A Bridge Not Far, Monty's Operation Market Garden sabotaged?

[TonyGosling]

[TonyGosling]

Browning became treasurer and head of the Office of the Duke of Edinburgh, moving into a new and larger office at Buckingham Palace.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boy_browning#Later_life

As well as being an alcoholic

[TonyGosling]

Ballymurphy massacre: 36 Belfast hours left 10 dead http://t.co/YXanJexGyP
Defence Sec Carrington in charge http://t.co/FpnYzXXpA4
@Guardian

[TonyGosling]

This article removed from the Indie archive. Why?
Looks to me like MI5 attempt to rewrite history - they knew damned well King Kong was murdered in Germany, didn't commit suicide.
MI5 begin to look like a Nazi and cults cover up squad.

MI5 files reveal how 'King Kong' betrayed Allies
Philandering Dutch spy leaked details of Operation Market Garden which led to the deaths of thousands of troops at Arnhem
By Kim Sengupta - Thursday, 20 April 2000

New light has been shed on the treachery of a Dutch double agent, codenamed King Kong, in the disastrous Allied operation at Arnhem towards the end of the Second World War.
But the MI5 documents released by the Public Record Office yesterday fail to provide a conclusive answer to the extent of damage caused by Christian Lindemans' passing of information to the Germans.
Historians and espionage specialists have differed over Lindemans' role in the major reverse suffered by the Allies in Operation Market Garden in 1944, later depicted in the award-winning film A Bridge Too Far. Almost 10,000 British and Allied paratroops were dropped on the outskirts of Arnhem with orders to take the bridge and hold it until reinforcements arrived. There followed some of the fiercest close-quarter combat of the war as the lightly equipped paratroops came under attack from tanks and battle-hardened German regiments. Fewer than 2,000 Allied soldiers escaped from the city.
The intelligence reports show that Lindemans, a resistance fighter turned collaborator, gave the Germans specific warnings of an airborne attack on 17 September, the night of the Arnhem landings. But the target he identified was Eindhoven, 30 miles away.
This leads to the strong possibility that Lindemans had overblown his importance to the Germans. Although he could get hold of some intelligence, he did not have ready access to the latest battle plans through Allied Headquarters in Brussels as he had claimed.
Lindemans was an inveterate womaniser, and MI5 chronicled a series of sexual liaisons. One report stated censorioiusly: "King Kong is a woman hunter without morals or conscience." But it also noted that he was undoubtedly in love with his common-law wife, a French cabaret singer called Gilberte. Her imprisonment, along with that of his brother, was the lever by which German intelligence persuaded him to work for them, the files show.
But Lindemans' professed love for Gilberte did not reduce his sexual appetite. The MI5 files noted how he abused the trust of a wealthy Dutch grain merchant and his young daughter, who nursed him when he was shot in the chest. "This girl, though seduced by Lindemans and robbed by him of all she possessed under the pretence that he needed her money in order to keep his 'secret organisation' going, was at the moment still in love with the man," the British agent wrote.
The reports also spoke of other affairs, one in Brussels with a lover known only as Mia, another with a Swedish woman. The liaisons took place despite Lindemans' physical frailty - though tall and immensely broad he walked with a limp, had an almost paralysed arm and was prone to seizures.
While awaiting trial after the war - and an almost certain death sentence - Lindemans continued to exert his charm on women. After his suicide in July 1946, MI5 officers learnt that he had almost escaped from jail with the assistance of a nurse, who helped him cut through cell bars. When that failed, and Lindemans took a fatal overdose of sleeping pills, the nurse tried to follow suit, only to be revived.

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A betrayal too far:
Only brutal honesty will do at Arnhem's 70th anniversary
http://t.co/dxABfhBS2d

[Whitehall_Bin_Men]

Fascinating and strangely flattering to see a large US Newsstand magazine such as the National Review taking the time and trouble to publish a specific hatchet job on my recent Operation Market Garden 70th anniversary Bilderberg article.
http://www.nationalreview.com/article/388224/obsession-too-far-tim-cav anaugh
And penned by their News Editor himself, special asset Tim Cavanaugh.
Well worth a glance just to see for yourself the sheer extent of the contradictions and factual errors which demonstrate a classic example of his prostituted craft.
I quote directly testimony of around a dozen specific individuals who fought at Nijmegen and Arnhem yet according to Tim, 'Gosling, for reasons of his own, declines to quote any actual Market Garden veterans expressing any of the sentiments he attributes to them'. What can one say?
Notable is the clear assumption that not a single reader of his article will ever bother to check what he says. Another reminder how important this checking is in today's heavily propagandised English language media.
Tim's cobbled together set of nervous fantasies betrays just how very sensitive the State Department is over Ukraine. And who wouldn't be since this move by the United States, clearly aimed at stopping the EU generally, and Germany in particular, from forging closer ties with Russia, is such a glaring example for those that care to look, of the criminal craft of regime change in NATO's favour. The CIA/MI6 Gladio UNA/UNSO coup this February at Maidan in Kiev was the breach into which the US is trying to insert the Transatlantic Trade and Investment Partnership (TTIP) to weld US and EU legal jurisdictions together under corporate control.
Did the CIA get value for money for their five billion dollars they spent destabilising Ukraine? You decide
http://www.informationclearinghouse.info/article37599.htm
As for Tim Cavanaugh, I'd like to see both he and Lord Peter Carrington face Johnny Frost after Arnhem and explain the non arrival of those 100 tanks. Perhaps the veritable Colonel would not be content only to shake his fist in the air.

[TonyGosling]

Poland really was the sh*t in the sandwich of World War Two - because it was a God fearing country the evil machinations of Churchill, Hitler & Stalin made mincemeat of Poland - just wanted to kill as many Christians as possible.
Then Sikorsky was bumped off in - was it 1943 in an RAF Liberator Gibraltar and his pilot MIRACULOUSLY survived to tell the sorry tale - MIRACULOUSLY Sikorsky's MI6 PA Josef Retinger was not on the plane with him that day - what a surprise!
Then there is what happened to General Sosabowoski -


Link

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N3PLaZsFmtk

BLAMED would you believe - by British Nazi Collaborators Prince Bernhard and General Boy Browning for the Market Garden operation's failure just so they could be part of the nice NATO US Nazi plans for after the war put together by the Council of Foreign Relations way back in 1943 (origins of Bilderberg in CFR 1943 War and Peace Studies group).
Well they got away with it to a certain extent then. Not now.
Anybody know of any English language interview or footage of the great Polish general?

[TonyGosling]

Prince Bernhard zur Lippe Biesterfeld was a nazi corporate spy, who ingratiated himself into to the Dutch royal family.


Link

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tvWdOqP7srY

During the 1920s and 1930s, he was a member of the NSDAP, the Jugensturm, the Reiter SS (that's right, the SS), and became a corporate spy for IG-Farben, the chemical giant which was to become the industrial backbone of the nazi war machine.

It was in this capacity that he was stationed in Holland in 1934. Three years later, he married Holland's future queen.

During the war, he became head of the Dutch Princes Irene Brigade, which followed the allied armies on it's march through Europe.

The prince's most infamous contributions may be the betrayal of some 50 brave but doomed SOE agents who were directly dropped into the waiting hands of the Gestapo and Dutch collaborators, during what the Germans called the Englandspiel and the British called Operation Northpole.

His most murderous contribution would have been the betrayal of Arnhem. During operation Market Garden, US and British forces were to advance quickly along a road through the southern and eastern Netherlands, capturing all bridges along the way, with the biggest price being the bridge at Arnhem. Arnhem bridge was to be taken by several paratroop brigades who were to be parachuted near the target and take the bridge. They had very little heavy weaponry, and until the armored ground force had caught up with them, extremely vulnerable to a counter-attack, let alone counter attack by armored units.

Miraculously, the Germans decided to place 2 armored SS units in Arnhem, 'for recouperation'.

As a result, Operation Market Garden became a failure. Over 2,000 British and Polish troops were killed, many more captured and the rest beat a hair raising retreat across the river. The failure of Market Garden created the breathing space Hitler needed to launch his counter-offensive, which resulted in the Battle of the Bulge.

'The Betrayal Of Arnhem' has usually been attributed to a Dutch double or triple agent named Christiaan 'King Kong' Lindemans. Lindemans however was in close contact with Prins Bernhard, and who better to pass high level intelligence on to him than Prins Bernhard zur Lippe Biesterfeld, nazi and SS-er.

After the war, the prince remained active, co-founded the Bilderberg Group, named after the same hotel De Bilderberg in Oosterbeek. He also co-founded the World Wildlife Fund, underlining his love for nature and especially for shooting it.

Bernhard's 'old friend in Argentina' (favorite rabbit hole for nazi war criminals), Jorge Zorreguieta, agriculture minister in the cabinet of Argentina's dictator Videla, supplied Holland's future prinses Maxima. In the process making the Dutch royal family look more like a nazi rat line of German nazis, Spanish fascists and South American dictators.


31 years ago an autobiography appeared by the Dutch communist Wim Klinkenberg, and recent opened archives have proven him right. In fact a war time message has become public, that shows that even during WWII, the cabinet was aware of the Prince's nazi and SS past.

If you're not sick already, you should be.

Glad you're dead, you nazi scum, and over half a century too late.

[TonyGosling]

Abwehr & Bernhard = Englandspiel

Only target: killing the communist part of the resistance in a joint UK/NL/DE operation

the dutch queen and elite hated the communists severely

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Englandspiel

[TonyGosling]

Check Cornelius Ryan's 'ABTF', you will read that Monty told Bernhard about an Airborne Op. in Holland during their first meeting on 7 Sep. '44.
Of course, that was in reference to Operation "Comet," the original plan, which got scrubbed just before 10 Sep.
But the point is that Bernard knew what was being planned as early as 7 Sep., a full 10 days before the launch of the mission.

Joseph Tippelskirch

[TonyGosling]

THE TRAITOR OF ARNHEM
http://www.bilderberg.org/traitor.htm
Chapter 9 - extracted from
Spycatcher By Lt. Col. Oreste Pinto Published by Panther Books (1952)

I
THE case I am now going to relate is certainly the most important that I ever experienced and is perhaps the most important spy-case in the whole history of espionage. The latter is a tall claim which I shall do my best to substantiate. but first I should like the reader to appreciate that the claim is not made merely because I played a part in unmasking the man who did unparalleled damage to the Allied cause. Let us consider the facts. Had Field Marshal Montgomery's daring bid for a spearhead attack across the Maas and Neder Rijn bridgeheads succeeded and had the main forces linked up with the gallant paratroopers at Arnhem, a wedge of armour would have been thrust at the heart of Germany. Successful exploitation of the thrust would probably have ended the war in Europe before Christmas, 1944, six months sooner than was in fact the case. There must be few strategists or tacticians who could deny this probability. It is impossible to measure the saving in the lives of soldiers and civilians which would have resulted from such a shortening of the war. Hundreds of millions of pounds worth of devastations of land and buildings would have thus been a voided. The British Government alone was spending some £6,000.000 per day on the war effort at that time. Had the European war been shortened by six months, it would have saved a gigantic sum in the neighbourhood of £2.900,000,000 for the Exchequer. When one considers what other Governments. notably the United States, were jointly spending in prosecuting the war, the moneys that might have been saved and later devoted to reconstruction for peace amount to astronomical figures almost without significance to the average wage-earner. More important still, bad the Western Allies penetrated far into Germany and occupied all of Berlin and West Germany before the Russians had arrived from the East, the whole sad story of Allied relations since 1945 might have been far different, and, had the Western Allies been able to " deal from strength," possibly far happier.
There are limits beyond which hypotheses cannot use. fully be pushed and I had better not expand these arguments in case they remind the reader of that epitome of cause and effect, the nursery rhyme that goes:,
" For want of a nail a shoe was lost,
For want of a shoe a horse was lost,
For want of a horse " - and so on.
Nevertheless there are good grounds for claiming that the parachute landings at Arnhem, so boldly planned and daringly executed. might have been the turning point of ~he European war if they had succeeded. They did not succeed, as the whole world knows, but not for the want of military skill and courage. In fact, Arnhem is a bright flower of the British ability to fight on to the end against overwhelming odds. One man-and one man only-made the Arnhem landings a doomed venture from the start. He was a Dutchman named Christian Lindemans.
Whether or not we can blame him for the final six months' prolongation of the European war with all its attendant sacrifices and tragedies, we can certainly charge him with the 7,000 casualties suffered by the gallant Airborne Forces during the ten days in which the trap they had "dropped into slowly closed its jaws on them. Few spies turned traitors could claim responsibility for dealing such damage at one blow to their country's cause and the cause of their country’s allies.

II
As mentioned in a previous chapter, my job as head of the Netherlands Counter-Intelligence Mission attached to S.H.A.E.F. gave me the responsibility of organising in the area allotted to me the security arrangements behind the armies advancing through Flanders towards Holland.. This group of armies consisted of the British Second Army, the United 'States First and Third Armies, and the Canadian First Army. a massive body of men and machines. As the tanks. the self-propelled guns and the
infantry rolled forward, inevitably they left a trail of devastation and ruin behind them. One cannot fight a: war without doing some damage and the unfortunate civilians who lived in the path of the advancing armies were often rendered homeless by shelling and bombing, particularly in those areas where the retreating Germans fought savage rearguard actions. Civil control was almost non-existent, since many members of the police forces and local authorities who had acted during the German occupation were either discredited or in. hiding. Looting. famine, revolt were the grisly camp-followers of the war. The Germans had not been slow to exploit these circumstances and had left behind them spies and saboteurs to continue the war from the rear of the Allied lines. Everything was in confusion and many civilians were making the most of their opportunity to payoff old scores and to indulge their wants free from police control.
Law and order had to be established promptly. Nothing would have pleased the German forces more than to cause Allied front-line troops to be taken out of the line for the task of restoring security in the rear areas. The methods we adopted, therefore, were rough and ready but at least effective. Big camps were set up by taking an open space and enclosing it in a solid ring of barbed wire. Machine-guns were erected around the perimeter and sighted to fire both inwards and outwards.
Guards patrolled the wire and the one or two gates allowing entry and exit were manned continuously by sentries. All the homeless. the refugees, the suspected collaborators and spies were put into these camps and then gradually sorted out. As soon as the, honest citizens could establish their innocence they were removed to more congenial quarters. Gradually through this constant filtering only the “ dregs" were left and they were interrogated, tried and punished according to their deserts. The method involved depriving the innocent of their liberty for several days, but in war unfortunately the guiltless often have to suffer for the good of the greater cause. We could not afford to make mistakes that might have seriously impeded the advance of the Allied Armies.
After Antwerp had been liberated, I had arranged for one of these large, security. camps to be erected in the neighbourhood. I happened to be passing near the main gate one day when I heard a commotion and went over to see what was happening. It was a surprising sight. Towering over the sentry on duty was a giant of a man. Well over six feet in height. he was disproportionately broad with a massive chest that strained and threatened to split his khaki shirt. His biceps bulging against the sleeves of his jacket seemed to be as big as an athlete's thigh. He must have weighed nearly eighteen stone; but he was hard and solid all over, like a great monolith of a man. As if his physical appearance were not enough to make him stand out from the crowd, he was like a miniature mobile arsenal in the weapons he carried. In his leather belt were stuck two dark steel killing knives. A long-barrelled Luger pistol with marksman's sights graduated to 1,000 metres was strapped to his right hip. A Schmeisser sub-machine gun was slung across his huge chest and looked almost as innocuous as a water-pistol in contrast.' His pockets had a sinister bulge that to my eye spelt out" the presence of hand-grenades.
This giant apparition had' a smiling girl on each arm and was surrounded by a gaggle of admiring Dutch youths, obviously hero-worshipping him. The sentry who was barring his way was embarrassed and hesitant. As I approached the group from behind, I heard the giant rumble in a deep voice: "Ach, these two girls are good Dutch patriots. Tell your colonel that the great King Kong has vouched for them. They are to be released at once to drink wine with me."
I had, of course, heard of this It King' Kong," the daring leader of the Dutch resistance forces who had been given the nickname. for obvious reasons. His was a revered name in Occupied Europe for his brute strength. his fearlessness and the brilliant coups he had engineered against the Germans. But he had no right to come swaggering into my camp. to pick up a couple/ of girls and remove them before they had been screened by the proper authorities. Let him by all means be a hero in his own sphere, but here he was trespassing.
I shouted out to him: "Come here -- you."
He turned round, blinked and shrugged off the girls.
He tapped his mighty chest with a forefinger that seemed to be as thick as my wrist. "Were you talking to me?,"
“Yes, you. Come here."
He hesitated and then swaggered over to me, towering inches above me although I am of average height. Before he had the chance of speaking, I touched the three gold stars he wore on his sleeve.
" By what right do you wear those? Are you a captain, and, if so, in what army?"
He expelled his breath in a growl. "Now see here, I wear these three stars by authority of the Dutch Interior Forces - the underground!"
“ Really? And who are you?" I asked with mock naivety.
“ Me?" He was astounded that anyone could be so ignorant. He turned round to his loyal supporters and shrugged in dumb show as if to say that here was the eighth wonder of the world-a man who could not recognize the great “King Kong" at first sight.
“Who am I? Why. Colonel, everyone knows who I am." His voice bellowed out. “ I live at Castle Wittouck, head quarters of the Dutch Resistance. .. He paused and swelled his mighty chest until I expected the buttons to burst off his shirt. “ I - I am King Kong!"
“ The only King Kong I ever heard of," I replied softly, “ was a big stuffed monkey."
There was a titter from the sycophants behind him. He clenched his teeth and his fists so that for a moment he did actually resemble his cinematic namesake. My hand slid unobtrusively towards the Walthur automatic pistol I always carried in my shoulder holster. If he managed to grasp me in those gigantic fists I realised he could break me in two as easily as one snaps a dry stick. But he merely glowered at me without making a move.
Sensing my advantage. I pressed on. “ As you do not hold the rank of captain in the Netherlands Army. you are not entitled to wear the insignia." I said. I reached out and ripped off the cloth band with the three gold stars which he wore on his sleeve.
His Neanderthal jaw sagged and he changed colour. By' now my hand was hovering over the pistol butt in case he attacked me in a sudden frenzy of wounded pride. But he stepped backwards instead of forwards. For a second the great King Kong looked sheepish, like a truant schoolboy. Then, mustering his self-respect, he shouted: "I shall make a forma] complaint of your treatment at Castle Wittouck without delay." He strode away, leaving the two girls and his crowd of admirers gaping at his sudden departure.

