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BRITISH CONCENTRATION CAMPS (EUROPE AND GREAT BRITAIN)<br />

"Together with a group <strong>of</strong> journalists, Moorehead visited the concentration camp <strong>of</strong> Bergen-Belsen in<br />

1945, shortly after discontinuation <strong>of</strong> action. By reason <strong>of</strong> heavy bombing, road communications had<br />

been destroyed and no supplies had reached the camp; typhoid fever ensued and hundreds <strong>of</strong> prisoners<br />

had died as a consequence. <strong>The</strong> allies arrived on the scene and found a terrible situation. <strong>The</strong>y<br />

delivered provisions and medicine, cremated the dead and burned down the contaminated barracks.<br />

<strong>The</strong>y imprisoned the guards and tortured them and they were so possessed by propaganda about<br />

German 'Huns', that they obviously greatly enjoyed to demonstrate their atrocities to the visiting<br />

journalists. Moorehead reports, 'A young British medical <strong>of</strong>ficer and a captain <strong>of</strong> engineers managed<br />

the camp. <strong>The</strong> captain was in the best <strong>of</strong> moods. When we approached the cells <strong>of</strong> gaoled guards, the<br />

sergeant lost his temper. <strong>The</strong> captain said: 'This morning we had an interrogation. I'm afraid the<br />

prisoners don't look exactly nice.'<br />

<strong>The</strong> cells were opened for the journalists. <strong>The</strong> prisoners lay there, crumpled, covered with gore. <strong>The</strong><br />

man next to me made vain attempts to get to his feet and finally managed to stand up. He stood there,<br />

trembling, and tried to stretch out his arms as if fending <strong>of</strong>f blows.<br />

'Up!' yelled the sergeant. 'Come <strong>of</strong>f the wall.'<br />

<strong>The</strong>y pushed themselves <strong>of</strong>f from the wall and stood there, swaying. In another cell the medical<br />

<strong>of</strong>ficer had just finished an interrogation. 'Up!' yelled the <strong>of</strong>ficer. 'Get up.'<br />

<strong>The</strong> man lay in his blood on the floor. He propped two arms on a chair and tried to pull himself up.<br />

A second demand and he succeeded in getting to his feet. He stretched his arms towards us: 'Why<br />

don't you kill me <strong>of</strong>f?' he moaned.<br />

'<strong>The</strong> dirty bastard is jabbering this all morning.' the sergeant stated."<br />

Cyril Connolly, <strong>The</strong> Golden Horizon, Weidenfeld and Nicholson, London<br />

Note: I have not personally read this book and the account above is a translation from English to<br />

German and back again which accounts for grammatical flaw only.<br />

"During the latter half <strong>of</strong> 1945 (many months after the war's end), I was with British troops guarding<br />

suspect Nazi civilians living on starvation rations in a camp called Sennelager. <strong>The</strong>y were frequently<br />

beaten and grew as thin as concentration camp victims, scooping handfuls <strong>of</strong> swill from our waste<br />

bins. <strong>The</strong>y could be shot on sight if they ventured close to the perimeter fence. It was a common<br />

trick to throw a cigarette just inside the fence and shoot any prisoner who tried to reach it."<br />

A.W Perkins, Holland-on-Sea. Daily Mail, 22nd April 1995<br />

"Great Britain in August, 1946, 15-months after the war's end, according to the International Red<br />

Cross, had 460,000 German prisoners-<strong>of</strong>-war slaving for her."<br />

John Thompson, Geneva, August 24th 1946. Chicago Tribune Press Service<br />

"... and in the case <strong>of</strong> France bringing in a handsome pr<strong>of</strong>it for the War Office. 'Upon embarking<br />

from our ports the prisoners were given to understand that they were being sent home; when they<br />

learned upon arrival at British and French ports that they were to be worked indefinitely as slaves,<br />

they became sullen. As one British <strong>of</strong>ficer said: 'It takes us several weeks to bring them around to<br />

where they will work hard.' - Arthur Veysey, London, May 28th 1956. Chicago Tribune Press Service<br />

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