his posters alone. He stood inhere, selling his papers, One eye alert towards' the street on his left. He was Watch- ing for a client. Presently he saw him. Mr, Elliot Whinstable, young, preoccupied, striding al- ong the pavement. "Afternoon, Mr. Whinetable," he said. He did not hold out a paper, "Afternoon, Ernie. How are you?" Mr, Whinetable began feel- ing in his pockets. "You don't want this lot, sir," said Ernie confidentially. "Noth- ing but ratting and football, keep you the late one," "I'd better have one, though . ," "Thinkin' of yer maiden speech, sir? Don't you go tinkerin' about with it at the last moment. Take my advice, an' say what you've made up yer mind to say — an' say it straight out!" The M,P. smiled — a smile that revealed the character of the man; "All right, Ernie, I'll do as you say," "You do that, sir, an' the' best of luck! 'Ow's yer wife, Mr. Whinstable?" "She's away, you know, Back this evening. Very disappointed she couldn't make it in time for my speech. But between you and me, Ernie, I think I'll do better Without her sitting up hi the gallery!" Ernie grinned. "Best friend and severest critic, eh, sir? See yer later!" Mn. Whinetable, glancing at his Watch, disappeared hurried- ly. Ernie began talking to hien- self; a' thing he only did in mo- ments of stress, "Good bloke, that," he muttet- ed. "Let's 'ripe 'e' makes' a' good impression, s'afternoen. Be in the Cabinet, fifteen or twenty, years' time, "But I shan't be here to see it," SAUCY STRIPES -- Veronica displays a striped knit bikini with matching, jacket at a style show in London, England. Old Ernie was not like other newspaper sellers. In his way he was an aristocrat, Some said he had money of his own, and just sold the evening papers for the sake of something to do. Certainly if you wanted the early racing edition you wouldn't get it; from Ernie, He didn't "come on." until mid-day or af- terwards, in time to catch the lunch-time clientele. On the other hand he didn't knock off, if there was "any- thing doing," until quite late at night. _ If lie knew you, he would keep you up to date on the latest Test score, whether the match was being played in England, Aus- tralia, or elsewhere. In the cap- acious pocket of hie incredibly ancient overcoat, he carried a small transistor radio set, with a thin wire leading to an ear- plug. "SSeventy-siX for three," he would murmur lugubriously, holding out a Palter which only noted fifty-four for two. Moreover, old Ernie read what was .in the' papers, Nobody knew hoW or when he did it; he seem- ed to be able to glance at a page, and remember all the contents. Ernie's pitch was in Westedin- sten neat' to Parliament, Scotland Yard, and Whitehall, And his clientele was largely composed of civil servants, politemen add The d a y began typically enough. Ernie had not been at his pitch ten minutes when a tall man, neatly dressed and: carrying a briefcase, came up and held out a threepenny piece, "Morning, sir," said Ernie, "Morning, Ernie. Thank you." Ernie grinned. "It'll be arida- crown in future to speak to yeti, will it, sir?" The tall man turned bank. "What was that?" Ernie grinned. again, "Sir Cuth- bert Gilbert got' that job eirith the Ministry Of Planning' and Re- Construction," he confided, "Jest bin atencitineed, Mean a AO' up for you, won't it now?" The tall man frowned, and then "Ernie," he Said, "yeu know tee hutch?' "Wet; me sir? I don't' lend* riethin" bet What's in the patters." The next cueterner wale' deter diffeeent. He Wait yenng, hard- eyed, wary. He slouched up to 'trine With hif halide in his pockets. "What's doing'?" hit asked. "Buy a paper an' see," tetbitted Ernie. "I'll bey the late ein. New- market teethe; What's dein, I said On do yini want the bays to pay you a visit?" Old Ertiie leaned forward. "You can't frighten me with The Boys," he said. 'tot ol Weak.. minded kids, with bicycle chains Then the old Matt gtintiedi sardonic grin; this tittle, "I'll tell you What's dein'," he Said. °They've Mend the eat," The youth stepped back a pade, and the cold' shadow of fear arept into his eyes. "They've not! Yeti Made that tip What car, ariywayP "Yeti know. what car, And Se do i And so &tee every reader Of this bleediiii newspaper, by eta*.. if I was you, I'd scarper, The bogeys ate Out." Automatically the yoittli look ell oyei, his shoulder, '406 said role stet*, 6A.ti'' it don't matter where you gon PIA YOU Uti atiadt *kits' especially the American Union in the future." But in Hitler's pipe- dream alliance with England, he found a possible snag for the future. The germs of his ultimate dementia were already eating