III
So that was my first meeting with King Kong. In the ordinary way I should have been glad to greet him and pay my respects to the great Resistance leader, the ”Scarlet Pimpernel" of Holland who had saved from the Gestapo dozens of refugees and Allied airmen shot down over occupied Holland by conducting them along the secret escape routes, who had fought daring skirmishes with the Nazi Sicherheitsdienst, the dreaded S.D. security police, and. who had thumbed his nose at their efforts to trap him. Had he followed the formal courtesies of applying for permission to enter the camp, I should have welcomed him warmly and would have opened a bottle of wine in his honour at the mess. But as chief security officer of the camp, I was not prepared to have my authority flouted and. a bad example given to the inmates and guards by allowing a civilian, however well earned his fame, to break all the rules of military etiquette and ride roughshod over the regulations. .
Musing on the encounter afterwards, I wondered whether I had perhaps treated my unexpected visitor too summarily. To deflate his arrogance so publicly might be an unwarranted piece of over-officiousness. He had behaved badly in the first place, but possibly through sheer ignorance of military custom. Had I perhaps acted equally badly, if not worse, in treating him with undue severity ?
And then a strange idea occurred to me, one of those flashes of intuition which often produce an unexpected train of thought. Why had he submitted so meekly to my brusque treatment? Any man with his outstanding record, even when consciously in the wrong. should surely have stood his ground and defended himself, especially when surrounded by hero-worshippers. Yet King Kong had suffered public humiliation without any more effective reply than a blustering threat and had retreated hastily at the earliest opportunity. Such conduct did not seem typical of the man and his reputation. Perhaps it needed investigating?
On my return to intelligence headquarters at S.H.A.E.F., I sent for my assistant. He was a remarkable fellow whose varied career had included being a sergeant in the French Foreign Legion and also a spy in Tangier. He possessed an encyclopaedic memory which was the repository of odd facts and bits of information about the underground movements throughout Europe and the spies who worked on both sides of the" fence."
“ Tell me, Vilhelm,“ I asked, “What do we know about the Resistance leader nicknamed King Kong?"
He paused for a moment, screwed up his face in concentration, and then rattled off the facts. “ Real name Christian Lindemans. Born in Rotterdam, the son of a garage owner. Ex-boxer and wrestler. Reported to have killed several men in tavern brawls. Dozens of girls listed as his intimate friends." He grinned slyly. "Would you like their names?"
I shook my head. .” Anything else?"
“ Yes, sir. He's the eldest of four brothers - all Resistance men working on the escape line”.
“ Any been killed?" I asked.
Vilhelm's memory failed him for a moment. He went over to a filing cabinet and, rifling through the files, selected one. He turned over the sheets and then paused. “ No, none of them have been killed. One, the youngest brother, was captured by the Abwehr and so was a cabaret dancer named Veronica, shown here as intimate with Lindemans. They were both working on the escape line." He ran a finger down the typed page. “ Both were later released."
“ They were what? “
He shrugged his shoulders. “ That's what it says here - they were both released. Seems odd for the German Intelligence to release its prisoners, doesn't it? But that’s what the report says."
" Anything else?" I asked. The tension in me was growing, and suspicions, from being a vague uneasiness, were beginning to crystallise.
“ Yes, sir.” Lindemans himself was captured by the Gestapo in a raid a few weeks later. He was shot through the lung, I see. His own Resistance group rescued him from a prison hospital after a running gunfight. "
" Many killed?" .
“ Yes - one S.S. guard killed, two wounded. The Resistance men came off worse, though. Lindemans got away with three of them, but the other forty-seven were all killed. Ambushed as they withdrew from the hospital. "
“ Almost as if the Germans had known beforehand, " I said slowly.
Vilhelm stared at me, his eyes narrowed. He could guess the ideas passing through my mind. - Then he nodded but said nothing.
I'll borrow that dossier for two or three days," I said. reaching out for the file that lay on the table between us. "With any luck, I may be able to add a page or two to it. I'll leave for Brussels in the morning. "

IV
Once in .Brussels, I found the problem was not so much locating men and women who had known Lindemans intimately but fobbing off the dozens who claimed intimate knowledge of him. A national hero in his native Holland, he was also a popular figure in Belgium, and there were many who wished to bask in his reflected glory by posing as his closest friend. I could fill the pages of another book with the various stories, some with a gem of truth but mostly the wildest fiction, of his exploits which were told me by those who claimed his acquaintance. I was not looking for people who had once passed the time of day with King Kong and thereafter looked on themselves as his most trusted comrades in arms. I wanted men who had actually worked in the Resistance with him and who could build up or refute the theory that was forming in my mind.
After a while I came on the track of one such man and arranged an appointment with him in the Cafe des Vedettes. We chatted amiably, and before long I realized from his remarks that he really did know Lindemans and had worked with him.
“ Were you one of the lucky ones who got away from that hospital raid?" I asked.
" No, unfortunately I missed that party. I got this little souvenir de la guerre about a month afterwards." He pulled of his greasy black beret and proudly pointed to a bullet scar that ploughed a furrow across his scalp.
" A near thing," I remarked.
He grinned. .. Yes, sir, quite close enough for my health's sake. I would have been most upset if it had arrived an inch or so lower."
" How did it happen? “
Well, sir, we were dynamiting a bridge. I was just bending down fixing the fuses to the charges under the bridge stanchion when-just like that - " he snapped his fingers quickly once, twice, thrice, .. - bullets began to crack all over the place. Somehow the Nazis had. got wind of our plan and had planted an ambush. The sudden shock knocked me off the bridge into the river and luckily I had the presence of mind to stay under the water until the current - it was very fast just there - pulled me out of sight of their guns. King. Kong, our leader-he was magnificent! He got away right from under their noses. But the others – “ He shrugged his shoulders.
" What were they shooting with?” I asked. ” Machine guns? "
The honest little Belgian patriot replaced his dirty black beret. "Strangely enough, they weren't. You'd have expected machine guns on a job like that but the odd thing was they all had sniper's rifles. They picked us off one after the other, like knocking tins off a wall. Every man hit - and there were eight of us - except King Kong. They couldn't hit him. What a man! He was born lucky. that one !
" Strange,” I said quietly. “ The biggest target of all and they couldn't hit him."
“ Oui-da! Such a big target. But he was too smart for them was our great King Kong! “.
A picture of sorts was beginning to take shape in my mind. Here was the famous Resistance leader on the one hand, the man whose daring, giant strength and romantic affairs had made him the darling of all patriotic Dutch.. men and almost equally popular with his Belgian comrades. A born leader who had done the Nazis much damage and who bad risked his life repeatedly for his country. On the debit side were four strange facts which did not yet add up to any conclusion. He had been strangely apprehensive when I had tackled him over wearing insignia of rank to which he was not entitled. He had not then behaved like an honest man who had nothing to fear. The Gestapo had released his brother and girl friend from captivity. It was not like the Gestapo to lose the opportunity of revenging themselves, even indirectly, on one of. their most hated enemies. The third and the fourth facts were that on at least two separate occasions, someone had obviously betrayed a Resistance raid to the Gestapo sufficiently far in advance for them to plant a careful ambush. In each case the only common factor who had escaped was the leader, King Kong. The evidence was by no means decisive but it was growing beyond the stage of coincidence.
I poured out some more red wine for the little Resistance- man. “ They say that King Kong has an eye for the ladies," I remarked casually.
" Oh yes, sir, there they speak the truth! He is tres gallant - not a girl who would not give anything to feel those big arms around her. I tell you, the pretty heiress who lives in the big chateau on the hill beyond Laeken - they say she gave all her jewellery, her family heirlooms, for his Resistance group war funds." He smiled. tolerantly. “ They also say he gave the' sparklers away to other girls here in Brussels. But it is all rumours, rumours, where King Kong is concerned. There never was a great man who didn't have some dirty rumours spread about him by the envious." .
Shortly afterwards the interview ended. I drove off at once to the chateau near Laeken and found the lady of the castle at home. After the preliminary courtesies we began to discuss Lindemans. Yes, she had given him her family jewels but she was careful to stress that she had done so out of patriotic regard for the Resistance movement. He was a great man, indeed, but he had his weaknesses. She suspected that he had embezzled the jewels and not sold them for Resistance funds.
“ What makes you think that, Countess?" I asked.
“ I do not like saying so, because after all he is such a brave man and has done such fine things for Belgium. But one day I Saw a girl in the town wearing one of my emerald pendants. She was not a respectable girl, you understand? The pendant had belonged to my mother and I did not I think it suitable that a girl of this kind should wear it. I thought that perhaps the Resistance men had sold it locally to raise money, so I asked the girl if she would sell it to me, without telling her that it had once been mine. She said King Kong had given it to her and would strangle her if she sold it."
Did you find out her name?"
The Countess sighed. .. Ah, if there had only been the one girl. No, there were two - Mia Zeist was one and the other was called - let me see - ah yes, Margaretha Delden. They are both notorious tavern girls here."
Fortunately she did not glance' up as she spoke for she would have seen a strange look on my face. Mia Zeist and Margaretha Delden were both listed on my security files as paid and highly valuable agents of the German Abwehr !
Terminating the interview as soon as I could without disturbing the conventions, I drove back to Brussels as fast as the camouflaged staff car would take me. There I put a telephone call through to intelligence headquarters at Antwerp. after some delay Vilhelm, my assistant, was brought to the telephone. Had he the addresses of Mia Zeist and Margaretha Delden? Yes, he could produce them, and after a few minutes did so. I borrowed a couple of security policemen from the Dutch Intelligence in Brussels and together we rushed to the first address.
We were too late. The flat was empty. Mia Zeist had fled - we learned later, to Vienna.
Jumping into the staff car, we drove to Margaretha Delden's apartment. The door 'was heavily bolted. We had no search warrant but there was no time to observe the niceties of etiquette. We smashed the door in. We burst into her room and found her lying on the bed.. Normally she must have been a pretty girl but poison does not improve one's features. Her face was a mottled colour, like those marbled end-papers one sometimes comes across in old books and ledgers. Her lips were a ghastly magenta in colour and -were stretched in a mirthless grin. She was still just breathing when we found her but she died in hospital that afternoon, without uttering a word.
So two vital witnesses in what I was already calling mentally “ the Lindemans Case" were to be written off the list. One had wisely fled in time. The other had killed herself [or Pinto’s work had been betrayed from within Dutch Intelligence and she’d been poisoned – ed.] and in dying had been faithful to the end to Lindemans, although to him she had only been 'one of many. We recovered the Countess's emerald pendant but that was poor consolation. .
I spent a further day and a night in Brussels, combing the back streets, The sordid cafes and the smoky cellars for more details of Lindemans's career. Gradually the jigsaw was being pieced together. Several independent witnesses confirmed that when his younger brother had been captured by the Abwehr Lindemans was deeply in debt. In spite of his popularity various tradesmen and private citizens to whom he owed comparatively large sums were threatening to foreclose on him. I also learned that the cabaret dancer , Veronica, who had been captured at the same time as the younger brother, had been King Kong's sweetheart from childhood. In spite of his countless amours and intrigues she had always been constant to him and he had always in the end come back to her. The Nazis must have known this and yet they had released both her and the younger brother without so much as breaking a leg or two or tearing out the odd finger-nail as a memento of their enforced visit. It was not like the Nazis to show such clemency.
Other witnesses confirmed that, coinciding with the release of his sweetheart and his brother, Lindemans became suddenly affluent. Not only did he payoff all his debts but he lived even more riotously and expensively. He also grew increasingly reckless in his guerrilla battles with the Nazis. Each raid was more daring than the last and each suffered heavier casualties. Always the heroic leader escaped by the skin of his teeth, blazing away with his arsenal of weapons and using his giant strength to save himself. He would swear blood-curdling threats of vengeance on the Judas who must have betrayed the raid in advance but strangely enough the traitor. Was never discovered. And tragically there was never a lack of volunteers to accompany the redoubtable King Kong on his forays. It was considered an honour to risk almost certain death at his side.
It seemed strange to me that no breath of suspicion tarnished King Kong's own reputation. All the survivors whose stories I listened to were loud in their praises of his daring and resourcefulness. Surely, I thought, it should sooner or later have struck someone as a strange coincidence that King Kong himself always escaped? On reflection I realised that the very extent of his reputation could be a formidable cloak for treacherous activities. This swaggering giant of a man with his gallantry and lavish ways would appear almost superhuman, an indestructible being, to the little unknown men-the real heroes-who themselves hero-worshipped him and went gaily to their deaths for a smile and a pat on the back from one of his huge hands. And .there was always the inescapable fact that he had himself been wounded, shot through the lung, and then captured by the German security police.
This idea made me pause. Was I being premature in condemning him as a spy, in spite of the evidence against him? Not even the fat Herr Strauch of the Nazi Intelligence in the Netherlands would thus risk the life of a valuable agent just to add circumstantial detail to the appearance of an arrest.
I pondered over this problem for several hours, chain smoking one cigarette after another. It was the one piece that completely upset the jigsaw which I had painstakingly fitted together. On all other counts Lindemans was to be strongly suspected as a traitor. But this one inexplicable fact seemed to disprove his guilt. And then, accidentally, a possible explanation hit me.
As was always my habit, I was mentally retesting all the links in :the chain of evidence in the Lindemans case to date. I had reached the point where the Countess had spoken about Mia Zeist and Margaretha Delden. To find out their addresses I had had to telephone all the way to Antwerp, although I was actually in Brussels, their home town. The local field security had not known their addresses. Dutch Intelligence headquarters in Brussels had not known; But S.H.A.E.F. Intelligence had known. We were all on the same side, fighting for the same general cause, but we had not pooled our information. There were always those petty rivalries and jealousies, the urge to keep the " plums" of information to one's own headquarters, which tended to mar the co-operation between different services and different countries, all ostensibly on the same side for the same purpose.
Human nature being fairly constant the world over, it was reasonable to assume that a similar rivalry might exist between the three different branches of the German Intelligence - the Gestapo (the security police of the S.S.), the Abwehr (the Counter-Intelligence service) and the Sicherheitsdienst (the German field security police). If, as I suspected, Lindemans was a traitor in the pay of the Abwehr, since both his notorious girl friends had belonged to it, the Gestapo and the S.D. police might easily not have known this, thinking of him only as one of the most redoubtable Resistance leaders, and of all men he was least able to disguise his bulk and appearance, they would probably shoot him on sight, only afterwards discovering that he was a valuable ally.
If this reasoning were true, what a blessing in disguise was this bullet-wound to Lindemans ! It was the perfect answer to anyone who might suspect that he was a traitor. And. thanks to this ironic stroke of fortune he would have been able to go his way unscathed, betraying his comrades to sudden death and no one would know how many British and Belgian agents along the escape route out of Occupied Europe, to the forments of the Gestapo.
I decided that the circumstantial evidence against Lindemans was sufficiently strong to warrant my cross-examining him in person. I sent a message to the headquarters of Dutch Intelligence at Castle Wittouck, where Lindemans was supposed to have reported me for my cavalier conduct in ripping off his badges a few days before. Needless to say, he had not acted on his threat. Instead I mentioned that I wanted the opportunity of a talk with him although I was careful not to reveal the main purpose behind my wish. Lindemans had many friends in high places, as was natural for so famous a Resistance leader, and I dared not risk the possibility of some casual remark or deliberate “ tip" fore-warning him of my real purpose. So I merely left word that he was to report to me at eleven o'clock next morning at the Palace Hotel, Brussels, where S.H.A.E.F. officers, myself included, were then billeted.
The next morning I was punctual at the rendezvous. It was a warm, balmy, morning in which only peace seemed possible in the sunshine. But the war itself was only a few miles away and everywhere, even in the lounge of this luxurious hotel, war had left its trademark. The military had moved in and business-like folding tables and wooden chairs had replaced the luxurious armchairs where the social elite had once gossiped over their coffee.
The chimes of eleven o'clock rang mellowly through the lounge but there was as yet no sign of Lindemans. I was not perturbed. He could hardly avoid coming, since I had left specific instructions, but he could assert his native arrogance by arriving late. As I ran mentally, through the questions to be asked, my right hand felt the rough comfort of the serrated grip of my Walthur automatic pistol which was loose in its holster. The action was cocked and there was a round in the breech. A slight pressure and it was ready for action. Lindemans might not yet realise that this was to be a life-or-death meeting for him, but I did. Compared to his height and great strength, I was a little weakling and in unarmed combat would not have rated my life worth a minute once those massive hairy hands clamped down on me. But had not Damon Runyon, the scribe of Broadway, described the automatic pistol as "the old equalizer"? Having it close to hand cancelled out the physical difference between Lindemans and myself. I had some natural talent for shooting and hours of practice with my favourite Walthur had made me something of an expert. In any case, if King Kong objected too strongly to my questions, I could hardly miss the vast target he presented across the narrow width of a coffee table.
The minutes went by and still there was no sign of him. I had expected him to be perhaps ten minutes or a quarter of an hour late, even half an hour if he wanted to gain some revenge for the humiliation he had suffered at the Antwerp security camp. But when it was after twelve o'clock and he had not arrived, I began 'to wonder whether I had perhaps misjudged his arrogance. Was he so confident in his reputation and the friendships he enjoyed with the politically powerful that he would deliberately disobey a specific order?
I had waited nearly two hours when I found the answer. Two young Dutch captains strode smartly into ;the lounge of the hotel. From their bandbox appearance and the bright armbands they wore, I knew them as staff captains from the Netherlands General Headquarters staff. They marched over to my table and saluted in unison. One of them spoke. "You are waiting for Lindemans, sir? "
“ I am. And have been for nearly two hours."
“ We're sorry, sir, that you've been kept waiting.
Lindemans cannot keep the appointment. He's had other orders. "
" Other orders, Whose orders?". I was growing angry but did not want these glossy young men to know it.
They drew themselves up even more erect and a tone of reverence crept into the spokesman's voice, like the hushed tone that the faithful use when they speak of God. " Lindemans left this morning on a very special mission."
My throat contracted so that I could hardly speak. I had hoped that following our meeting that would not now take place, Lindemans' treacherous activities would be curtailed even if I did not at once prove his guilt. And now he had not only eluded me but was probably this very moment leading brave men of the Resistance into a well-prepared trap.
“ With the Interior Forces?" I asked.
:The two staff captains hesitated and then assumed the importance that nearly all men show when they know a major secret of which their interrogator is ignorant.
“ No, sir. He has been attached to the Canadians for special intelligence duties, but we are not permitted to tell you what those are, sir.”
(Later I learned what had happened. The Canadians required a really trustworthy local man who could secretly enter Eindhoven which was still in German hands and get in touch 'with the leader of the Resistance in that area. The messenger was to inform 'the Resistance leader that large Allied parachute landings were to take place north of Eindhoven the following Sunday morning, September 17th, and the Resistance leader was to prepare and concentrate his men to aid the paratroopers and exploit the initial German confusion. The Canadians applied to Dutch Headquarters who at once thought of Lindemans as the man for this special mission, little knowing that he might be a traitor and that I was on his track. One cannot blame them for not suspecting Lindemans, although it must be added that the facts about him, his reckless spending, his constant miraculous escapes from ambushes, bad been known To them for months, and were so plain that it had only taken me a few days to collect them and tot them up. Sending Lindemans on such an errand Was equivalent to broadcasting the news of the forthcoming Allied parachute landings on the B.B.C. news bulletins.)
But I did not know that the landings were about to take place. All I could then hope-a pious hope I-was that the special mission Lindemans was engaged on -would not cost us too dear in casualties. All I could do was to carry out that last resort of those who have failed-to make out my official report and send it to S.H.A.E.F.

V
What happened three days later is too well known to the world to need more than the briefest of descriptions. At dawn on September 17th the largest airborne landing' in the history of warfare took place. Nearly ten thousand men of the British 1st Airborne Division were dropped at Arnhem, while twenty thousand American paratroopers and three thousand Poles were dropped at Grave and Nijmegen. Their task was to secure and hold bridgeheads over the Maas Canal, the Waal River and the Neder Rijn while armoured spearheads from the main forces plunged down the major road to join up with these outposts and force the water crossing in bulk. The operation, under its code-name" Operation Market-Garden," was like threading beads on to a necklace of armour and firepower. It was a daring plan and everything depended on the surprise effect to be obtained by dropping parachute troops well behind the enemy's front lines. If the Ger.. mans in the rear areas were taken entirely by surprise, it was estimated that several days must pass before they could regroup for an attack on the airborne bridgeheads. By this time the main forces would be well on their way and if the paratroops, reinforced with supplies of food and ammunition dropped by air, could hold out, a brilliant victory would result.
Everything seemed to be going according to plan. Air reconnaissance on the morning of September 16th showed that there was no abnormal German activity in the Arnhem area. But after dark that night the German Panzers rumbled quietly into position, taking up hull-down positions behind hedgerows and ditches around the vital dropping area. At dawn the paratroops dropped out of the grey sky but not to find the enemy surprised and confused. From the start it was obvious that something had gone wrong but at the time everyone thought that a lucky coincidence had caused the Germans to consolidate their armour and infantry in the one place where 'they were neither expected nor wanted.
Nine days later, nine days of gallant and hopeless fighting against an enemy that surrounded them on all sides, with food and ammunition running out and with their ring of defence drawn so tight that air-dropped supplies were more likely to land among the Germans than themselves, two thousand four hundred survivors of the heroic “ Red Devils of Arnhem " struggled to safety back across the Waal River, leaving seven thousand casualties behind them. The daring coup had failed. Montgomery had suffered his first and only major defeat of the war. The war itself was to be prolonged for another eight months of killing and devastation. In the “ black winter" of wrecked dykes and trampled harvests that was to follow, nearly two hundred thousand Dutch men .and women were to die through flood and famine. But still no one apart from myself seemed to suspect the real cause behind the failure of the operation. It was “ one of those things," " the luck of the game " and so on. Certain in my own mind that Lindemans was a traitor and learning later some hints of what his secret mission for the Canadians had entailed, I had put two and two together and the total came suspiciously close to four.

