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Pilgrimage To Hell: The Greatest Inhumanity: Dr. John Coulter

Pilgrimage to hell – the greatest inhumanity

Written By: John Coulter
Published: February 6, 2015 Last modified: February 3, 2015

Just imagine the 3,000 people who died in the Irish Troubles being slaughtered in 30 minutes – that’s what the Nazis had perfected in their death camp in Poland, Auschwitz Birkenau.

This year marked the 70th anniversary of the liberation of the camp by the Russians in 1945 during the final months of the Second World War. Although it was only operational for a handful of years during that war, an estimated one and a half million men, women and children were slaughtered at Auschwitz using gas, firing squad, torture, horrific medical experiments, hanging, starvation and illness.

In terms of the Nazis Final Solution to eliminate Europe’s Jews, Auschwitz was Hitler’s jewel in the crown of his murder machine. Hitler’s SS thugs set up two types of concentration camps – a labour camp to supply slave workers, and a death camp, which had only one aim: mass murder.

The tour of the Auschwitz camp lasts around four hours. It will be a roller coaster emotional journey to hell and back again. Having covered the Irish conflict for more than 30 years, I wrongly believed this experience would prepare me for visiting Auschwitz.

I even watched blockbuster movies on such camps, such as Schindler’s List, starring Irish screen legend Liam Neeson, The Boy In The Stripped Pyjamas, as well as the renowned documentary series The World at War.

Our hotel was an hour’s drive from the camp, but I became engulfed by an dreadful uneasiness as we approached it. Then it hit me.

As I walked through the gates with the notorious metal sign – “Work Shall Set You Free” – in German, I had to run out again to vomit in the visitors’ centre. My own personal Auschwitz nightmare was underway.

It was a bright, sunny summer’s day and thousands of people were visiting the camp. But this is not a tourist attraction; this is a memorial to man’s inhumanity to man. Indeed, a visit to the camp is more like a pilgrimage to gain a clear feeling of the depths to which man can sink when it comes to the slaughter of fellow humans.

Out of respect for the murdered, we don head sets to enable us to hear the whispers of the tour guide as we visit the various areas of the camp.

No one shouts; no one even talks loudly. Every building is a piece in a jigsaw of mass murder. And the emotional turmoil for the visitor deepens as we visit each cell, each room, each corridor and each execution yard.

Even inside the buildings I wear my sunglasses to prevent people seeing me weep as I walk the corridors lined with photos of the victims. Then I realise many others are weeping too at the horrors which out tour guides unfold to us. It is not merely words – it is clear images; the suit cases of the victims piled high; the hair cut from the victims; the execution wall where people were shot. Eventually, I am composed enough to get my photo taken with the shoes of tens of thousands of victims behind me.

Worse follows. We travel to the Birkenau section to see the beds where victims were held before slaughter. The Nazis tried to cover their tracks by blowing up some of the gas chambers. We see the ruins as they have been left – alongside the ashpit where the remains of the dead were dumped.

Even worse follows. We are taken into a gas chamber. Although it contains a massive memorial wreath, I look skywards to the vents as if I was expecting people to drop the poison gas pellets down.

Then the door slams behind me and for a few terrifying seconds, I experience the petrifying sensation that this is not a shower room but a room of death. Thankfully, the door is opened and we walk out to see the crematoriums – except the victims’ bodies would have been carried out.

Only one aspect of the camp is off limits – the house of the camp commandant for fear it could become an iconic symbol for neo-Nazis.

But unlike one and a half million other humans, I walk out of Auschwitz. In spite of the warm summer afternoon, my gentle dander becomes a steadily hurried rush as I almost race towards the bus to take me back to the hotel.

I had been given a glimpse of a man-made hell. I still have nightmares every January around the commemoration of International Holocaust Memorial Day.

In spite of the nightmarish experience, it is one pilgrimage which I recommend everyone takes at least once in their lives. It will leave you in no doubt about the evils of racism.


About John Coulter

John Coulter is a journalist for the Daily Star


Commie in out of the Cold: Shinners on Red Alert: Dr. John Coulter

 Commie in out of cold! Shinners are on Red alert.


Bring back the Stickies, all is forgiven!


The spirits of leading Irish commies James Connolly and Cathal Goulding must be chuckling hysterically after the Greeks elected Red Alex as its new Prime Minister.


Alexis Tsipras is an open communist and his Hard Left party, Syriza, has formed the new Greek government along with MPs from the Centre Right Independent Greeks party.


If Southern Irish voters follow the Greek example, their protest vote will see Shinner boss Gerry Adams become the new Taoiseach with the rising Iron Lady of Irish politics, Lucinda Creighton and her new planned Centre Right party, taking over as Tanaiste.


What Red Alex has achieved is to make the daft politics of looney Marxism a trendy vote winner when protesting against austerity cuts.

If Sinn Fein can keep its nerve, avoid any more IRA scandals, and get its vote out, Adams will at least be moving into the Tanaiste’s office in Leinster House.


But if Gerry was to ditch the green shamrock for the openly red hammer and sickle, would the Irish people be so pissed off with King Kenny and his cuts regime that they could give Red Gerry the top job in the Dail?


Republican pensioners would then be mumbling through their false teeth – where’s the Workers’ Party when you need it?


After the disastrous IRA border campaign finally flopped in 1962, Goulding wanted republicans to adopt a purely political agenda and an avowedly communist one at that.


In this respect, he was trying to copy the antics of Scottish communist turned Irish republican James Connolly, who by 1916 had launched his Hard Left Irish Socialist Republican Party – until the Brits shot him!


Ironically, the Provies split from what became known as the Stickies in the late Sixties because they thought Commie Cathal had become too Red!


But if Red Alex’s Greek onslaught is a benchmark, looks like Commie Cathal was right all along.


What Ireland now needs to cure its austerity nightmare is a good dose of idiotic Marxism washed down with a hopefully healthy dose of Irish Lady Lucy’s Centre Right honey!


The Stickies tried a number of brands to sell Marxism to the Irish people, including Official Sinn Fein, Republican Clubs, the Workers’ Party, and Democratic Left.


But the good old staunch Catholic voters were having none of this commie crap and the iron grip of the Irish bishops held firm.


However, all that was before the child sex abuse scandals rocked the Irish Catholic Church.

Commies may be Godless atheists, but at least they weren’t using their Marxist cloaks as a cover to abuse children.


If Red Alex can persuade the Greek middle class to go communist, could Red Gerry nudge the Southern Catholic middle class to make Sinn Fein the largest party in the next Dail?


And this would be the perfect excuse for Stormont’s Deputy First Minister, the dark green Mr McGuinness to become the Assembly’s Red Marty, ruling alongside a Red Robbo from the Unionist camp.


Working class loyalists are constantly moaning they have been abandoned by the middle class run Unionist parties.


Red Alex has certainly proved it’s cool to be a commie. No wonder British Labour boss Red Ed Miliband was in the North trying to court Northern MPs.


The Christian Churches have failed to give proper leadership, so maybe it’s time to revamp the old Communist Party of Northern Ireland.


Just call me Comrade Coulter from now on! After all, judging by His Sermon on the Mount manifesto in the Biblical New Testament, Jesus Christ was the first real communist.