at his brain, "Yet another important factor emerges in regard to England's attitude towards Germany," he Mused. "The decisive influence that world Jewry also possesses in England, "just as surely as' Ariglo-Sax- onisril itself can overcome its war-psychosis vis-a-vis Germany, World Jewry just as surely will neglect nothing to keep the old enmities alive." If Hitler were living today, his anti-Semitism w o u l d explode when he learned the identity. of the man who has tracked down and unearthed this important manuscript, He ig , a Jeetin His nente is Gerhard Ludwig Weinberg', thirty-fottr-old Profes- sor of History at the University of Michigan. He was bobs in Hanover the very year that Hitler' Wrote this second book. In 1935, the' Nazis' stripped Weinberg's father' of his' civil service job. An uncle dleappear- ad into a concentration call* It Was time for the Weinberg's to Ilee for their' lives. They neeafeed to England. When , tltie war stetted, young derhatel was at school at Sevanage learn- ing English. His father Was in, tanned as an enemy alien. Before the wait Wit oven the Vdeinberge • moved to Atnerice, and -it was there that Gerhard. Started an academic career Which Was to lead hire eventually to a study of German' War records and documents. In 1949 he read a book called 'The Private Iffier, spotted a hint that Hitler had Written a book On foreign policy; and his search was On He had no real luck Until 1956 when he was invited to diteet a team of historians selected to microfilm thous'inds Of Neil documents. Oh a hot sihnitier'S day in 1658; the young professor finally stein, bled across file Miniber tAlj• WM. He read the untitled itiartitentied and realized that at long last his hunt, had ended. The Americans are itireadin calling his discovery d the- gest historical find Of the world' turen" Soon, the whole WOrid Wili be able to, read this grim gospel Of the High Priest of Mass Merder In seine hearts, it will invoke a teinporary terror . In others, it will IOW. an, abject' ,sense of shame, for it; Witt serval ale a constant terniticlot bt 1 Ai* giiiito For Third World War Mussolini and his Faseist Italy were to be the allies. War Number Two, was to obli- terate the Russians and the poles. For, in their territories, lay the golden land for lebenitraum, that vital extra living space so ciddli- leant in the Nazi plan, But two wars were not sufficient. For the very first, through this fascinat- ing new manuscript, we now learn that the Nazi hordes, were to wage War Number Three. The enemy this time? America. Megalomaniac Hitler reasoned that England would not interfere with his plans as long as she was able to preserve her colonial Empire, England was the logical friend of Germany because the same Saxon blood flowed in her veins. But America was dangerous, She had become a great world power by joining in the First World War. Hitler confesses' he could not tolerate the United States becoming the leader of mankind, "Only Germany will in the future be able to stand up to North America," he writes, "It is the duty of the National Social- ist Movement to prepare and strengthen the Fatherland to the utmost for this task." As a British war reporter whose name was subsequently found on the Nazi extermination list, I saw some of the horrors that Hitler , inflicted upon Europe, They increased my loathing for the prominent people in this country who admired the Hitler cult and paid lip service to its evil genius. Today, now that I have read this manuscript, I can understand the cunning propaganda which sullied their souls and made a cheap mockery of their patri- otism„ writes' Bill Eyton Jones' in "Tit-Bits," Here is a specimen from the 1928 gospel: "A world empire of the size of Britain today is al- ways the result of a marriage of the highest folk values and the clearest political goals . ." The Hitler of 1928 even forgave us for our colonial expansion over the centuries. "If today the globe has an English world empire, then for the time being there is also no people which, on the grounds of its general civic-political charac- teristics as well as its average political sagacity; would be more fitted for it," he wrote. With his hand on his heart, Hitler protested against the Ger- manic "God punish England" at- titude which followed the First World War. "Since the year 1920, I have tried with all means and most persistently to accustom the Na- tionalist Socialist Movement to the idea of an alliance among Germany, Italy and England," ho stated, "But this 'God punish England" standpoint, first and foremost, still- robbed our people of any capacity for clear and