VI
Meanwhile, although I was very busy on other cases, I had not shelved the Lindemans case. The report which I had sent up to S.H.A.E.F. had no doubt been neatly :filed in a pigeonhole somewhere in that enormous head... quarters. The Intelligence branch had many different problems to consider and this would only be one of them~ In any case, most senior officers who had to rely for their information on what was reported to them on paper would be likely to dismiss my suspicions as being utterly fantastic. To accuse the famous Resistance leader of one of our Allies of being a traitor was not only absurd but was really in doubtful taste. Such a .charge could easily have serious political and diplomatic repercussions. No soldier likes to be mixed up in politics or diplomacy in the middle of the greatest war yet known to mankind. All his instincts would be on the side of shelving such a nasty problem, if he could be persuaded for one moment to believe in the gravity of the charges. So nothing further occurred. Whenever I met my opposite number in the British Counter-Intelligence attached to S.H.A.E.F.. a brilliant man who has subsequently occupied some of the most important political positions in the land, I tackled him on the subject of Lindemans. He was always courteous but I could see that he was not impressed with my deductions. If such a clever man with direct experience of Counter-Intelligence work felt no confidence in my claims, it was all the less likely that the “ chair-borne “ officers in S.H.A.E.F. with many diverse problems of immediate urgency to overcome would follow up my suggestions.
So for six weeks no results came from my efforts to have Lindemans arrested. Thus far there was no absolute evidence of his guilt but only “ circumstantial evidence “ supported by deductions. Then one evening the additional proof arrived dramatically. The Allied advance had continued, although since the tragic failure of Arnhem the armies had had to fight for every foot of ground they gained.
I was in Eindhoven, which had now been taken. and was just concluding an interrogation which had lasted for nearly three hours. As I explained in a previous chapter, I had by this time been denuded of my assistants and also of my personal transport. I was working alone and had to act as interrogator, judge and jailer where my suspect was concerned.
He was a young Dutchman named Cornelis Verloop. I had finally trapped him into admitting he was a spy. He was at his wits' end with fear.
I stood up and stretched myself, dusting cigarette ash off my uniform. He watched me closely.
“ Am I to be shot?" he whispered. His throat was too dry to allow him to speak normally.
I shrugged without answering. It seemed obvious that he was going to be shot. He was a. spy.
" I have a young wife in Amsterdam, sir, a good Dutch girl. She is innocent, I swear it. “
“ So? We do not propose to shoot your wife. We are not like your German masters. “
Desperately he tried another tack. “ I will give you valuable information, sir - in return for my life. “
" You fool," I said. .. Any information you have can be extracted from you before you are shot. It is a simple and painless process. “
He gave a wan but sly smile. ",. You can make me tell what you think I should know but you cannot find out Those facts which you do not suspect I know.'"
“ Well, my young philosopher, what do you know?:"
There was an edge of contempt to my tone.
Verloop leaned forward eagerly and, squeezing his fists together to aid his memory, recited the names and descriptions of all my Intelligence headquarters staff. Even many H.Q. staff officers did not know the identities of some of the men whose names Verloop rattled oft.
“ Also, your chief agent in Brussels is Paul Leuven and in Amsterdam a man named Dampreny, and. . . “
He sat there at the table and glibly recited the main 'network of our counter-espionage system in Belgium and the Netherlands.
I was worried for the sake of those agents still behind the German lines. If this traitor knew so much, then perhaps his masters knew more . I kept my voice level and asked in as casual a tone as I could muster. "Who told you all this?"
He was alert, hope was beginning to trickle back into his veins. " Colonel Kiesewetter of the. Abwehr told me. In the Abwehr headquarters at Driebergen. But who told Colonel Kiesewetter is my secret. Do you wish to make a bargain, sir?"
I was tired and for the moment sick to death of the human degradation confronting me. I had seen many men fight for their lives like cornered rats, prepared to sacrifice employers, country or friends to save their own skins, but somehow I could not stomach this last case of sordid bargaining. Having no assistants and no transport, I had to march Verloop back in person to the military prison at the other end of the town. The night was dark and I did not want him to make a break for his life on the journey. So I drew my pistol and looking at him balefully, said: “ Come along, Verloop. I have had enough of your scheming. You are a traitor and you are not going to add to your treachery by bargaining with me. Your Nazi friends made the rules for this game. I didn't. So let us play the game their way. Who told those facts to Colonel Kiesewetter?"
The hopeful smile faded. “ In exchange for my life, sir. . ." He made a despairing gesture.
I jerked the pistol forward. "Get up." A night of wakeful thought in jail would soon bring him to his senses, But Verloop, that astute spy, misread my gesture. He thought I was about to shoot him. “ Wait," he gasped,
“ I'll tell you. Don't shoot. It was Chris Lindemans, King Kong. He told Colonel Kiesewetter."

VII
So here, unexpectedly, was the last link that made my chain of evidence against Lindemans complete. I leaned forward and prodded Verloop with the muzzle of my pistol. He went white with fear and gulped. "Did King Kong betray Arnhem to the Nazis?" I asked.
Verloop nodded. He could not speak until he had slipped his tongue over his dry lips and then the words came tumbling from him. “ Yes, he told Colonel Kiesewetter on September 15th, when he called at Abwehr headquarters. He said that British and American troops were to be dropped."
“ Did he say where?"
“ Ja. He said that a British airborne division was waiting to be dropped on Sunday morning beyond Eindhoven. "
I lowered my pistol hand' and looked thoughtfully at Verloop. It seemed certain that this miserable coward had pushed the last piece of my jigsaw puzzle into place.
He misunderstood the pause and falling on his knees said: “ You won't shoot me now, will you? I've told you what I know."
" I won't shoot you myself," I said, “ but I Can't speak for the Army. A court martial will decide your fate. Now stand up and let’s go." .
My years of training in counter-espionage work had taught me that giving vent to personal emotions could be a dangerous luxury. But for once I could not control myself. I trembled with a white-hot anger that left me speechless for the moment. Notwithstanding my frequent :warnings, King Kong had been allowed. to go on a secret mission behind the enemy lines where he could do most damage to the Allied cause. Before I had only suspected the truth. Now I knew it, thanks to the shameless traitor Verloop. Nothing could undo the tragedy of Arnhem but at least a summary end could be put to Lindemans' treachery.
Once Verloop was safely in his prison cell. I rushed, still seething with rage, to Dutch Intelligence Headquarters. I burst into the officers' mess. The sight of my fellow-countrymen, lolling in their soft armchairs with drinks in their hands, listening to some hurdy-gurdy tune on the radio, made my anger leap to its full tension. I stood there, speechless with fury. .
One of my acquaintances looked round. "What's up, 'Pinto?" he asked. " You look as white as a sheet."
That mild inquiry did it. My anger boiled over. "Turn that damned thing off! " I shouted. I crashed my fist on the table and, as the radio crackled into silence,' they all looked at me in surprise. For a second I hated those open-mouthed moon-faces turned to mine in astonishment.
" God damn it!" I roared. "It's high time you lot realized that when I say a man is a suspect, I mean it. And what do you do? Straight away you send him behind the enemy lines with the most vital message of the war!"
“ What do you mean?" someone blurted out.
“ Lindemans - King Kong. Two of you will go by car to Castle Wittouck at once and arrest him."
“ Arrest Lindemans - You must be crazy! Why, with his bare hands he could smash a couple of men like rag dolls. Besides, he's always armed to the teeth. It would be sheer suicide."
One of the senior officers spoke. “ In any case, Pinto, what are your grounds for arresting Lindemans? Do you realize the public scandal there would be ?”
Rapidly I gave my reasons. Something in my manner must have shown them my sincerity. But there remained the problem of carrying out the arrest without risking the lives of the escort. And then, as sometimes happens when one is keyed up with excitement, the answer came to me in a flash.
" I have it," I cried. “ Two of you - you and you - will go to Castle Wittouck and interview Lindemans. Tell him' he is to be decorated for his gallant services. That should appeal to his colossal ego. Persuade him to disarm, put on a. clean shirt and brush his hair. Then take him into a private room. In the meantime I will have sent a message by teleprinter to S.H.A.E.F. asking for ten military policemen to be sent to the castle. When Lindemans enters the room they will overpower him and arrest him. Understood?"
The two officers I had selected grinned and got to their feet. “ Fair enough," one said as he buckled on his pistol belt. “ I hope ten will be enough for him. Tell S.H.A.E.F. to pick the biggest they've got:.
That was the plan-and it worked. As I had suspected, King Kong's vanity was easily assailed. As soon as he heard that he was to be “ decorated. “ Lamblike he allowed himself to be shorn of his weapons and, having smartened himself up, was shepherded to a private room set aside for the purpose.
Then, swaggering into the private room ahead of his “ guard of honour,” King Kong advanced to receive his award. It arrived in the shape of the ten military policemen who overwhelmed him and, after a struggle, secured him. There were no handcuffs in Holland big enough to clamp round his mighty wrists so instead his arms were lashed with steel-cored rope. When he was brought on to the R.A.F. airfield at Antwerp I ordered his legs to be bound as well. It was just possible that with the brute strength in his legs he could smash a hole through the thin walls of the aircraft and to plunge to his death from mid-air might be a spectacular last gesture that would appeal - to the vanity of King Kong.
When the aircraft touched down in England, Lindemans was rushed to a private country house outside London. It was staffed by the British Counter-Intelligence whose interrogators were- possibly the most skilled in the world at extracting a full confession without resorting to any form of physical torture. They were expert at assessing the psychological strength and weakness of their suspects and at breaking down the mental obstacles that held back the truth. For two weeks they kept Lindemans under cross-examination. When he was flown back to Holland, this time pinioned with a pair of Scotland Yard's special adjustable ratchet handcuffs, and lodged in Breda Prison, I escorted him to his cell. I looked at him carefully. Gone was the swagger and the truculence, but there was not a bruise nor a wound on his massive body, no puncture marks where a hypodermic needle had been plunged in. His eyes were lowered but there were no tell-tale signs around them to show that he had been violently frightened or kept awake for days on end. But with him came a full and detailed confession covering twenty-four pages of closely typed, foolscap. Without resorting to any kind of torture the experts had sucked King Kong's mind dry of all the self-incriminating facts it contained.
I took the top-secret confession to my office and sat down to study it. It was more exciting than any detective story and it was satisfying to read the confirmation of much guess-work and deduction. The story of Lindeman's treachery began in 1943, when he was at the height of his fame as a Resistance leader of the Dutch Interior Forces. He had always been promiscuous in his sexual tastes and with it vastly extravagant. Running short of funds for lavishing presents on his numerous girl friends, he hit on an ingenious method for supplying his private exchequer.
He persuaded rich women, some of them physically attracted by him, to part with their best jewels to provide fighting funds for the “ underground “ escape route :through Belgium and Holland into Occupied France and thence into Portugal. Many of these women, whose friends and relatives were only too often languishing in Nazi concentration camps and whose fine houses were billeting German officers, were eager to oblige the romantic Resistance hero. .
Lindemans had sold many of the jewels thus collected but the proceeds never augmented the Resistance funds. They were spent in taverns and night clubs in drunken orgies and in buying the favours of girls whose virtue needed dazzling with gold before they would agree to endure the bear-like caresses of the great man. Those jewels which he did not sell he gave a way to his mistresses, boasting that they were part of the loot he had taken from the Nazis by force.
Thus far Lindemans had descended to embezzling, but he was still an honest man where his country was concerned. Yet, although he may not have realized it, he was driving down a one-way route. Sooner or later he would have to account for the jewels he had embezzled, unless he could make sufficient money by other means to pay their value into Resistance funds. Already one or two of the other Resistance leaders were growing suspicious of his extravagant way of living. It was not an easy matter in Occupied Europe to acquire large sums of money' suddenly by any honest means, and Lindemans began to wonder how he could' set about making good his fraud without giving up the extravagance he loved. .
Then in February, 1944, an event occurred which must have precipitated the crisis. His youngest brother and the French cabaret dancer named Veronica were captured by the Gestapo in a raid on a house which was a hostel on the secret escape-route.- In an amorous career which featured hundreds of girls, sometimes as many as three or four during the one orgy, she had been the only constant factor. However often he strayed, he always returned to her in the end. If there were room in Lindeman's massive frame for love of anyone but himself, then Veronica occupied that place.
One of the worst moments in any man's life is to know that his dearest friends are in the hands of torturers like the Nazis and, worse, that he can do nothing to rescue them. But it happened every day to one Resistance man or the other. All they could do was to clench their teeth and go about their job of revenge with a savage coolness. The good Resistance man could not indulge his feelings by a reckless and desperate gesture which might risk the lives of even more of his friends and relatives.
But after ten days Lindemans proved to be weaker in moral calibre than his lesser-known colleagues. Frantic with worry over the fate of Veronica and his brother and sensing the growing suspicions of other Resistance leaders who were beginning to wonder aloud about the fate of the jewels and money entrusted to him, Lindemans decided to make a deal with the enemy. He knew two Dutchmen living in Brussels who were in the pay of the Nazis. One was Anthony Damen, the other Cornelis Verloop, my “ friend" of Eindhoven. He arranged to meet them privately in the cafe of the Hotel des Grands Boulevards on the Place Rogier in Brussels. There, over a cup of coffee, Lindemans offered his services to the Nazis on two conditions: one, the instant release of Veronica and his youngest brother; two, big money payments. Verloop went off at once to discuss the matter with Colonel Giskes, then head of the German Abwebr. Giskes must have realized that here was a golden opportunity of exchanging two minnows for a whale. Two days later he met Lindemans secretly in a house in the suburbs of Brussels, where they talked together for a tong time.
The bargain was sealed and next day the Germans kept their end of it. Veronica and the youngest Lindemans were pulled out of their dark, damp cells, made to sign certificates to the effect that they had been well treated, and were then thrust to freedom in the spring sunlight of the Rotterdam streets. Their joy at the unexpected release could not have been marred by any fore-knowledge that this was the first step in a series of events which culminated a few months afterwards in the deaths, through disease and famine, of twenty-five thousand citizens of Rotterdam in the terrible “ black winter" of Holland.
King Kong, having taken the decisive step into infamy, revelled for a time in the immediate results. He spent the first instalments of his traitor's pay in a new burst of revelry, drinking, wenching, and fighting tavern brawls with more zest than ever before.
But, as I had suspected during my earlier investigations into his career, his employers, the Abwehr (the German Intelligence) either through a sense of rivalry or because they dared not spread the news too wide, had failed to inform the other security branches, the Gestapo and the security police, that Lindemans was now in their pay. One day the security police raided another Rotterdam Resistance headquarters. They burst into the cellar with guns levelled. Lindemans was among the Resistance men there !
It was a bad moment for him. He could either give himself away as a traitor in the full view of his Dutch comrades or else risk sudden death at the hands of the S.D. police. He hesitated for a second and then took the coward's choice. He moved one hand in a certain secret gesture to let the S.D. men know that he was on their side. But before their commander could rasp out the order for his men to avert their rifles, one of them misinterpreted the gesture. Already “ trigger-happy" at the great bulk and fierce appearance of King Kong, he thought that the big man was reaching for a revolver. He fired and the bullet hit King Kong in the chest, piercing one lung.
He was rushed off to a Gestapo hospital, for the S.D. commander realized that here was no ordinary Resistance man. The wound would have proved fatal to many humans of average physique, but the jungle strength of King Kong brought him through the crisis into convalescence within three weeks. The head of the Abwehr visited him in hospital to make plans for him to " escape" and return to his own side where he could continue to be a valuable agent of the Abwehr.' The idea was to arrange a plausible " escape. “ but Lindemans himself had an ingeniously savage suggestion which made even the hard-headed colonel gape. It was Lindemans himself who suggested that his own Resistance men should attempt the rescue, so that they would walk into an ambush and be killed while he got a way. The plan was put into effect and unluckily worked only too well. Forty-seven. of his gallant colleagues gave up their lives to rescue their treacherous leader.
For the next few months Lindemans earned his German pay by betraying several groups of agents. One such British group, which included women as well as men, had been working in the part of Belgium still occupied by the Germans. They were arrested, flung into Scheveningen Prison and there suffered exquisite agony until death mercifully ended their torture. Scheveningen Prison near The Hague contained weirdly ingenious instruments of torture of modem design, beside which the medieval thumbscrew and rack seemed like playthings. There were, for example, steel helmets which were screwed down over: the victim's head and eyeballs and then electrified, so that the shock would pierce most keenly to the very nerve-centres of the head. When the Germans evacuated the prison they were in too much of a hurry to remove these damning signs of their vicious ingenuity. When I first saw their instruments of torture - contraptions which any sane man could hardly imagine, let alone manufacture and use - my blood ran cold at the sight. And yet Lindemans, who could not bear to think of his brother and girl friend being in German hands, cheerfully betrayed whole groups of agents for cash. When I read the list of names, many of whom were known to me and some indeed being my good friends, I vowed that I should not rest until Lindemans had met his deserts.
The climax of his confession was, of course, the betrayal of Arnhem. When he was attached to the Canadian First Army and given the job of alerting the Resistance Movement in the Eindhoven area so that they could aid the forthcoming airborne landings, he realized at once that this was a golden opportunity for bigger and better treachery. He completed his Eindhoven mission - not without difficulty, for the local Resistance leader was suspicious of him and had him arrested. In fact, with supreme irony, as it turned out, the Canadians had to send an intelligence officer to “ bailout “ Lindemans and vouch for his integrity before the Eindhoven Resistance men would listen to his proposals. Even this setback did not deter him from his traitorous course. He met Colonel Kiesewetter of the Abwehr at Driebergen on September 15, two days before the landings were to take place, and told him all the secret facts with which he had been entrusted. It is true that Lindemans did not mention the word “ Amhem." A certain section of the Dutch Press subsequently tried to make much of this and claimed that Lindemans could not have betrayed Arnhem because he did not know the exact area of the landings.
This argument is puerile nonsense. Lindemans may not have mentioned the actual name of Arnhem, but he did tell Colonel Kiesewetter that the landings were to take place north of Eindhoven. He said as much in his signed confession. Now every large-scale parachute landing, as any amateur tactician should know, is made with the object of seizing some vital area and holding it for a limited length of time. Paratroops, the elite of the Army, are too valuable to be scattered aimlessly over the countryside in penny packets. One glance at the map would suffice to tell the German military experts what points these airborne troops would be concentrated on “ north of Eindhoven." There was no valuable objective in the open fields. No. The obvious targets were the bridges at Grave, Nijmegen and Arnhem. If these could be seized and held long enough for the main body to link up with the paratroops, then a dangerous bridgehead aimed at the heart of Germany would be developed.
So Lindemans's infamy can never be whitewashed. When he told Colonel Kiesewetter of the top-secret plan to land airborne forces “ north of Eindhoven" in two days' time, he betrayed the Battle of Arnhem...........

[TonyGosling]

VIII

It was one thing to vow that Lindemans must be brought to justice and another thing to accomplish that vow. As I have explained in an earlier chapter, I had many other cases to work on and was handicapped by :working entirely single-handed, without even official transport at my call. Certain highly-placed' officials in the Netherlands Forces were, perhaps understandably. reluctant to see Lindemans publicly tried. Some of them :who had previously and innocently shown him friendship and -favours did not want their lack of judgment exposed to the public eye. Others felt, quite sincerely, that it would not be good for the Dutch war effort if a man who had been a popular and revered figure were to be shown up as an infamous traitor. It was a delicate political and diplomatic situation; red tape which so often tangles itself in the wheels of justice can at times halt even the slow-motion of an unpopular cause. So it was that, although I was fortunate enough to be summoned to S.H.A.E.F. and there congratulated by a Very Important Personage on the importance of my catch, I was no nearer seeing Lindemans in the dock.

And then at Christmas, 1944, as previously mentioned in chapter 7, I fell ill and returned to London on sick leave. During this time the British newspapers scented out a story of a secret prisoner. Although Lindemans was then still in my private wing at Breda Prison, some news of his flight to England for questioning must have leaked out. Rumour had it that a Dutch officer was being held prisoner secretly in the Tower of London. This romantic story, or rather, theory, occupied many headlines in the news-hungry Press. At my suggestion representatives of the Dutch Government in London approached the British Censorship Department with the request that as the Lindemans case was still sub-judice, any public speculation over the reasons for his arrest should be considered illegal. The chief censor agreed and asked the newspapers to drop the subject which, with their customary good sense and public spirit, they did.

After my physical collapse at Christmas, 1944, I was ordered to take three months' complete rest. Not even the Lindemans case was allowed to intrude. He was safe where he was, in a cell in my private wing in Breda Prison. It was unlikely that anyone would think of bringing him to justice in my absence, and although I chafed at the thought of his continuing to evade his deserts, I was glad to know that he could render no more harm to the Allied cause. Besides, to the hulking Lindemans, being deprived of the cheering and the adulation of his hero-worshippers and, as a man of action, being condemned to weeks of inactivity and brooding over his future fate was possibly the worst kind of punishment that could be meted out. In June, 1945, I was able to return to his case and the first thing I did was to order his removal from Breda Prison to that grim block of dungeons nicknamed" The Oranje Hotel," which formed part of Scheveningen Prison. There, in a cell which had probably been occupied by some of the friends he had callously betrayed, Lindemans would know that he was one step nearer justice.

The solitude, the enforced abstinence for one who had been famed for his sexual prowess, and the further deprivation of that hero-worship on which his immense vanity had always battened, wrought swift changes in him. His appetite disappeared and the flesh seemed to melt from his bones. Without exercise his huge knots of muscles grew slack and stringy. The giant frame could never be altered, but now it had grown so gaunt that the clothes hung limply on it as on a scarecrow. His hair went grey and his eyes were dull in their dark sockets. Whenever I visited him he would have a fit and lie frothing at the nose and mouth or grovel on the floor of his cell, shrieking for mercy. What mercy could a man expect who had betrayed his own friends for cash, who had cost us seven thousand casualties at Arnhem, and had prolonged a war for perhaps six months more than was necessary? I could feel nothing but contempt for a man who could not stand the treatment he had cheerfully ordered for others and who had not, like them, felt the keen agony of ingenious torture. I was all the more determined to see him facing trial.

And so I went back to my office, which was now with the Dutch Counter-Intelligence. I wanted to get hold of the documents in his case and submit them with an urgent request that his trial should take place. The records room at Intelligence Headquarters was closely guarded. Only senior officers on important business were allowed access to the room. Any papers or documents removed had to be scrupulously signed for. Even signatures on papers and identity cards were compared to avoid any possible forgery. A security cordon surrounded the whole building. I had seen many security arrangements in the past and I was certain that few would have equalled the present example for efficiency and none would have surpassed it.

But when I went to get the vital file it was not in its proper place. I searched carefully on neighbouring shelves and in nearby filing cabinets in case it had been accidentally filed away in the wrong place. There was no sign of it. I checked the record index to make sure that the system had not been reorganised in my absence. There was no entry to show that there ever had been a file on the Lindemans case. In fact the very name “ Lindemans “ had been carefully and completely expunged !

I began to make pressing inquiries. At last I learned that a certain senior officer [Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands? – ed.] had called for the file some days earlier. I tackled him. He admitted that he had had the file in his possession for a short time but had passed it on to another senior officer. I went to see the latter. When I questioned him he looked blank. No. he had never set eyes on the Lindemans file. I returned to the former senior officer. He was equally surprised. He could have sworn that the other senior officer had taken the file from him on such and such a day. And there the matter ended. From that day to this I have never set eyes on the Lindemans file and there was nothing further for the moment that I could do.



IX

In October, 1945, after I had made a nuisance of myself by continually importuning my seniors to bring on the trial of Lindemans, I was suddenly released from the Security Service and later promoted and transferred to duty in Germany. I had, however, been expecting such a move and had in fact joked with my. friends about it in advance. There is an old Dutch proverb which says:' “ He who wants to beat a dog can always find a stick for the job." I had long realized that after the arrest of King Kong a stick would be found for me.

But I was not sorry for what I had done, only that I had not achieved better results. Love of Holland, my native country, has always taken first place with me, but, moreover, I have always believed that the people of a country should be big enough to know the truth even if it is not always to their advantage. Most Dutch people did not yet know why Arnhem had failed. They had been taught to blame the weather or “ the luck of the game “ or Field Marshal Montgomery's recklessness in mounting a daring operation without sufficient resources at his disposal. They did not know that one of their own countrymen had betrayed the battle before it started. It seemed that as long as Lindemans could be kept obscurely in jail - and there appeared to be no time limit to this - they never would know.

And so the months went by and the mud was allowed to settle at the bottom so that on the surface everything was limpid and clear. But in May, 1946, when I had long resigned myself to having heard the last of Lindemans, a surprising event occurred. The British Press was, of course, no longer gagged by censorship. The European war had been over for a full year. The Press, which has so often championed the cause of the individual against the bureaucracy and has brought sufficient pressure to bear through publicity to put an end to injustice, began to print articles demanding what had happened to “ the Dutch officer who had betrayed Arnhem,” “ the secret prisoner in the Tower of London." For several days the press campaign went on; newspapers in England and the Continent of different political outlooks were at one in their desire to know the facts. The same questions were asked by all. The" Dutch officer “ had been arrested more than eighteen months before. Had he been tried and, if so, what was the result of the trial? If he had not yet been tried, what was the reason for the delay? In the face of these demands the Dutch Government had only one course to take. It was announced that a special tribunal would assemble at the end of June, 1946, for the purpose of trying Christian Lindemans on charges of treason.

(At this stage I must point out that my knowledge of the rest of Lindemans's brief career is based on hearsay and the official Dutch version of his fate. I was no longer in Holland and thus without access to the facts at first sight. If one of the hall-marks of truth is that it really is stranger than fiction then without doubt the official version is completely true. As it is impossible now to obtain the evidence that would confirm or refute the communiqué one's only choice is to accept it. Nevertheless, as with all famous mysteries. there are loose ends and hidden interrogation marks which cannot be satisfactorily explained at least to one who likes his evidence cut and dried.)

As I have already mentioned, Scheveningen Prison, perhaps the largest in Holland, had been used by the Nazis for holding political prisoners. Many of Holland's most gallant patriots had been tortured and allowed to rot there. When the Nazis were driven out and the prison was taken over by the Allies, it was found that most of the surviving Dutch prisoners were too ill to be moved. A specially equipped hospital was set up for their treatment inside the main structure of the building and gradually the prison became more and more of a hospital.. In fact only one large wing was still used for its original purpose. There the suspected traitors, the collaborators, spies and looters were held, amongst them Christian Lindemans.

For months Lindemans had been growing weaker. He 'was now so emaciated that the skin seemed to hang in folds on his giant skeleton. In addition he was partly paralysed.. The Dutch prison doctors, knowing that he had been shot through the lung, suspected tuberculosis had set in and removed him from his bleak stone cell to the prison hospital for special tests and treatment.

Women nurses are not usually found in Dutch prison hospitals but as Scheveningen was now more of a hospital than a prison the rule was waived in its case. Although Lindemans was no longer the superb muscular athlete with a reputation for turning girls' heads that would make each successive conquest a little easier, he must still have possessed some potent spark of manhood, if we are to believe the official version. For one of these coldly efficient and practical nurses fell in love with him.

Perhaps they had known each other in the lustier days when Lindemans could pick up a grown man in each huge fist and knock them out by crashing their heads together, could drink enough wine to finish off three ordinary men and then satisfy three of four girls in the one night with his sexual prowess. Perhaps she had been won by his great reputation as a Resistance leader and refused to believe that he was guilty of the charges against him. Whatever the cause, and we shall never know the real motives, she decided to help him to escape the consequences of his approaching trial.

'Lindemans was kept in a prison hospital room by himself. The door was locked on the outside; there was only one small window and that was heavily barred. The room was several storeys up with a sneer drop of many, feet to the ground. It was not a promising situation for any man to escape from, let alone one who was partly paralysed and in such a physical decline that he was under observation for tuberculosis. But according to the

official version, the daring plan nearly worked. The nurse managed to smuggle a steel file into Lindemans's room.

With this she had to saw through the stout bars of his window in such a way that although they appeared to be intact, one hard push would remove them. She had an accomplice who had the romantic nickname of " The Singing Rat." He was apparently serving a term of imprisonment for some minor offence: through her efforts :he was given the job of nursing orderly for sick prisoners.

If you have ever tried sewing through strong bars with a file you will know that it is not an easy job. particularly if you have to do it as quietly as possible. Hospital nurses are given many tasks to perform and they never seem to have a spare or an unsupervised moment. Yet here was one who had so much time to spare that she could spend hours in Lindemans's room sawing away at the bars of his cell window without apparently causing any suspicions among her observant colleagues. Certainly she must have taken turns with “ The Singing Rat" at the sawing but even then she must have kept “ cave “ near the room in case someone walked in unexpectedly. So much activity in the one place and no one sufficiently observant to comment on it. For any hospital this would be amazing; for a prison hospital it is almost incredible.

The second part of the plan was even more difficult to perform. Having prepared the bars so that they 'could be removed without effort, the three plotters had to devise some means for. Lindemans to reach the ground after climbing through the window. His cell was many feet off the ground. There were no convenient footholds or drainpipes down which he could climb. So it was arranged that on the night set for the escape “ The Singing Rat “ would leave a rubber hose pipe hanging out of a storeroom window which happened to be conveniently close to the window of Lindemans's cell. :All the escapee had to do was perch on the window-sill of his own room, swing across until he grasped the hose pipe and - then swarm down it.

For the man he had been at the time of his arrest this scheme would have presented few problems. His brute strength would have allowed him to- climb down almost any length of piping as long as it would support his massive weight. But the Lindemans who now had to make the attempt was an emaciated weakling who was also semi-paralysed. True his weight was far less and would put less strain on his arms but this was no compensation. The Lindemans I had last seen only a few months before was hardly strong enough to tie a knot in a length of stout rope. And yet, presumably still further weakened by continued illness and loss of appetite, he was to attempt a feat in the darkness over which a trained and resolute cat-burglar might well have hesitated.

Stranger still, according to the official version, he succeeded in his hazardous attempt. He managed to slither down the hose pipe and reach the ground. Unfortunately' he made too much noise in the descent, was heard by the guards patrolling the grounds of the prison and was captured by them. Within a few minutes he was behind bars again.

Now when an important prisoner nearly effects a daring escape a few days before he is to be tried, an escape which must have been engineered with inside help, the authorities usually concentrate their energies on arresting his helpers. It would not have required much imagination or powers of deduction to suspect that the nurse who had devoted so much time to the assiduous care of the prisoner might be implicated in his escape plan. Even if it were impossible to prove her complicity, the safest course would be to allot her, duties to some other nurse. But for some unaccountable reason she was neither arrested for her part in the plot nor even removed from her post.

The day of justice was approaching. Soon the whole world would know of Lindeman's guilt and a popular false idol would be smashed for ever. But fate - or human intervention - had one more trick to play on the prosecution. Two days before the trial when the routine inspection of all cells took place, Lindemans was found lying on his bed. He was dead. Across his body lay the nurse, inert but still breathing. She was rushed to the hospital where strong emetics were forced down her throat and all the modem aids of medicine were used to bring her round. She recovered and confessed that she had administered eighty aspirin tablets to Lindemans and had herself swallowed an equal number. They had agreed on a suicide pact, she said.

Thus a traitor cheated justice. He was now beyond the reach of the law but what of the person who assisted him in his final escape - the nurse? She was surely liable to face charges, the least of which was grave enough, that of being accessory to the attempted escape of a prisoner, and the worst of which, for the survivor of a suicide pact, was murder. Yet this nurse, whom one would consider: lucky to get off with a heavy prison sentence, was never tried in public and subsequently has held responsible official positions in Holland. It is a strange thing which .I for one do not begin to. understand~

And Cornelis Verloop, that self-admtted traitor, whose evidence first confirmed my suspicions of Lindemans' guilt? He also avoided the embarrassment of facing a public trial and must in fact have been completely; exonerated since as far as I know there is no record of his having been tried. I have heard from various quarters that he subsequently held an official post in Germany under the Dutch Government. It seems a strange reward for a man who betrayed his country to the enemy and I can hardly believe it.

The special tribunal that was to have assembled to try, Lindemans was dissolved before it ever met. There were brief reports of his death in a few Dutch papers. The case was officially closed.

And so Lindemans, master-traitor, lecherous, vain, brutal and cowardly, found in the end that his luck with women held, although women had contributed so much to his final arrest, If he had not entered the Antwerp security camp for the purpose of picking up a couple of girls, I might never have suspected him in the first place.

He was undeniably a traitor. I have met many of them and he was by far the worst, not only in his methods but in the damage he caused. Even if one is not prepared to admit that his actions prolonged Ute war by more than six months, one must credit - or rather discredit - him with the seven thousand casualties suffered by the gallant " Red Devils of Arnhem," with the deaths in action of his brave Resistance men and the slow deaths by torture of the secret agents he betrayed. Because the world has never learned his full infamy through his death before trial, there have been many attempts, some of them officially sponsored, to whitewash his memory. I was instructed by a representative of the Dutch Government in London, when the British Press was out to print the facts of his career and his death, to deny that King Kong betrayed Arnhem. But to me he was not a big, irresponsible boy who just blundered into the wrong. He was a sordid traitor who coolly sold his secret information to gratify his gross appetites. For the first time I have written here the full facts as I know them and, where I have had to rely on official " hand-outs " in the last phase of my story, have exercised the right to comment on them. It is up to the reader to weigh the evidence before him and to reach his own conclusions. And let us always remember that though it is unpleasant to admit that one's own country may breed traitors here and there, it is wiser and safer in the long run to recognize the truth.

Happy the land which has no son or daughter prepared to betray his or her country.

[TonyGosling]

Other alarm bells :
1) That Lindemans likely didnt kill himself at all but was silenced ...
2) That even during a parliamentary search official key pieces in Lindemans files were 'missing' all in a sudden and have stayed missing ever since ...even the section report disappeared after testemonies came in the open Lindemans was murdered ...
3) that not even the then Prime minister Lubbers was powerfull enough to raise the curtain ...

MI5 files reveal how 'King Kong' betrayed Allies
Philandering Dutch spy leaked details of Operation Market Garden which led to the deaths of thousands of troops at Arnhem
By Kim Sengupta Wednesday 19 April 2000
http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/this-britain/mi5-files-reveal-how -king-kong-betrayed-allies-281670.html

New light has been shed on the treachery of a Dutch double agent, codenamed King Kong, in the disastrous Allied operation at Arnhem towards the end of the Second World War.

But the MI5 documents released by the Public Record Office yesterday fail to provide a conclusive answer to the extent of damage caused by Christian Lindemans' passing of information to the Germans.

Historians and espionage specialists have differed over Lindemans' role in the major reverse suffered by the Allies in Operation Market Garden in 1944, later depicted in the award-winning film A Bridge Too Far. Almost 10,000 British and Allied paratroops were dropped on the outskirts of Arnhem with orders to take the bridge and hold it until reinforcements arrived. There followed some of the fiercest close-quarter combat of the war as the lightly equipped paratroops came under attack from tanks and battle-hardened German regiments. Fewer than 2,000 Allied soldiers escaped from the city.

The intelligence reports show that Lindemans, a resistance fighter turned collaborator, gave the Germans specific warnings of an airborne attack on 17 September, the night of the Arnhem landings. But the target he identified was Eindhoven, 30 miles away.

This leads to the strong possibility that Lindemans had overblown his importance to the Germans. Although he could get hold of some intelligence, he did not have ready access to the latest battle plans through Allied Headquarters in Brussels as he had claimed.

Lindemans was an inveterate womaniser, and MI5 chronicled a series of sexual liaisons. One report stated censorioiusly: "King Kong is a woman hunter without morals or conscience." But it also noted that he was undoubtedly in love with his common-law wife, a French cabaret singer called Gilberte. Her imprisonment, along with that of his brother, was the lever by which German intelligence persuaded him to work for them, the files show.

But Lindemans' professed love for Gilberte did not reduce his sexual appetite. The MI5 files noted how he abused the trust of a wealthy Dutch grain merchant and his young daughter, who nursed him when he was shot in the chest. "This girl, though seduced by Lindemans and robbed by him of all she possessed under the pretence that he needed her money in order to keep his 'secret organisation' going, was at the moment still in love with the man," the British agent wrote.

The reports also spoke of other affairs, one in Brussels with a lover known only as Mia, another with a Swedish woman. The liaisons took place despite Lindemans' physical frailty - though tall and immensely broad he walked with a limp, had an almost paralysed arm and was prone to seizures.

While awaiting trial after the war - and an almost certain death sentence - Lindemans continued to exert his charm on women. After his suicide in July 1946, MI5 officers learnt that he had almost escaped from jail with the assistance of a nurse, who helped him cut through cell bars. When that failed, and Lindemans took a fatal overdose of sleeping pills, the nurse tried to follow suit, only to be revived.