sober thinking, "Sinee. God is just as much an the side of the stronger and more determined, as well as, prefer- ably, on the side of those who are cleverer, he manifestly re- fused to inflict the punishment." Hitler was convinced that al- though Britain had been victori- ous on the• battlefields of France, she had failed to achieve her real war' aim, Even with theGerman threat to her supremacy of the seas removed, England was by no means safe,. "The American threat to that supremacY, with a considerably stronger haze; took its place," he asserted, "In the future the greatest danger to England Would not be-in Europe any mot-net all but in North America," In fact, says, the manuscript, if England herself "remains tree to, her great worldepolltical aims; her pletential opponents; will be' France and. Ruseia in Europe; and in , then other Parte-of the world Hitler's Secret Plan File number EAR 103/40. Marked "Seeret," joint property of British and American Army Intelligence, Hidden for fifteen years In the depths of the Penta- gon in Washington, To seed away with tons of captured Nazi does- meats in a disused tcrpedo feed tory in Virginia. Contents. .One reaneseript eon- sisting of 32,4 bacilyetyped, per, pie-inked p ages. Ingloriously characterized by poor grammar, sloppy netting, slipshod style. introduction, "Politics is his- tory in the making. History itself is the presentation of the course of a people's strugle for exiet- enee , ," Origin. The manuscript was written in a cheaply-rented, iso- lated sehloes in the German vil- lage of Obersalzberg during the spring and summer of 1928. Author, A former German army corporal, Iron Cross Second. Class, Son of an Austrian Cus- toms official, ills ambition was to paint pictures. But be painted houses instead, He had become a beer-cellar politician who, in an abortive putseh in Bavaria to seize power, had earned himself a stretch of jail in Landsberg Fortress, Name. Adolf Hitler, On a diet of Kraftbruhe—"Strength Soup" —and piga' trotters in the for- tress, he had written his first work called Mein Kampf. In its first three years, it sold only 25,000 copies, In terms of hard cash, it was at that time a com- merical flop, It was a lean time for the would-be Messiah and his dis- ciples, The man with the Charlie Chaplin moustache, lank lock of hair plastered across his forehead and the blousy trenchcoat, was hard up for party funds, In the 1928 Reichstag elections, the Nazi representation had been. cut down to twelve seats, The average German was still enjoy- ing a, temporary glow of prosper- ity. The Hitler creed was just a street-corner cry. So, the Obersalzberg manu- script—basis for Hitler's second book—was the remedy, It was a dramatic and patriotic message to conservative, nationalistic a a d monied circles. But the more Hitler dictated, the angrier he became, He rant- ed. He raved, The very men he wanted to woo became the target for his venom, "Hide the manuscript for the time being," wasp his, order, For, he decided, it might be another commercial flop and would only irritate his intended collabora- tors. Seventeen years later, Hitler died ingloriously in the- Berlin, bunker, The New Order was smashed. The Thousand-Years Reich lay in ruins, Now, the' manuseript has been found, In die number EAP 105/40. By a man who was born the year Hit- ler wrote It. A man who was a refugee from the Nazis. A bril- liant historian who for the past eleven years turned' detective to discover the Hitler document. Its contents are sensatiOnal. They are often frightening, Many people in high places who still fear a revival of Nazism will dread their publication, Millions of Germans who prefer to forget the. Fuehrer's lust for war will suffer pangs of conscience. Published in book form by an. American company, Hitler's sec- vet manuscript will achieve world success in sales, And, ironically enough,. the royalties. are, to be devoted to helping the European victims of the Nazi regime, In Mein Kampf; the world had, already been warned , that the Fuehrer was determined to fight two wars. War 'Number' One was to ,settlen old scores with the. hereditary' eneme--France, For the' French. wanted. 'Germany penned behind.; its emasculated birders, Gallant' GUADELOUPE CRASH Demolished futelaje of the Air Frande 707 lieS &hid trees where it trashed hear Point-A-Pitre, Guadefoupei taking the liveS of oil aboard. RARE otitioltitiN!.TY—Mdn at left takes'ON rare OPP *Unity to kibitz on o ne of CUba'S leaders -- Ernesto "Che OUeVtirdt Cuba's industry rhinister--playl n4 in a 1 0-garriff tourney dgitiintt Argentine Grand MdStei. Miguel Najdort,