[TonyGosling]

[TonyGosling]

Joe just emailed through the links for this
What a star he is!

http://www.ibiblio.org/hyperwar/USA/USA-E-Siegfried/USA-E-Siegfried-6. html

http://www.ibiblio.org/hyperwar/USA/USA-E-Siegfried/USA-E-Siegfried-7. html

http://www.ibiblio.org/hyperwar/USA/USA-E-Siegfried/USA-E-Siegfried-8. html

[TonyGosling]

Why did Maxima chose this dress while visiting Germany?
Let's look at the Netherlands.. or Holland as it is also called and the Dutch History...............
The Netherlands...
To the world home of coffeeshops to buy and smoke tolerated (NOT LEGAL) cannabis, red light
districts, wooden shoes, windmills and waterworks.
Home of the Dutch Lion.. nowadays mostly for it's soccer history..
But could the Netherlands actually have been acting as the Lions Den in which a new threat to
Humanity was born?
Let's take a look at the royals....
Dutch Queen Juliana... Husband Prince Bernhard Friedrich Eberhard Leopold Julius Kurt Carl
Gottfried Peter Graf von Biesterfeld former SS member - IG Farben member and co-founder of the
Bilderberg group
"Born in a Nazi ‘witches cauldron’ of British blood
Bilderberg’s first chairman, Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands, was born into the German
aristocracy. He joined the Nazi party at university, then the SS but he married into the Dutch royal
family, dropping the silver deaths-head and black SS uniform before the war. His newly adopted
Holland was invaded by his old Nazi friends in 1940, so he fled to Britain with Dutch Queen
Wilhelmina and his wife, Princess Juliana.
As a former SS officer he was scrutinized by the Admiralty’s wartime spymaster, Ian Fleming who,
after a year of watching Bernhard, signed him to the British army as a trusted Dutch liaison officer."
http://www.globalresearch.ca/the-worlds-most-power…/5382698…
KLM (Royal Dutch Airlines)accused of helping Nazis flee
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/6635677.stm
http://ww2gravestone.com/…/lippe-biesterfeld-bernard-leopo…/
Dutch Queen Beatrix... Husband Prince Claus von Amsberg Hitler Youth.. also 90th Panzer
Division.. (rumors about Waffen SS)
Dutch King Willem Alexander.. Argentinian wife.. .Queen Maxima Zorreguita...
Maxima does not seem to have a Nazi history haunting her... or does she?
Daughter of Jorge Horacio Zorreguita Stefanini,
Minister of Agriculture in the regime of General Jorge Rafael Videla..
"According to Human rights organisations in Argentina, between 1,900 to as high as 3,000 Jews
were among the 30,000 who were targeted by the Argentine military junta.[35]

[TonyGosling]

SYNOPSIS: Years of Nazi occupation left the Dutch afraid and distrustful. Bep, Corry and Puck recall the screams of deported Jewish neighbours and the singing of German troops. But by September 1944 liberation was imminent with the Allies advancing through Belgium. It arrived one beautiful late summer Sunday. Wim and Jan recall sitting in church with their mothers hearing the bomb blasts outside. Liberation brought tragedy as hospital patients, daughters and whole families were butchered by falling bombs. It also meant joy for Ans and Riemke as they watched 100s of tiny “dolls” falling, British paratroopers from the largest air armada ever seen. Oosterbeek awoke on Monday to spontaneous street parties. Corry recalls the joy of freedom. But the horrors of German corpses were never forgotten by Anje. The Dutch now launched the Tafelberg Hotel as an emergency hospital. Meanwhile, towards Arnhem the Dutch offered shelter and respite to their “Tommies” now pinned down amid heavy fighting. That night Hanny and her parents fled their cellar in the centre of Arnhem as sea of flame engulfed the neighbourhood.
The British attacks failed. German troops reasserted control in Arnhem. For Wil it meant arrest and execution for her father and a local doctor who had cared for British wounded. In Oosterbeek babies and children were now hit by snipers or killed by shelling. But that night, Annie, then 21, risked death, spiriting “her Tommy” back through the German lines. By Wednesday the Allies were forced back into a half-mile wide perimeter fronting onto the Rhine around Oosterbeek, which they shared with 2,500 civilians. Now, close friendships began with the Dutch, sharing news, hopes, food and shelling. One teenager Lies describes her house being hit another Riemke recalls that night being forced from their cellar at gun point. In Arnhem, British resistance collapsed by Thursday. Bep recalls how German troops were shocked to discover her family still alive in their cellar. In Oosterbeek shelling was now intense and Jan a volunteer at a medical aid post describes his horror as heavy mortars destroyed the building. Some civilians, including Riemke and her family, tried to flee but she was hit by a shell and dragged into a cellar. The next morning her father finally found her. Taken to the Tafelberg she was operated on and survived. There the Dutch effort is described by Anje whose father was one of the doctors. Meanwhile in Arnhem itself a evacuation of 100,000 civilians including elderly and the sick was ordered. Wil and Hanny describe quitting their still-burning town; their treasured possessions piled high on bicycles and wagons.
By Saturday the Allies’ casualties filled not only the makeshift aid posts but any safe cellar or home. Evacuation was impossible. Dutch helpers responded with pragmatism, siphoning rain water to drink and slaughtering a sheep for food. Gé, just 12, recalls applying a field dressing to a soldier’s chest. On Sunday German troops overran the Tafelberg. Anje recalls fearing the Dutch would be shot. Instead a Sunday hymn service took place in the ruined building before a ceasefire allowed hundreds to be evacuated. Elsewhere one mother Ans survived a grenade attack on her cellar clutching her 18 month-old daughter and six year-old Tineke fled with her family, her mother thanking the British for their courage. That night, Lies recalls sheltering in a coach house clutching her mother’s hand and fearing she would die during an intense artillery barrage. The final day saw hardened SS troops offer food to captured civilians and exhausted Allied troops offered sanctuary in cellars as they gathered strength to carry on. That night the paratroops withdrew masked by the cacophony of artillery.
Tuesday dawned eerily quiet, the Allies largely gone, shelling ceased and the bitter disappointment of the German occupiers return. This Dutch found with injured or exhausted Allied soldiers risked being shot. Civilians recall now being ordered to bury the Allied dead before starting their long exodus. It would be nine month’s before civilians returned but even then their suffering continued. Annie recalls her baby sister being killed by unexploded munitions. Still the Dutch treasured the memories of their “Tommies” such as messages left behind scribbled in children’s books. One paratrooper wrote: “I shall come back and thank you for us all.” He had been shot hours later.

[TonyGosling]

China to build nuclear power stations on disputed islands in South China Sea
Beijing says Japan should ‘exercise caution in its own words and deeds, and stop hyping up and interfering’ in a dispute some fear could lead to war

Ian Johnston 6 hours ago6 comments
http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/asia/china-south-china-sea-spr atly-islands-disputed-nuclear-power-philippines-vietnam-japan-a7139421 .html

Chinese dredging vessels are purportedly seen in the waters around Fiery Cross Reef in the disputed Spratly Islands in the South China Sea, November, 2015 US Navy/Reuters
China plans to build nuclear power stations in the South China Sea to establish “effective control” of disputed islands, officials have reportedly said.

The China National Nuclear Corporation (CNNC) made the announcement just two days after the Hague-based tribunal concluded China had “no legal basis” for its claim to almost all of the South China Sea.

The area is home to rich fishing grounds and oil and gas fields, while some £3.8 trillion in global trade passes through the area every year.

According to the state-run Global Times, the CNNC wrote on a social media account: “Marine nuclear power platform construction will be used to support China’s effective control in the South China Sea.”

Chinese jets make 'unsafe' intercept of US spy plane over South China Sea
The power plants would be created to “ensure freshwater” supplies on the Spratly islands, the CNNC added.

“In the past, the freshwater provision to troops stationed in the South China Sea could not be guaranteed, and could only be provided by boats delivering barrels of water,” the CNNC said.

“In the future, as the South China Sea electricity and power system is strengthened, China will speed up the commercial development of the South China Sea region.”

[TonyGosling]

The reality is despite several disasters such as Browning sending the 82nd off on a wild goose chase to the Groesbeek Heights the plan very nearly succeeded. Only to finally fail on the Wednesday evening because Horrocks' tanks failed to press home their advantage in an utterly, utterly, mystifying manner.

[TonyGosling]

For those of you who haven't been following my work linking Oosterbeek, Peter Carrington, Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands and the spy King Kong, uncovered by Colonel Oreste Pinto, to the September 1944 betrayal of the battle of Nijmegen and Arnhem, here's the unusually nerdy (for me) fruit of quite a bit of work.

Set-up scenarios for two historical table-top war-games of Operation Market Garden which recreates the situation as it was on the evening of Wednesday 20th September 1944 as Captain Peter Carrington sat in his Grenadier Guards Sherman tank on the North bank of the Waal. Not being a very good soldier as the 1st Airborne soldiers were finished off up a virtually clear road nine miles, or 20 minutes in a Sherman tank away in Arnhem.
His and his C.O. General Horrocks' failure to move on was, according to the recently deceased Major Tony Hibbert who fought at the Arnhem bridge and Captain Moffatt T Burriss who fought at the Nijmegen bridge an appaling decision which led to the failure of an operation which would have crippled the Nazi war machine. It looks to me a deliberate move to subvert Monty by traitors in the Allies who'd done deals to exchange safe passage for Nazi war criminals, for crateloads of gold. According to both men The GG's 17 hour 'break' in Lent added a full four months to the end-slog of WWII. http://www.bilderberg.org/courage.htm

I wrote about it all here
http://www.globalresearch.ca/history-of-world-war-ii-commemorating-the -enigmatic-battle-of-arnhem/5399962

And my research was discussed in German 'Contra Magazine' here
http://www.contra-magazin.com/2014/05/bilderberger-ss-und-das-vierte-r eich/

I was even privileged to be rubbished in the US 'National Review' here
http://www.nationalreview.com/article/388224/obsession-too-far-tim-cav anaugh

Anyway - if you have either of these two games you too can now support my work to the tune of a £15.00 cheque/PO donation for the 12 page set-up sheets, play the Carrington's Courage scenario and see how easy, or difficult, it would have been for Capt. Carrington and his colleagues to get to Arnhem that evening, smash through to the Ruhr, avoid the massacre in the 'witches cauldron, cause ruination to Hitler's supply lines, and finish the war by Christmas 1944.

Speaking of which trust you all got the intel that Bilderberg looks to be in Chantilly this year.
https://www.bilderberg.org/phpBB2/viewtopic.php?t=7563

[TonyGosling]

Market Garden And Bilderberg
This scoundrel is still revered by the Dutch who lived through the war. If only they knew........
https://migchels.wordpress.com/2014/05/20/market-garden-and-bilderberg  /

Bilderberg’s silent takeover of Britain’s $ 60 billion defense budget

In this intriguing article, Tony Gosling of http://www.bilderberg.org establishes a clear link between Montgomery’s Market Garden disaster and the founding of the Bilderberg group in Oosterbeek, near Arnhem, ten years later, in 1954.

It was Bernhard who sent double agent King Kong to warn the Germans and ‘Lord’ Peter Carrington, later chair of the Bilderbergers, halted the Allies’ advance (Market) that could have saved John Frost and his men (Garden), holding Arnhem’s bridge at terrible cost.

I live near Arnhem’s city center, only a few miles from Oosterbeek. The Bilderberg hotel is still there, I actually was there once, to hand out the trophy to the winner of the Dutch Veteran’s Chess Championship.

The war has always fascinated me, the Battle of Arnhem in particular. The old city center was completely demolished and replaced with typically poor post war architecture. It’s a scar that will never go away. It’s still palpable every day.

The massive church in the center was rebuilt with inferior materials and had to be restaurated again in the eighties. That restauration failed too and it needs to be done for a third time now. But there is no money. It all went to the Bankers for their bailouts. The Dutch economy is groaning under austerity.

So did Bernhard come back to Oosterbeek to found Bilderberg like a criminal returning to the place of the crime? Gosling certainly seems to be on to something.

[TonyGosling]

OPERATION MARKETGARDEN: A BRIDGE TOO FAR (PT 1) #WWII
https://audioboom.com/posts/6476511-operation-marketgarden-a-bridge-to o-far-pt-1-wwii
The two part story of a bold plan to strike the heart of Germany by dropping 36,000 British, Canadian, Polish, and American paratroopers in German controlled Holland in Sept 1944. Dedicated to the men who never made it back, this story doesn't pull any punches as to the command elements who screwed up through a combination of poor planning and in some cases, very likely sabotage. This is an incredible story of heroism on the part of the men who fought and liberated the south of Holland in the process.

Recommended: A Bridge Too Far (Movie ) 1977

Part One:

Field Marshall Montgomery devises a bold and desperate plan to drop 36,000 men behind German lines and Eisenhower reluctantly agrees. The plan is full of holes from the beginning, as intelligence is ignored and the wrong men are appointed for a few critical command positions. Finally, Sept 17th arrives and a 90 mile long, 3 mile wide armada of planes and wooden gliders take off from 24 air bases in England as the mission begins. It is the largest single day air drop in recorded history.

Part II

The American 82nd and 101st Airborne begin heavy fighting in Holland to secure the bridges spanning the nine waterways which the British 30 Corps, with its tanks and infantry, will need to cross along its 60 mile run from the Belgium border in the south up to Arheim, near the German border. The British 1st airborne is dropped 8 miles west of its target Arnheim, and finds that it is separated from Arnheim by two Panzer divisions. Only one brigade, Frost's Brigade, reaches Arnheim, and fights desperately to control and then hold the bridge long enough for 30 corps to reach it. Interview segments with Moffit Burris (82nd Airborne) and Brigade Commander Tony Hibbert (British 1st Paratroop Div) provided by Tony Gosling from "A Bridge Not Far" YouTube.

An interview with historian Tony Gosling discussing this documentary is included at the end of this story. Includes the story of the spy "King Kong" who sabotaged the mission.

Music: Reverie by Ross Bugden

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OPERATION MARKETGARDEN (PT II): A BRIDGE NOT TOO FAR: SPIES, LIES, AND ALIBIS
https://audioboom.com/posts/6484377-operation-marketgarden-pt-ii-a-bri dge-not-too-far-spies-lies-and-alibis

The two part story of a bold plan to strike the heart of Germany by dropping 36,000 British, Canadian, Polish, and American paratroopers in German controlled Holland in Sept 1944. Dedicated to the men who never made it back, this story doesn't pull any punches as to the command elements who screwed up through a combination of poor planning and in some cases, very likely sabotage. This is an incredible story of heroism on the part of the men who fought and liberated the south of Holland in the process.

Recommended: A Bridge Too Far (Movie ) 1977

Part One:

Field Marshall Montgomery devises a bold and desperate plan to drop 36,000 men behind German lines and Eisenhower reluctantly agrees. The plan is full of holes from the beginning, as intelligence is ignored and the wrong men are appointed for a few critical command positions. Finally, Sept 17th arrives and a 90 mile long, 3 mile wide armada of planes and wooden gliders take off from 24 air bases in England as the mission begins. It is the largest single day air drop in recorded history.

Part II

The American 82nd and 101st Airborne begin heavy fighting in Holland to secure the bridges spanning the nine waterways which the British 30 Corps, with its tanks and infantry, will need to cross along its 60 mile run from the Belgium border in the south up to Arheim, near the German border. The British 1st airborne is dropped 8 miles west of its target Arnheim, and finds that it is separated from Arnheim by two Panzer divisions. Only one brigade, Frost's Brigade, reaches Arnheim, and fights desperately to control and then hold the bridge long enough for 30 corps to reach it. Interview segments with Moffit Burris (82nd Airborne) and Brigade Commander Tony Hibbert (British 1st Paratroop Div) provided by Tony Gosling from "A Bridge Not Far" YouTube.

An interview with historian Tony Gosling discussing this documentary is included at the end of this story. Includes the story of the spy "King Kong" who sabotaged the mission.

Voices of:

Maj. Moffitt Burris 82nd Airborn

Maj gen Tony Hibbert British First Airborne

Maj Brian Urquhart Intelligence

Gen. Brereton

Lt Col John Frost

Gen Roy Urquhart (not related)

Gen Kurt Student (German Officer)

James Magellus 82nd Airborne

Music: Reverie by Ross Bugden

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[TonyGosling]

'Boy' Browning again

Battle of Nijmegen: Taking the Bridges Over the Waal
• March 8, 2017 By Jan Bos

...That afternoon, General Browning, fearing that the British XXX Corps in Arnhem could not hold out much longer, requested that Gavin try again to take the Nijmegen bridge. The Americans drew up a plan to seize the bridge in a night assault. Before the attack could be launched, however, Browning changed his mind and called it off, preferring that the 82nd hold the high ground south of Nijmegen for the time being....

http://warfarehistorynetwork.com/daily/wwii/­nijmegen-the-bridges-to- nowhere/

[Whitehall_Bin_Men]

It is at this moment in du Maurier's life that I have chosen to begin my novel, Daphne - a book which is itself inspired by the blurring of fiction and reality in her own writing - when she discovered, just over a fortnight before her wedding anniversary, that Browning had suffered a catastrophic mental breakdown. He collapsed in London at the beginning of July 1957, and was hospitalised in a private nursing home near Harley Street, where it quickly became clear that he had been drinking too much, and was suffering from liver damage. Soon afterwards, du Maurier received a phone call from a woman who told her that she and Browning were in love, and that his breakdown had been triggered by the stress of concealing the affair.

Du Maurier was terribly shocked by the news, but there was no question in her mind that they should separate, nor that his trusted position at Buckingham Palace be undermined - indeed, she kept the truth from nearly everyone around her, aside from her closest family and two trusted friends, Maureen and Monty Baker-Munton. Everybody else was told that Browning was suffering from nervous exhaustion, and that his blood was going too slowly through his system. But du Maurier's own sense of guilt and spiralling anxieties became evident when she spoke to Maureen (Browning's personal assistant, whose husband, Monty, a former Spitfire pilot, was as loyal to the du Mauriers as she was).

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/donotmigrate/3671423/The-real-ghost -of-Manderley.html

[Whitehall_Bin_Men]

Okay - here's my classic expose of the battle.

A betrayal too far: Only brutal honesty will do at Arnhem’s 70th anniversary
Tony Gosling
www.rt.com/op-edge/184228-battle-arnhem-anniversary-commemoration/

Beginning his working life in the aviation industry and trained by the BBC, Tony Gosling is a British land rights activist, historian & investigative radio journalist. Over the last 20 years he has been exposing the secret power of the Bank for International Settlements (BIS) and élite Bilderberg Conferences where the dark forces of corporations, media, banks and royalty conspire to accumulate wealth and power through extortion and war. Tony has spent much of his life too advocating solutions which heal the wealth divide, such as free housing for all and a press which reflects the concerns of ordinary people rather than attempting to lead opinion, sensationalise or dumb-down. Tony tweets at @TonyGosling. Tune in to his Friday politics show at BCfm.
Published time: 1 Sep, 2014 13:03
A betrayal too far: Only brutal honesty will do at Arnhem’s 70th anniversary
British veterans attends a commemoration ceremony to mark the 63th anniversary of Operation Market Garden, the battle of Arnhem at the Airborne monument in Arnhem, 21 September 2007 (AFP Photo) / AFP
From Wednesday 17th to Friday 26th September this year thousands of friends and relatives of the fallen and the final few who fought there 70 years ago will gather to commemorate the Battle of Arnhem.
In 1944, as the Allies were heading for Berlin, British Airborne troops were dropped in to take the Arnhem bridge, and the US 82nd Airborne the penultimate Nijmegen bridge. British tanks of XXX corps chugging up the road as reinforcements – at least that was the plan.

Known to most through the 1977 feature film, “A Bridge Too Far” (directed by the late Sir Richard Attenborough), Operation Market Garden was the biggest airborne operation in history. Over 40,000 American and British soldiers, with artillery, jeeps and light armored vehicles were dropped, by parachute and hundreds of gliders, behind German lines.

The objective was to liberate a large slice of Holland, cross the Rhine, grab a bridgehead into the industrial heartland of the Ruhr’s Nazi war machine, and end the war by Christmas 1944. Instead the mission's failure brought a colossal 16,000 casualties, and left a 60-mile finger of Allied troops sticking into German-held territory leading nowhere. A disastrous “Hongerwinter” of bitter starvation followed the military failure, where an estimated 22,000 Dutch civilians starved to death under Nazi occupation.

But as both sides gather in 2014 to remember, and puzzle over, one of the most enigmatic and engaging battles of the war, the organized evil of fascism is again legitimized, active and growing in Europe. Right now the legacy of Hitler's “Crooked Cross” is a political force, notably in Greece, with the Golden Dawn party, and Ukraine, with the openly pro-Nazi Pravy Sektor party.

“Did we,” many of the old soldiers will be wondering, “really finish the job in 1945?”“Have our leaders set us on the right path with their War on Terror determined to vanquish terrorism from the face of the Earth?”“Or has that enemy been deliberately 'cooked up' by the real enemy within?”“Will our children again have to confront this totalitarian menace in our midst before social justice triumphs and the cult of fascism and gangsterism is winkled out forever?”

At many of the twenty-four now mostly abandoned airfields all over the south and southeast of England from which the airborne Market forces took off, you’ll find war memorials to the thousands that died trying to liberate Holland. We owe it to those 11,000 or so that never returned to expose both the mistakes in and lies about the battle. 4th Parachute Brigade commander General Sir John Hackett, in the foreword to “The Devil's Birthday,” described it as “an absorbing field of study which is by no means fully exhausted.” In plain talk, perhaps, “a can of worms.”

Lions
After the success of the Normandy Invasion, back in June 1944, the hard slog to Berlin was on. US and British generals were vying for the precious ammunition, food and other supplies being shipped over the English Channel. British Field Marshal Bernard Montgomery in the north won the tussle and was granted, in Operation Market Garden, a last chance to prove that audacity and imagination might make a quick end to the war in Europe. The traditional slugger, US General George S. Patton in the south, would have to bide his time.

Major Brian Urquhart was an intelligence officer in the planning of Market Garden. When he was shown aerial reconnaissance photographs of the 9th and 10th SS Panzer divisions “resting” just outside Arnhem he demanded a total rethink. British Airborne chief “Boy” Browning, though, would have none of it and Urquhart was unceremoniously put on sick leave. After the war Brian Urquhart went on to become Deputy Secretary General of the United Nations. He blamed the failure of the operation firmly on the incompetence and vanity of those in charge.

British troops are seen crouching against German snipers action in Arnhem on April 15, 1945 a few weeks before the end of World War II (AFP Photo)

Of all the British airborne leaders, Colonel John Frost is roundly thought of as the most able, so much so that the bridge at Arnhem is now named after him. His 2nd battalion fought their way into Arnhem and held on to the bridge for three days and nights in the face of an enormous German force.

In his 1980 autobiography, “A Drop Too Many”, Frost makes it crystal clear that the pre-drop intelligence that the German Panzer divisions were in the area was kept from him. “We had been given absolutely no inkling of this possibility,” he relates. Indeed, airborne commander Browning actually diluted what he knew into a deliberate deception for Frost. “There were said to be some SS recruits in the Arnhem area without guns or armor.”

At the Arnhem Bridge “hanging on by their fingernails” with Colonel Frost was Brigade Major Tony Hibbert, who I was privileged to interview in 2012. Like so many others in Arnhem, he felt let down by the ground army that never came. His insistent desire, though, was that the Polish General Stanisław Sosabowski, stripped of his command and scapegoated by Browning for the operation's failure and who sadly died in poverty in 1967, should have his rank restored and be posthumously honored by the British Army.

Led by a donkey
Despite commanding all three airborne divisions, according to William F. Buckingham's book, “Arnhem 1944”, Eton-educated General “Boy” Browning “had no operational airborne experience at all.” Instead of ferrying fighting men, he used 36 of the precious aircraft and gliders to bring in his lavish headquarters on a peripheral objective, the Groesbeek Heights, and after ordering US General Gavin to forget about his main objective, the Nijmegen bridge, instead to take up positions around his headquarters. As John Frost put it, his main objective, “Nijmegen bridge was there for the walk-over.”

Browning spent the first day cruising about in his jeeps and making a trip across the nearby German border, into the Reichswald Forest, joking that he could take the credit as the first British officer to urinate on Germany. Adopting a more serious pose, he had his photograph taken for the home press as the first British officer to set foot on German soil.

Possibly Browning’s most damning act though, when the desperate fight for the Nijmegen bridge was at its height, was to turn down the aid of an entire air-landing formation waiting in England who were straining to get in on the fight. Major General Hakewell-Smith, commanding the 52nd Lowland Division, offered to come to Browning’s aid but was rebuffed, as Geoffrey Powell records in his “The Devil’s Birthday: The Bridges To Arnhem 1944,” with the reply, “Thanks for your message but offer not repeat not required as situation better than you think.”

After the war, Browning landed a top post as Comptroller of the Royal Household, that of Treasurer to both the Queen and the Duke of Edinburgh. But despite the top job he remained an alcoholic throughout his two post-war decades and was forced out of his responsibilities for the Duke of Edinburgh's finances in the 1959 by a nervous breakdown.

Tanks take 18-hour break 11 miles from Arnhem
The burning question of Market Garden though remains Captain Peter Carrington's and his great Grenadier Guards' tank break. Eyewitness 82nd Airborne Captain Moffatt T. Burriss recounts the words of General Horrocks, in charge of the tank reinforcements of XXX Corps, promising the collected Allied commanders, poised to take the penultimate Nijmegen bridge. “My tanks will be lined up in full force at the bridge, ready to go, hell-bent for Arnhem. Nothing will stop them.”

Instead, once Burriss and his men had taken the bridge, Horrocks, now with a clear run to Arnhem, ordered his men to take an 18-hour break, by which time Frost’s men at Arnhem Bridge had been defeated, and the battle was lost.
Historians and soldiers have argued, and will continue to argue, over why Horrocks’ depleted Corps of tanks, at least 100, failed to make that final 11-mile cruise to Arnhem on the evening of Wednesday 20th September, 1944.

Not enough ammunition, we are told. Well, one tank that did make the trip on its own through Lent and out the other side was described by its commander Sergeant Robinson pumping “round after round” into a lone German assault gun, then moving further up the road to do the same into Lent church from which unholy fireball a company of SS Panzer Grenadiers were observed to scatter in disarray.

Darkness, making it impossible for anti-tank guns to sight and range, might be the perfect cover for a tank advance and Lloyd Clark reveals in his 2008 book Arnhem, “Jumping the Rhein, 1944 and 1945,” that Horrocks “was a great advocate of the night tank attack.” Even Colonel Frost points out how vulnerable the German soldiers were at night. According to the maestro, “They had one major weakness in that they did not relish fighting by night… then was the time to advance on them, to bypass them, to do what one wanted.”

Not enough infantry is another excuse given for the halting of the tanks, but Horrocks had the crisp 130th Brigade of the 43rd Infantry Division twiddling their thumbs just south of Nijmegen, which he appears to have forgotten about. Not only that, scores of 82nd Airborne paratroopers that had taken the Nijmegen bridge were leaping up onto, and on one occasion even into, British tanks, expecting to accompany them on the 20-minute ride to Arnhem.

Parachutes are being dropped at Ginkel Heath in Ede, the Netherlands, on September 19, 2009. The activity is organised to mark the 65th anniversary of the Battle of Arnhem which was fought in and around the city of Arnhem from the 17–26 September 1944 (AFP Photo)

Then there was the “boggy terrain” of the lowlands which meant the tanks would have to stick to the mostly elevated dyke roads. No problem, according to German General Heinz Harmel, who insisted later that he had no forces to block the way and the British had made a big mistake staying put. “If they had carried on it, would have been all over for us,” he told the author of “It Never Snows In September: The German View of Market Garden,” former British Army Colonel Robert Kershaw.

Having taken the Nijmegen bridge, Captain Moffatt Burris was the first to arrive at Captain Carrington’s Sherman tank, parked triumphant but motionless by the north ramp. When urged to head north to relieve the British Airborne at Arnhem, Carrington refused to budge, saying his orders were to “stay here and wait for the infantry.”

When I interviewed Moffatt Burriss, he testified: “I cocked my tommy gun, pointed it at his head and said, ‘Get down that blankety-blank road before I blow your blankety-blank head off." Carrington explained politely that Captain Burriss surely didn’t expect him to obey orders of a foreign officer, but then, Burriss says, Carrington “ducked into his tank and locked the hatch” so, as Burriss recalls, “I couldn’t get at him.”

Over the subsequent hour-and-a-half in-between the Nijmegen bridge and the little town of Lent that evening, a succession of ever higher-ranking American Airborne officers turned up to have a word with Captain Carrington in his tank. “Why aren’t you going?” demanded Capt. Burriss’ CO, Major Cook. Half an hour later 504 Parachute Infantry Regiment’s Colonel Tucker arrived, telling Carrington: “Your boys are hurting up there at Arnhem. You’d better go. It’s only 11 miles.” Just before dark, around 8pm, the top US officer, General Gavin himself, arrived and told Carrington: “If they were my men in Arnhem we would move tanks at night, we would move anything at night to get there.”

Carrington was after all, just following orders. His divisional commander, Major General Allan Adair, who commanded the Guards Armoured Division in which Carrington served as a captain, left only a sketchy memoir of the battle. (Adair spent much of the post-war years as Yeoman of the Guard, ceremonial bodyguard to the monarch. In the 1960s and 1970s, he took up the less ceremonial office of Deputy Grand Master of the United Grand Lodge of Freemasons.)

Tank corps commander General Brian Horrocks, who was ultimately responsible for the 18-hour halt at the crucial point in the battle, is rumored by some, including military publisher Christian Bace, to have left a letter with another military publisher Leo Cooper, only to be opened after he died. According to Leo's wife, the novelist Jilly Cooper, Horrocks' letter is a complete mystery. Either it was lost, or it never existed at all.

But perhaps the greatest enigma connected with Arnhem was not to take place until a decade after the battle itself. In the self-same suburb of Oosterbeek, known as the Hexenkessel, or “witches cauldron” where, surrounded by overwhelming German firepower, so many British soldiers lost their lives, NATO’s secret political lobby was inconspicuously born.

In the chair at the first-ever “Bilderberg conference” in 1954 was Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands, a former SS officer who was in on Market Garden's planning, peering over Monty’s and Horrocks' shoulders. Many believe he was instrumental in sabotaging the Allies’ efforts at Arnhem 10 years before.

Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands (AFP Photo)

The Prince was the British Army’s Dutch liaison officer for this planned liberation of his adopted country. Bernhard’s trusted agent for Market Garden was Christiaan Lindemans, codename “King Kong”. So why the questions about whether Prince Bernhard was actually still a Nazi? Because when he was smuggled across into German lines on Thursday 14th September, Lindemans deliberately took everything he knew of the Dutch underground resistance network and the Market Garden plans straight to German Army intelligence. Bernhard's star player was a double agent.
Those who questioned whether it was wise to trust a former German aristocrat and SS officer, which Bernhard was, in that Dutch liaison role would have been reminded that King George VI himself had instructed Naval Intelligence officer Ian Fleming to give him security clearance. But like something from a plot which Fleming would later pen as author of the James Bond thrillers, other Allied forces, specifically the US Army and Royal Navy, refused to allow Bernhard anywhere near their secret facilities.

Another important figure in the drama of Market Garden, Peter Carrington, later Lord Carrington, also went on to chair the Bilderberg conferences. As UK Defence Secretary, Carrington was responsible for the army in Northern Ireland on Bloody Sunday in 1972, where 26 civilian demonstrators were shot by the British army, 13 of whom died of their wounds. Many point to this as the spark that ignited two-and-a-half decades of the Northern Ireland troubles. After several years as Foreign Secretary to Margaret Thatcher, Carrington resigned to become Secretary General of NATO for four years in the 1980s, moving on to chair the elite Bilderberg meetings for eight years through most of the 1990s.

Bilderberg is where the transatlantic banking, royal, media and corporate elite give our politicians their orders, and has been meeting annually in Europe or North America from 1954 to this day. Its connection to NATO is umbilical, yet often overlooked, as all Bilderberg steering group members and important attendees are from the NATO countries.
NATO's Nazi ties go right back to the supposedly defensive alliance's first meetings. Quoted in AJ Barker’s “Waffen SS at War”, HIAG, the SS veterans association's chief after the war, former Eastern front Panzer corps General Paul Hausser, “claimed that the foreign units of the SS were really the precursors of the NATO army.”

Critics point out that, through politically motivated state terror campaigns such as Operation Gladio, which left hundreds of innocent European civilians dead, right through to liaison with Ukraine's far right paramilitaries UNA/UNSO, NATO’s covert operations with fascist groups have been continuous since the end of World War II. As Italian “gladiator” Vincenzo Vinciguerra put it in a BBC Timewatch documentary: "In 1945 World War Two ended, and World War Three began.”

Was Market Garden sabotaged?
The evidence has mounted over the decades to support the idea that there was not just incompetence but a conscious “lack of enthusiasm” amongst some senior British army officers for Market Garden to succeed. That evidence has led some to link the disaster at Arnhem and Nijmegen with the wider “endgame” of World War Two, and the ultimate creation of the anti-democratic European Union which Bilderberg conferences have so successfully put in place.

Though it was never admitted in German propaganda, the Nazis' defeat became obvious a few weeks before the ill-fated Falaise Gap battle of August 1944 signified the beginning of the end of the Third Reich.
The titans of German industry hastily arranged the “Red House Meeting” in Hotel Rotes Haus, Strasbourg for August 10th, setting plans in motion to “bury the Nazi treasure”. They were practical men, determined to keep control of their doomed war industries and ready to go underground, only to resurface after the war to take their cut of the Nazis' looted wealth.

Hitler had friends amongst the Allies, particularly in the United States where, in 1934, the patriarch of the Bush dynasty, Prescott Bush, attempted to overthrow the US government in a military coup which was only thwarted by plucky US Marine Colonel Smedley Butler. The unrepentant Prescott Bush was prosecuted twice during WWII under the “Trading With The Enemy Act”.

Deals were done toward the end of the war through the OSS with this US Nazi faction in exchange for Hitler's war machine technology, particularly for rockets and missiles as well as uranium and plutonium for the Manhattan Project’s nuclear weapons. Apart from a shared hatred for anything left-wing, particularly communism, the Germans also held bargaining chips of a massive hoard of artworks, gold and securities their armies had looted from the treasure houses of European capitals.

Operation Market Garden’s failure put the conduct of the remainder of the war and arrangements for post-war Europe firmly into US hands but it would need the cooperation of some of the top Brits to throw the fight.
Failure at Arnhem also gave the Nazis a much-needed extra four months, to 1st May, 1945, in which to transport everything and everyone of value out of Germany, to hiding places in Switzerland and far-flung corners of the world such as Argentina and Indonesia.

After the war, Bush's fellow Nazi sympathizers, brothers Allen and John Foster Dulles, were busy laundering much of the Nazi loot through their New York law firm Sullivan and Cromwell. John Foster ran the State Department, and his brother the newly formed Central Intelligence Agency (CIA). The Dulles' Nazi continuity regime which Kennedy tried, and failed, to break, had set the US on an immediate aggressive foreign policy post-war.

The Dulles brothers' enthusiasm for corporate lobbyists like the Council on Foreign Relations, who they were happy to let dominate the State Department, created the climate whereby John F. Kennedy could be assassinated in 1963 with impunity, sending a clear message to all US presidents and candidates not to cross the all-powerful US military industrial complex.

British veteran Arthur Bealy (83) shows two postcards he found in 1944 in a destroyed farm in Elst, 21 September during the 63th commemoration of Operation Market Garden, the battle of Arnhem at the Airborne monument in Arnhem (AFP Photo)

‘History will be kind to me. I know because I will write it.’ – Winston Churchill
Just before he set off for June 2014’s 70th D-Day anniversary, I was privileged to chat, off the record, to one of Britain’s most respected military historians. A former senior army officer who has written the most detailed account of the crucial Nijmegen part of the Market Garden battle, told me: “Oh no. I won’t be going to the Market Garden anniversary. It’s got way too political.”

Establishment “groupthink” historians have so massaged events at Arnhem and Nijmegen that telling the truth would put writers and historians in the West “beyond the pale”. All except one, that is. William F. Buckingham, commissioned by Oxford University’s Hew Strachan, wrote the most damning account of Market Garden, “Arnhem 1944,” in 2002. In it, Buckingham rightly shreds what might be left of the reputation of airborne commander “Boy” Browning.

Echoing the theme of Powell and Pressburger's 1943 film, “The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp,” that “jobs for the boys” mean failures in self-seeking, entrenched, ossified leadership, which in wartime spells disaster. Browning put General Roy Urquhart in charge of 1st Airborne Division “because he was pliable”.

“The crux of this particular problem,” Buckingham says, “was the British Army’s tendency to value personal recommendation over specialist experience or operational expertise.”

With the rise of the Bilderberg faction, that “problem” has now grown to mammoth proportions throughout Europe and America. Formalizing privilege and promotion through gentleman's clubs and secret societies in Britain has so enforced a “them and us” culture that we are heading back to Victorian levels of preventable, beggar-thy-neighbor homelessness, hunger and deprivation. Ever widening social division, and the viciousness that comes with it, has become de rigueur.

The prosperity of a parasitic, gangster elite has become the only priority, at the expense of everyone but the favored few. Authoritarian society has spread like a cancer where politics, education, religion and the media is all being denuded, sucked dry in a stranglehold of debt.

As the last of the old soldiers gather in Nijmegen and Arnhem for this, their last decade, we owe it to those who died at and after Arnhem, and to our children, not to pussyfoot around when it comes to nailing those Nazis and their collaborators. Because the politics of racism, greed and betrayal that Hitler was so determined to impose on Europe in World War Two is now back with a vengeance.

The statements, views and opinions expressed in this column are solely those of the author and do not necessarily represent those of RT.

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So upset were the Deep State at the above article that in a feeble attempt to counter it they published this in the 'highly respected' National Review!

An Obsession Too Far
by Tim Cavanaugh
September 17, 2014 4:51 PM
http://www.nationalreview.com/article/388224/obsession-too-far-tim-cav anaugh‌
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RT manages to find the hidden anti-Ukrainian angle in an Anglo-American World War II battle In Holland.

RT, the Russian-government-owned news network formerly known as Russia Today can’t change its mind but also won’t change the subject.

The international channel is marking a tragic anniversary from the Great Patriotic War: Operation Market Garden. Seventy years ago Wednesday, the Western plutocracies, ravenous to grab land and resources from the international workers before the mighty Red Army completed its liberation of Europe, launched the largest airborne operation in history.

Market Garden dropped 40,000 British, American, and Polish paratroopers along a narrow corridor in the Netherlands, with the intention being for the airborne troops to seize and hold an intricate network of bridges and create a carpet over which a British armored corps would roll, eventually gaining the Allies a toehold on the east bank of the Rhine in the Dutch city of Arnhem. The tough and ultimately unsuccessful offensive has been commemorated in Cornelius Ryan’s excellent 1974 book A Bridge Too Far and in Richard Attenborough’s woefully underappreciated 1976 Hollywood adaptation of that book. (The 1946 British movie Theirs Is the Glory is also available in its entirety on YouTube, focusing on the battle of Oosterbeek and featuring many veterans of the campaign, with shooting in original locations.)


But RT’s Tony Gosling, in the article “A betrayal too far: Only brutal honesty will do at Arnhem’s 70th anniversary,” says the dwindling handful of veterans of the 1944 struggle are seeing their pride overshadowed by, of all things, the misbehavior of Russia’s pro-Western opponents in 2014 Ukraine:

The objective was to liberate a large slice of Holland, cross the Rhine, grab a bridgehead into the industrial heartland of the Ruhr’s Nazi war machine, and end the war by Christmas 1944. Instead the mission’s failure brought a colossal 16,000 casualties, and left a 60-mile finger of Allied troops sticking into German-held territory leading nowhere. A disastrous “Hongerwinter” of bitter starvation followed the military failure, where an estimated 22,000 Dutch civilians starved to death under Nazi occupation.

But as both sides gather in 2014 to remember, and puzzle over, one of the most enigmatic and engaging battles of the war, the organized evil of fascism is again legitimized, active and growing in Europe. Right now the legacy of Hitler’s “Crooked Cross” is a political force, notably in Greece, with the Golden Dawn party, and Ukraine, with the openly pro-Nazi Pravy Sektor party.

“Did we,” many of the old soldiers will be wondering, “really finish the job in 1945?” “Have our leaders set us on the right path with their War on Terror determined to vanquish terrorism from the face of the Earth?” “Or has that enemy been deliberately ‘cooked up’ by the real enemy within?” “Will our children again have to confront this totalitarian menace in our midst before social justice triumphs and the cult of fascism and gangsterism is winkled out forever?”

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Gosling, for reasons of his own, declines to quote any actual Market Garden veterans expressing any of the sentiments he attributes to them — let alone engaging in Soviet-style rants against “gangsterism” and fascism in Ukraine. You may be a little foggy on what a long-ago battle in the Netherlands has to do with Russia’s struggle over Ukraine today (maybe it’s that Malaysia Airlines Flight 17 originated in Amsterdam?), but Gosling’s a big-picture man. (It is true that many Ukrainians initially welcomed the Nazi invasion as a liberation from the USSR and that Germany found many willing Ukrainian collaborators.)

© Obrugman | Dreamstime.com - Airborne March Oosterbeek Arc Photo


Operation Market Garden saw some feats of breathtaking heroism, in particular from the American 82nd Airborne Division and the British First Airborne Division, which held out around Arnhem for nine hopeless days, suffering 80 percent casualties and eventually evacuating a remnant back across the Rhine at night. (Some Brits ended up swimming buck-naked across the legendary river.)

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The causes of the operation’s failure have fascinated generations of armchair generals, but they are not particularly mysterious. Market Garden was built around nearly impossible logistics, a highly unrealistic timetable, and an excessive number of high-impact variables, the failure of any one of which (several ended up going wrong) could doom the operation. Most scandalously, the airdrop was made in the face of credible intelligence indicating two German armored divisions were positioned along the route. History has also looked unfavorably on British armored forces who failed to push quickly enough through the final eight miles of the route while there was still hope of capturing the Arnhem bridge.



But Gosling says the failure of Market Garden was Bush’s fault:

Hitler had friends amongst the Allies, particularly in the United States where, in 1934, the patriarch of the Bush dynasty, Prescott Bush, attempted to overthrow the US government in a military coup which was only thwarted by plucky US Marine Colonel Smedley Butler. The unrepentant Prescott Bush was prosecuted twice during WWII under the “Trading With The Enemy Act”.

Deals were done toward the end of the war through the OSS with this US Nazi faction in exchange for Hitler’s war machine technology, particularly for rockets and missiles as well as uranium and plutonium for the Manhattan Project’s nuclear weapons. Apart from a shared hatred for anything left-wing, particularly communism, the Germans also held bargaining chips of a massive hoard of artworks, gold and securities their armies had looted from the treasure houses of European capitals.

Operation Market Garden’s failure put the conduct of the remainder of the war and arrangements for post-war Europe firmly into US hands but it would need the cooperation of some of the top Brits to throw the fight.

Gosling in his bio claims to have been “trained by the BBC,” and his Bilderberger fantasias are tricked out with erudite references to Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger as well as some comments on the unsavoriness of the Dulles brothers. But failures like Market Garden (of which there were many along the western Allies’ road to victory) brought long-term pain for reasons Gosling isn’t professionally inclined to mention. At that late date, the World War II end game had begun, and the final shape of the postwar zones of influence (between the West and the Soviet empire) was still being determined. Franklin Roosevelt and Harry Truman gave away too much to Stalin, but to some degree they were constrained by facts on the ground. Every day wasted on the Western Front meant more square miles captured by the Russians in the east. Ending the war by Christmas might have spared countless Eastern Europeans from postwar oppression.

But maybe that’s giving Gosling’s tortured connections more attention than they will bear. The real revelation here is how grim it must be to labor in Vladimir Putin’s international media gulag. When you have to lace even your World War II–anniversary thumbsuckers with denunciations of the “parasitic, gangster elite” that threatens Putin’s troubled commonwealth, you’ve got less in common with the heroic paratroopers of 70 years ago than with the escapees from a local insane asylum who (true story) greeted them when they landed.

— Tim Cavanaugh is news editor of National Review Online. Follow him on Twitter and Facebook.

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The Russia ‘Fake News’ Scare Is All about Chilling Speech
by David Harsanyi

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But German 'Contra Magazine' liked it


Bilderbergers, the SS and the Fourth Reich
The British investigative journalist Tony Gosling revealed how empowered the military-industrial complex of the British army, and how the Bilderberg group is involved. With the Bilderbergers, the SS was reorganized and created a global financial network of the multinational military power, its impact on the people of this world are no less dangerous.
By Marco Maier

http://www.contra-magazin.com/2014/05/bilderberger-ss-und-das-vierte-r eich/

The appointment of the force as a hotheaded former officer and today's Tory MPs Rory Stewart as Chairman of the Westminster Defence Committee is viewed very critically in investigative British circles. The Bilderbergers Stewart will also be in Copenhagen this year already, and there to answer the wishes of the most powerful private clubs in the world.
Just last week precipitated the Home Affairs Committee a damning verdict on the supervision of the British military and intelligence agencies. In particular, in relation to the cost of the British taxpayer. But the criminal conspiracy by the Americans, the British and the Arab League in 2003, which led to the destruction of war in Iraq could soon be surpassed. The current events in Ukraine will be available namely certainly on the Bilderberg agenda.
Looking at history, it began from 1943 - when the defeat of Germany in World War 2 was foreseeable - to form a network, in which not only the postwar order in Europe are controlled, but this also should not be welded to the United States. The "War and Peace Study Group" of the Council On Foreign Relations of the United States developed the Marshall Plan, which was used in addition to the Office of Strategic Services (OSS) to keep the West Europeans from communism.

Bilderberg as a new SS elite?
Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands, the first chairman of the Bilderberg Group and part of the German aristocracy, was an early member of the NSDAP and SS Nevertheless, he was named after the German invasion in 1941, when he fled and his family to Britain by British forces as a trusted Dutch liaison officer viewed. He coordinated the collaboration with Dutch resistance fighters and prepared before the Allied invasion of the Netherlands. But his contact man, precious Lindemans, was a double agent and delivered the plans for Operation "Market Garden" the German authorities. After the war he came under mysterious circumstances in British captivity died.
The operation "Market Garden" was through the treachery of a disaster because the element of surprise to put the British now missing. A young British captain, Lord Peter Carrington, who led the Panzer Grenadiers, was himself later part of the Bilderberg Group. Interestingly, the first meeting of the group in 1954 in Oosterbeek took place, that place where the German troops were able to celebrate the last major victory, and the British Army had to complain about 10,000 deaths.
The then wrote the Treaty of Rome, which is the foundation for today's European Union goes directly back to the first Bilderberg meeting in 1954. Tony Gosling described it this way: Just as psychopaths return again and again to the scene of their crime, and Prince Bernhard returned to Oosterbeek. As a sort of hint, hint that the Nazis nearly a decade after the defeat are back. Only just a new look.

Bilderberg - the new influential oligarchy
Some 70 years after Arnhem and 60 years after the first conference in Oosterbeek was obtained from the European Economic Community (EEC), a European Union comprises 28 countries with over 500 million inhabitants. NATO serves as the military arm of the new oligarchy, consisting of business magnates, bankers, politicians, aristocrats, scientists and media moguls. SS General Hausser said after the war that the multinational SS troops had been as it were the precursor to the NATO. Former CBS News correspondent Paul Manning described in his 1981 book " Martin Bormann in exile "the transformation of the SS from a military to a financial empire.
With the transatlantic free trade agreement TTIP, which is negotiated by Bilderberg members, compliant officials and a crowd lobbyists behind closed doors, the next level of global corporate rule is intended to represent. This enabling act for the multinationals whose heads long ago are part of the Bilderberg Group, nor snatches more parts of administration of democratic control.
The establishment of a Fourth Reich that has reached Europe and North America with a massive expansion, is now very little in the way. What Himmler once considered his elite troops, his "new nobility" for Europe, became a multinational elite of the money powerful and influential. The uniforms gave way to tailored suits, the skulls of the company logo, the MP44 the financial industry. Again, pull the cohorts to the east and chosen Ukraine as a gateway to Russia. Whoever still believes the direct financial support of Bandera hordes of rights sector is an accident, which can not be helped. The pinstripe-fascists are what make people bleed for the corporate interests.
The English articles by Tony Gosling, see here .

Bilderberger, SS und das Vierte Reich
http://www.contra-magazin.com/2014/05/bilderberger-ss-und-das-vierte-r eich/
Der britische Enthüllungsjournalist Tony Gosling deckte auf, wie sich der Militärisch-Industrielle-Komplex der britischen Armee ermächtigt, und wie die Bilderberg-Gruppe daran beteiligt ist. Mit den Bilderbergern wurde die SS neu formiert und aus der multinationalen militärischen Macht ein global agierendes Finanznetzwerk geschaffen, dessen Auswirkungen auf die Menschen dieser Welt nicht minder gefährlich sind.

Von Marco Maier
Die Ernennung des als hitzköpfig geltenden ehemaligen Offiziers und heutigen Tory-Abgeordneten Rory Stewart zum Vorsitzenden des Westminster-Verteidigungsausschusses wird in investigativen britischen Kreisen äußerst kritisch gesehen. Der Bilderberger Stewart wird auch dieses Jahr in Kopenhagen dabei sein und dort die Wünsche des mächtigsten Privatklubs der Welt entgegennehmen.
Erst letzte Woche fällte der Innenausschuss ein vernichtendes Urteil über die Aufsicht der britischen Militär- und Geheimdienste. Insbesondere in Bezug auf die Kosten für die britischen Steuerzahler. Doch die kriminelle Verschwörung von Amerikanern, Briten und der Arabischen Liga 2003, die zum Vernichtungskrieg im Irak führte könnte bald schon übertroffen werden. Die aktuellen Vorgänge in der Ukraine werden nämlich gewiss auf der Bilderberg-Agenda stehen.
Betrachtet man die Geschichte, so begann sich ab 1943 – als die Niederlage Deutschlands im 2. Weltkrieg absehbar wurde – ein Netzwerk zu bilden, in dem nicht nur die Nachkriegsordnung Europas kontrolliert werden, sondern dieses auch noch an die USA geschweißt werden sollte. Die "Krieg und Frieden Studiengruppe" des Council On Foreign Relations der USA erarbeitete den Marshall-Plan, der neben dem Office of Strategic Services (OSS) dazu dienen sollte, die Westeuropäer vom Kommunismus fernzuhalten.

Bilderberger als neue SS-Elite?
Prinz Bernhard der Niederlande, der erste Vorsitzende der Bilderberg-Gruppe und Teil der deutschen Aristokratie, war ein frühes Mitglied von NSDAP und SS. Dennoch wurde er nach dem deutschem Einmarsch 1941, als er samt Familie nach Großbritannien floh, von britischen Kräften als vertrauenswürdiger niederländischer Verbindungsoffizier angesehen. Er koordinierte die Zusammenarbeit mit niederländischen Widerstandskämpfern und bereitete die alliierte Invasion in den Niederlanden vor. Doch sein Kontaktmann, Edellindemans, war Doppelagent und überbrachte die Pläne für die Operation "Market Garden" den deutschen Stellen. Nach dem Krieg kam er unter mysteriösen Umständen in britischer Gefangenschaft ums Leben.
Die Operation "Market Garden" wurde durch den Verrat zum Desaster, da der Überraschungsmoment auf den die Briten setzten nun fehlte. Ein junger britischer Hauptmann, Lord Peter Carrington, der die Panzergrenadiere führte, wurde später selbst Teil der Bilderberg-Gruppe. Interessanterweise fand das erste Treffen der Gruppe 1954 in Oosterbeek statt, jenem Ort an dem die deutschen Truppen den letzten größeren Sieg feiern konnten und die britische Armee über 10.000 Todesopfer zu beklagen hatte.
Der danach verfasste Vertrag von Rom, der den Grundstein für die heutige Europäische Union darstellt, geht direkt auf das erste Bilderberg-Treffen 1954 zurück. Tony Gosling bezeichnet es so: So wie Psychopathen immer wieder an den Ort ihres Verbrechens zurückkehren, kehrte auch Prinz Bernhard nach Oosterbeek zurück. Sozusagen als Wink mit dem Zaunpfahl, dass die Nazis knapp ein Jahrzehnt nach der Niederlage wieder zurück sind. Nur eben im neuen Gewand.

Bilderberg – die neue einflussreiche Oligarchie
Rund 70 Jahre nach Arnheim und 60 Jahre nach der ersten Konferenz in Oosterbeek wurde aus der Europäischen Wirtschaftsgemeinschaft (EWG) eine Europäische Union die 28 Länder mit über 500 Millionen Einwohnern umfasst. Die NATO dient hierbei als militärischer Arm der neuen Oligarchie, bestehend aus Wirtschaftsmagnaten, Bankern, Politikern, Adeligen, Wissenschaftlern und Medienmogulen. SS-General Hausser sagte nach dem Krieg, dass die multinationalen SS-Truppen sozusagen der Vorläufer der NATO gewesen seien. Der frühere CBS News Korrespondent Paul Manning beschrieb in seinem 1981 erschienenen Buch "Martin Bormann im Exil" die Transformation der SS von einem militärischen zu einem finanziellen Reich.
Mit dem transatlantischen Freihandelsabkommen TTIP, welches von Bilderberg-Mitgliedern, willfährigen Beamten und einer Lobbyistenschar hinter verschlossenen Türen ausverhandelt wird, soll die nächste Stufe der globalen Herrschaft der Konzerne darstellen. Dieses Ermächtigungsgesetz für die multinationalen Konzerne, deren Köpfe längst schon Teil der Bilderberg-Gruppe sind, entreißt noch mehr Teile der staatlichen Verwaltung der demokratischen Kontrolle.
Der Verwirklichung eines Vierten Reichs, welches mit Europa und Nordamerika eine gewaltige Ausdehnung erreicht hat, steht nun nur noch wenig im Weg. Was Himmler einst als seine Elitetruppe, seinen "neuen Adel" für Europa ansah, wurde zu einer multinationalen Elite der Geldmächtigen und Einflussreichen. Die Uniformen wichen den Maßanzügen, die Totenköpfe den Firmenlogos, die MP44 der Finanzindustrie. Und wieder ziehen die Kohorten nach Osten und erkoren die Ukraine als Einfallstor nach Russland. Wer da noch glaubt, die direkte finanzielle Unterstützung der Bandera-Horden des Rechten Sektors sei Zufall, dem kann nicht mehr geholfen werden. Die Nadelstreif-Faschisten sind es, welche die Menschen für die Konzerninteressen bluten lassen.

Den englischen Artikel von Tony Gosling finden Sie hier.

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PRINCES OF PLUNDER
http://www.deepblacklies.co.uk/princes_of_plunder.htm
THE SHAPE OF TREACHERY AND THE BRIDGE AT ARNHEM

By David Guyatt

If President George W Bush has his way, then the spread of the American system of democracy will continue to proliferate around the world. There are those, however, who argue that the American form of “democracy” has little to do with genuine democratic representation but rather more closely resembles a revolving fascist dictatorship beholden to the interests of a wealthy elite and big business. [1]

This form of government, it is argued, has as its underlying model the European Synarchist movement that was founded in the 1870’s, by Joseph Alexandre Saint-Yves d'Alveydre. St Yves considered the medieval Knights Templars to be ultimate Synarchists of their time and consequently drew on Templar ideals when formulating his ideas.

St Yves movement came to the fore in the early 1920’s, following the end of WWI and the signing of the Versailles Treaty [2] . In its essence, Synarchy advocates that government be run by a secret society or cabal – “an elite of enlightened initiates who rule from behind the scenes.” [3] As authors Lynn Picknett and Clive Prince describe it: “…it therefore doesn't matter which political party holds power in a state - or even what political system that state has. Synarchists would step in and take control of the key state institutions.” [4]

In the United States, one such secret society worthy of note is Yale University’s Order of the Skull and Bones. Entry into the Order involves elaborate ritual and is accompanied by a change of name. No longer is the neophyte known by his family name, but assumes the identity of a Knight.

Bonesmen include George W. Bush, his father George Bush senior and Senator John Kerry. George Bush’s great grandfather, Prescott Bush, was also a Bonesman, as was George Bush’s favourite uncle, Herbert Walker. In point of fact, almost all of the so-called “Eastern Establishment” families have been enrolled in the Skull and Bones. Author Antony Sutton, in his groundbreaking four-part series “The Order,” states that the US Order links to Britain through the Rhodes-Milner Oxford Group but has German origins. The US Order also links to the Guggenheim, Schiff and Warburg families, despite having definite anti-semitic tendencies until more recent times. Sutton’s own research linked the Order to “the founding and growth of Nazism” [5] and considered it likely that German original was the Illuminati.

The Bush family’s political dynasty and indeed, its wealth, arose from the nazi connections forged by Prescott Bush, who worked for nazi magnate, Fritz Thyssen. Bush’s uncle “Herbie” (Herbert Walker), was like-wise employed by Thyssen. [6] An even darker episode was reported by a Dutch intelligence agent who stated that Prescott Bush also managed a portion of the slave labour force located at I G Farben’s Auschwitz plant - the infamous nazi death camp. [7] Working for Prescott Bush was Allen Dulles, who would later become a director of the CIA, following a highly questionable career in the war where he was posted to the head up the Swiss office of the American intelligence service, the OSS. Before the war Dulles was appointed the US legal counsel for I G Farben. Another law client of Dulles was Fritz Thyssen. These inter-relationships are, at the very least, very chummy. Some believe them to be treacherous.

The key period of the growth of Synarchism followed on the heels of the Russian Revolution and led to the rise of the Pan European Movement in 1922. The PEM was embraced by powerful forces inside Germany. This included the wealthy banker, Max Warburg, who financed PEM. Warburg was a director of the massive chemical cartel, I G Farben, that helped hoist Adolf Hitler to power. Curiously, however, Warburg was also involved in helping Lenin to travel to Russia in 1917, thus providing succour to the Bolshevik Revolution that Hitler later so detested. [8] Is this simply a case of the left hand not knowing what the right one was doing, or could it be merely an example of the Hegelian dialectic of forging conflict in order to forge the future shape and direction of human history?

In any event, besides Max Warburg financing PEM, another German banker in the form of Hjalmar Schact, addressed the first mass rally of the Pan European Movement held in Berlin. Schacht would go on to work for Hitler as Minister for Economics and President of the Reichsbank. If one believes in coincidence then behold a coincidence: together with Hitler, Max Warburg signed the document that appointed Hjalmar Schacht to the presidency of the Reichsbank. Imagine that. Max’s brother, Paul Warburg, was a director of American I G Farben as well as being the first director of the Federal Reserve Bank of New York. [9]

Known simply as the “AO” – the letters of the Greek Alpha-Omega – the “Auslandsorganisation” was the foreign intelligence arm of the nazi party that engaged in espionage, fifth column, propaganda and “economic” activities in furtherance of nazi aims. Overseas members of the AO operated largely through German owned or controlled overseas companies. This include numerous employees of I G Farben both those based at home and abroad. In fact, Farben not only ran the AO but financed it. [10] One of the most senior Farben men involved in AO activities was Max Ilgner, who was the nephew of Farben director Hermann Schmitz – who’s ambition was to “form a world fascist state without war if possible.” [11]

Ilgner, who was a uniform wearing member of the feared Gestapo, had allied Farben’s intelligence unit known as “NW7” with the AO, and had recruited an army of 5,000 that operated through American I.G. [12] Another member of Farben’s NW7 department, was Gunther Frank-Fahle, who had been born in Bradford, England. Although the nominal head of the AO was Ernst Wilhelm-Bohle, it was actually under the direct day-to-day control of Walter Schellenberg, head of the SD, the Gestapo’s counterintelligence service – who described Farben as a “state within a state” to his interrogators after the war. However, the overall boss of the AO was deputy fuehrer, Rudolf Hess.

The industrialists and bankers, who funded Hitler’s rise to power in 1933, had their contributions processed through Hjalmar Schacht’s account at the private Delbruck Schickler Bank in Berlin. The funds in this account were administered by Hitler’s deputy, Rudolf Hess. Delbruck Schickler Bank was a subsidiary of Metallsgesellschaft A G (“Metall”), by far the largest non-ferrous metal company in Germany. Metallsgesellschaft was jointly owned by I G Farben and the British Metal Corporation. [13] One of the two British directors of “Metall” was Oliver Lyttelton who was appointed the Controller of Non-Ferrous Metals in 1939-40 and became the Minister of Production in 1942-5 and a member of Churchill’s War Cabinet. Lyttlelton’s mother was by a merry coincidence, a member of the Rhodes-Milner Oxford “Group,” whereas the eldest son of the fifth Baron Lyttelton has been the private secretary to Lord Selborne during his years in South Africa. Selborne would take over leadership of the “Group” following Milner’s death in 1925. He was also, as I have remarked elsewhere, the wartime head of Britain's Special Operations Executive, which was the template for the American OSS. [14]

As stated earlier, the “Group” is the British arm of the American Order of the Skull and Bones – or is it the other way around? [15] Either way the Skull and Bones is a “chapter of a German secret society. The “originating” prong of the “Group” and the “Order” are, in the view of Prof. Antony Sutton, almost certainly the outlawed Bavarian Illuminati. [16]

THE “RED HOUSE” MEETING

It is self evident that the same behind-the-scenes banking and industrial forces who financed Hitler’s rise to power, as well as his subsequent military build-up, would also take all necessary steps to protect their hard investments once it became clear Hitler and Germany were doomed to defeat. Clarity arrived with the devastating defeat of Field Marshall von Paulus 6th Army Group at Stalingrad in January 1943. Any lingering doubts were erased with the Allied invasion of Normandy on 6th June 1944. Unable to repulse the Allied D-day invasion forces back into the sea, it was clear for all to see that Hitler’s days were numbered.

Two months after the D-day landings, a secret meeting was held in an elegant hotel in Strasbourg that was aimed at securing and protecting the wealth of nazi Germany and its loyal bankers and industrialists. On the morning of 10th August 1944, SS Obergruppenfuehrer Scheid, a lieutenant-general in the Waffen SS – as well as a director of the industrial company Hermansdorff & Schenburg - arrived at the Hotel Maison Rouge set in Strasbourg’s rue des France-Bourgeois. Dr. Scheid had been sent to host the meeting by none other than Reichsleiter Martin Bormann, by then the second most powerful man in nazi Germany, after Hitler.

Bormann’s rise to power followed on from the ill-fated flight of Rudolf Hess in 1941, when he parachuted to land in Scotland to secretly meet with the Duke of Hamilton. With the loss of his friend, and his plans for creating a secret alliance with Britain to fight Russia in tatters, Hitler had heaped all of Hess’ duties and responsibilities on to the broad bull-like shoulders of Bormann – with the exception of the office of deputy fuehrer, which Hitler abolished. This included Bormann taking over control of the AO.

In sending Dr. Scheid to Strasbourg, Bormann had confided in him that: “the steps to be taken as a result of this meeting will determine the post-war future of Germany,” adding that the plan was to insure an eventual “economic resurgence of Germany.” [17] Present at the meeting, in addition to Dr. Scheid, were representatives of Krupp, Messerschmitt, Rheinmetall, Bussing, Volkswagenwerk, engineers representing various factories in Posen, Poland – including Brown-Boveri – an important part of the German electrical industry that was part owned by two American companies – General Electric and International Telephone & Telegraph. Today, Brown Boveri has grown into a massive multinational corporation employing almost 200,000 staff worldwide and still maintains it close contacts with the US. Prior to his appointment as George W Bush’s Secretary of Defense, Donald Rumsfeld was on its board of directors. [18]

Bormann’s direction was that the industrialists should forge new contacts and alliances with foreign firms, as well as strengthening those already established. This should be done without attracting suspicion. Equally important was the capital flight programme of state and corporate assets to safe havens through the world, which Bormann ordered. Thus began Operation Eagle’s Flight. Critically, Bormann believed he needed nine months to fully complete the planned capital flight programme. [19] This meant that German forces must resist the Allies advance throughout the winter of 1944 and on until early mid May 1945. By a remarkable twist of fate, the war in Europe ended on 8th May 1945, two days short of Bormann’s estimate.

WHOOPSIDAISY

Less than a month later, however, English Field Marshall, Bernard Montgomery, laid out a daring plan that, were it to succeed, would have completely wrecked Bormann’s critical nine-month programme. When, on 23rd August 1944, the Supreme Allied Commander, General Eisenhower, visited Montgomery’s HQ for lunch, followed by a private conference, Montgomery argued that German forces were in complete disarray and that a decisive thrust into the Ruhr would result in the end of the war before Christmas 1944. At Montgomery’s insistence, Eisenhower’s Chief of Staff, General Walter Bedell Smith was excluded from the meeting, causing rancour. [20] Eisenhower left Montgomery’s HQ unconvinced and wavering.

With the closing of the Falaise gap, Montgomery was determined not to let Eisenhower waste a golden opportunity to bring the war to a close in 1944. On 4th September, Montgomery sent a coded signal “Personal for General Eisenhower Eyes Only,” laying out in detail an audacious plan to seize strategic bridges in the Netherlands followed by a full-blooded armoured thrust into Germany through the back door of the Ruhr – the very heartland of German industry and, coincidentally home to many of those industrialists Dr. Scheid’s capital flight conference had addressed less than a month earlier. The plan, which would become known as Operation Comet, was rejected by Eisenhower. Montgomery strenuously objected and a revised plan called Operation Market Garden, that would muster considerably more forces than the original Operation Comet, was eventually agreed on 10th September 1944 by Eisenhower. The final bridge to be captured by British airborne forces and held until the arrival of the armoured forces was located at Arnhem.

By coincidence too, it was the 4th of September, that Field Marshall Model directed Lt. General Bittrich’s badly mauled but veteran II SS Panzer corps to bivouac in the Arnhem area to refit and rest. Bittrich later stated that “there was no particular significance in Model choosing the Arnhem vicinity – except that it was a peaceful area where nothing was happening.” [21] Now in hindsight when armed with Bormann’s vital need for a full nine months for his capital flight programme to reach fulfilment, one wonders if other more subterranean factors influenced Model’s decision? Was treachery involved?

THE FRATERNITY

What is known for a fact is that Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands had been appointed Commander in Chief of Dutch forces by Queen Wilhelmina. During the weeks following the D-day landings, Prince Bernhard had remained in constant contact with his Ministers, the US Ambassador-at-Large, Anthony Biddle, and General Bedell Smith. [22] His close contact with these men was hardly the result of mere chance. As we shall see, nothing was to be left to chance by Bormann’s “Fraternity.” [23]

A member of the Biddle family, Thomas Bradish Biddle, had been amongst the very first members of the Order of the Skull and Bones, having been tapped in 1839, just six years after it founding in 1833. Anthony Biddle who’s full name was Anthony Joseph Drexel Biddle Jr., was not himself a member of the Order. Never the less, he was no innocent.

During the early months of WWII, Biddle was in Paris as the US Deputy Ambassador to France. It was here that he became close friends of the pro-nazi Duke and Duchess of Windsor, who spent a considerable period of time living in the home of Baron Eugene de Rothschild. However, Biddle’s greatest friend in Paris was Ambassador William Bullitt. Bullitt also held strong pro Hitler views and was responsible for introducing the American millionaire, Charles Bedaux, to the Windsor’s.

Bedaux was a good friend of I G Farben’s Hermann Schmitz, and had, in fact, been appointed as head of Farben’s commercial operations. His involvement with the Windsor’s wasn’t accidental, as he had been instructed by no less than SS Chief Heinrich Himmler to inveigle them to help in secret plans for a negotiated peace with England. A secret meeting held in the Hotel Meurice in Paris, between Bedaux, Rudolf Hess, Martin Bormann and Hollywood actor and nazi sympathiser Errol Flynn, the Duke of Windsor promised to help Hess contact the Duke of Hamilton, which “finally led to Hess’s dramatic landing on the Hamilton Estate in 1941.” [24]

Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands also has a decidedly nazi past. German born as Prince Bernhard zur Lippe-Biesterfeld, he joined the nazi party in the early 1930’s, eventually donning the SS uniform. By 1935 he was gainfully employed in I G Farben’s intelligence department NW7. His match to Princess Juliana, the daughter of the Dutch Queen Wilhelmina, was reportedly arranged by Farben director, Gerhard Fritze, a relative of NW7’s chief, Max Ilgner. [25] At their marriage ceremony, the Prince’s closest friends struck up the old favourite, the Horst Wessel song, which was the anthem of the Nazis. Shortly after the marriage, the noble prince travelled to Berlin for a private meeting with Hitler, who had publicly intimated that the marriage represented an alliance between both nations - which was refuted by Queen Willhelmina. More telling was the fact that when he arrived in England, after the outbreak of war, and asked to work in British intelligence, his offer was declined by the Admiralty, because they didn’t trust him. Nor did the Supreme Allied Commander, General Dwight Eisenhower who refused him access to sensitive intelligence information. However, with the intervention of King George on Prince Bernhard’s behalf, he was eventually allowed to work in war planning councils. Whoops.

Moving on quickly; to understand the very special relationship between Prince Bernhard and General Walter Bedell Smith – who most certainly had complete access general Eisenhower’s intelligence - we need to advance several years. After the war, Prince Bernhard is believed to have been profitably employed dealing in art stolen during the war. Gerben Sonderman, who Prince Bernhard described as the “best friend I ever had” (presumably Adolf had by then been forgotten?), acted as the prince’s private pilot for transporting stolen art, according to Ton Biesemaat, who has written an expose of the art ring called “The Correggio Mystery. [26]

In 1941, Sonderman, a Dutch Fokker pilot, developed contacts with Germans involved in plundering Dutch art works. A close contact of his was Alois Miedl, a “banker, spy and art dealer” who occasionally dressed in SS uniform. [27] After the war, Miedl operated on behalf of the ODESSA, the SS escape network that transported nazi war criminals to safety in South America – particularly Argentina, where Bormann is believed to have escaped to. This also is a favourite destination for Prince Bernhard after the war, where he was usually accompanied by his best friend, Gerban Sonderman.

Another of those seemingly involved in this stolen art-trading ring was Hungarian nobleman, Prince Alfred zur Lippe-Weissenfeld, a relative of Prince Bernhard. By another of those remarkable coincidences, Prince Alfred’s daughter was the wife of Baron Hans Heinrich Thyssen-Bornemisza de Karzon, son of Fritz Thyssen’s brother and heir to the Thyssen family fortune.

Walter Bedell Smith, who as we have seen above, was in close contact with the prince during the period that Montgomery was drawing up his initial plan to capture the Dutch bridges and then dash to Berlin via the Ruhr. Just how close this friendship to Prince Bernhard was can be judged by the fact that after the war both he and Prince Bernhard went into business together. One might describe it as an “import-export company” because it involved an art trading company called “Bernard Ltd” that uses military aircraft to fly between Soesterberg – a short distance away from Prince Bernhard’s palace Soestdijk – and the USA.

In addition to his close personal friendship with Prince Bernhard, in August 1945, Bedell Smith donated his private plane to secretly fly nazi master spy Reinhard Gehlen, and five of his general staff, to Washington for secret talks. This move was in complete contravention of prevailing American policy and, according to author Charles Higham, could have resulted in court martial proceedings against Bedell Smith. [28]

Prince Bernhard’s family relationship with that of the Thyssen’s may go some way to explain why, in 1945, together with a unit of Dutch intelligence, Prince Bernhard travelled to the Russian zone in Berlin to recover a batch of buried “incriminating corporate papers” belonging to Fritz Thyssen, that evidenced “secret Thyssen ownership.” This small favour was carried out under the pretext that the daring Prince was recovering the Dutch crown jewels stolen by the Nazis. The papers were returned to Holland and deposited in the Bank voor Handel en Scheepvaart, in Rotterdam, which was secretly owned by Thyssen. Known as “Operation Juliana” this cunning scheme was a body blow to Allied investigators who were anxiously seeking the “missing pieces of the Thyssen fortune.” [29] The US attorney to the Rotterdam bank was Allen Dulles, who had migrated from the OSS office in Bern, Switzerland, to become the US intelligence chief in post-war Germany.

FENCING THE ROSE

The Lippe family appears to have any number of connections to enterprises with intelligence connections. Take for example, the Order of the Rose of Lippe, a chivalric Order awarded to German House of Lippe. An offshoot of this order is the Noble Company of the Rose, founded by Ernst August Prinz zur Lippe – the first cousin of Prince Bernhard - and Sir Rodney Hartwell. Today, the Noble Order of the Rose is awarded exclusively and by invitation only to members of a curious research institute with a focus on genealogy, royalty, nobility, chivalry, heraldry, and related topics called The Augustan Society that is housed in a mansion located in the Mojave Desert near Dagget, USA, and which was founded in 1957.

The curiosity here is that many of the early, and some of the founding members, were formerly with wartime intelligence services, mostly the OSS. These included Crolian Edelen, Robert Formhals, Robert Gayre, John Driscoll, George Balling and Forest Barber – all of whom had also earlier been Shickshinny knights, a so called “fake” Order that claimed descent from the Russian Grand Priory of the Order of St. John of Jerusalem. The Shickshinny knights boasted some really heavy weight English and American pro nazi military and intelligence officers. [30]

It is alleged that the number one activity of the Augustan Society is intelligence gathering and that several members of the Society began working together three of four years before officially incorporating it as a legal entity (thus dating it back to circa 1954 – of which more later). It is also said that it is an intelligence front for SMOM, the official Vatican Order of the Knights of Malta.

The Augustan Society was originally located in Torrance, California, a location that gave rise to an insider adage “when you hear a sneeze in Torrance, you hear a ‘God Bless you’ on the Via Condotti.” The Via Condotti is the location of the Palazzo di Malta in Rome, the HQ of SMOM. The SMOM connection to this story is not without considerable interest. Members of this order have included such nazi notables as Dr. Herman Abs, a director of I G Farben and Deutsche Bank and who was known as “Hitler’s paymaster.” Robert Gayre, one of the founders of the Augustan Society was awarded the Grand Cross of Merit of SMOM. Another to be honoured by SMOM was nazi spymaster, Reinhard Gehlen – discussed above – who received the prestigious Grand Cross of Merito Melitense in 1948. Another honoured by SMOM was James Jesus Angleton, to whom we shall return shortly. Neither of the Dulles brothers were honoured by this August body simply because they were Protestants rather than Catholics.

Curiously however, Martin Bormann’s eldest son, Adolf Martin chose to take holy orders in 1946 following a preliminary course at Federaun Monastery, located close to Villach in Austria. This monastery was under the patronage of Bishop Hudal – one of the most senior Vatican insiders who was responsible for running the nazi underground escape railway known as the Ratlines. More alarming is the fact that Hudal was the “guardian” of Aldolf Martin Bormann, as he was also the guardian of another monk, Brother Avery Dulles, son of John Foster Dulles, elder brother of Allen Dulles. It’s a small world isn’t it.

The Knights of Malta were also responsible for helping thousands of the worst Nazis and members of the SS escape to freedom down these Ratlines, thus evading justice and avoiding the hangman’s noose at Nuremberg. Originally conceived as an underground railroad for wanted war criminals, it was quickly co-opted, I understand, to smuggle nazi gold, currency and other plunder to replenish the enormous sums lost by the Rockefeller family in pre-war German investments. Assisting Rockefeller in this sleazy endeavour were, Allen Dulles, Herbert Walker and James Jesus Angleton, the OSS Italian bureau chief and later CIA Rome Bureau chief. As such Angleton was in charge of the Vatican “account” and I understand that he learned about the homosexual proclivities of Pope Pius XII (formerly the Papal Nuncio in Bavaria) and was able to use this information for blackmail purposes. Meanwhile, Allen Dulles, Herbert Walker and James Jesus Angleton are said to have benefited most handsomely from “commissions” earned for their assistance in shifting plunder on behalf of the Rockefeller’s. Angleton benefited even more since he was able to co-opt SMOM, the intelligence arm of the Vatican, to work on behalf of US intelligence interests.

Patrons of the Augustan Society are listed as Ernst August Prinz zur Lippe, Dr. Otto von Habsburg – the old Austro-Hungarian Imperial House – and Prince Victor Emmanuel of Savoy – son of King Umberto II, the last Italian king who was forced to relinquish his throne after the war for being pro-Mussolini. [31] Prince Victor Emmanuel is the Grand Master of the authorised Vatican chivalric Order of St. Maurice and St. Lazarus.

Another of those beguiling coincidences is that Robert Gayre, who is mentioned above, was the head of the US branch of the racist organisation, the International Association for the Advancement of Eugenics and Ethnology, which is headquartered in Scotland. Eugenics formed a very powerful undercurrent in nazi ideology and thinking.

The IAAEE was founded by Lord Malcolm Douglas-Hamilton who was a Wing Commander in the RAF during WWII. Lord Malcolm was, moreover, a member of the “Cliveden Set” - which is another name for the Rhodes-Milner Oxford “Group” – that was sympathetic to Hitler’s war aims. Not least, Lord Malcolm had the honour of being the brother of the Duke of Hamilton who, as we know, was the host of Rudolf Hess after his flight to Scotland in 1941.

Colonel Gayre also founded the Order of St. Lazarus of Jerusalem in Edinburgh, with the US branch of this Order being established by Lord Malcolm Douglas-Hamilton. Lord Malcolm is a relative of the late Queen Mother via his mother, Pamela Bowes-Lyon. Robert Gayre was also the vice president of the International Commission for Orders of Chivalry (ICC). The VI International Congress of the ICC was held in Edinburgh in 1962, under the Honorary Presidency of the Duke of Edinburgh and was presided over by the Duke of Hamilton.

THE BRIDGE TOO FAR

With this diversion fairly comprehensively covered, let’s now briefly return to the actual events of Montgomery’s audacious Operation Market Garden – the approved plan to take and hold the five Dutch bridges that would open a way for a massive Allied thrust at the heart of Germany.

Those who have seen the excellent film, based on Cornelius Ryan’s book “A Bridge Too Far” will recall the sheer stubborn courage of those soldiers of the Third Battalion of the US 82nd Airborne, under the command of Major Julian Cook, who paddled across the Waal river in slow, cumbersome boats, under a blizzard of deadly German fire, to assault and hold the heavily defended but critical Nijmegen road Bridge, a few miles south of Arnhem.

This was a last ditch attempt to relive the sorely battered British paratroops at Arnhem led by Colonel John Frost. Eventually succeeding, at terrible cost, the Nijmegen Bridge was taken and held. But rather than rushing armour up the road to Arnhem to relieve Colonel Frost and ensure success of Montgomery’s daring plan, a British Guards Major arriving at Nijmegen Bridge told his American counterparts that “we do not move our tanks at night.” [33] A furious Colonel Tucker, the regimental commander of the American 504th – that had secured the bridge, vehemently argued there was no time to waste before the Germans reinforced and that the British must grab the chance to reinforce Frost at Arnhem. Immune to these arguments, the English Major repeated “Well, we can’t move our tanks at night,” and then added “We will move them in the morning.” [34] The next morning, as expected, the whole area was heavy with German armoured reinforcements.

Cornelius Ryan does not name the Grenadier Guards Major in his book, which is unusual. There also appear to be some critical inaccuracies in the chain of events he sets forth in his book.

A recent BBC documentary series called “Battlefields” presented by historian Prof. Richard Holmes, focused one programme on “The Battle for Arnhem.” The programme makers interviewed on camera Captain Moffatt Burriss, commander of “I” company of the 504th, who was present when General Horrocks first asked to Colonel Tucker, commander of the 504th, if he would take the heavily defended bridge by assaulting across the Waal. According to Burriss, General Horrocks said “This is an awesome task, can your lads do it?” Tucker replied, “Well general, if we take the bridge, will your tanks be lined-up ready to go?” Horrocks replied, “My tanks will be lined-up in full force, hell-bent for Arnhem and nothing will stop them.” [35]

Once the bridge had been taken, it was Captain Burriss who welcomed the first tanks across, and was astonished when they stopped. He asked the sergeant in the first tank why they had stopped. The sergeant who was commanding the first three tanks – soon to be joined by a fourth under the command a the Grenadier Guards major – said that there was a German anti tank gun up ahead and that “if I go up there that gun will knock out my tank.” Burriss said, “Well, we’ll go with you and get that gun.” But the offer wasn’t accepted because, the sergeant said “No, I can’t go, I’ve got no orders.” [36] A situation that is in marked contrast to General Horrocks intentions and his direct pledge to Colonel Tucker.

According to the Grenadier Guards war diary, they bridge at Nijmegen was merely “consolidated.” Also appearing on the interview was the Grenadier Guards major, who said, “it would have been quite difficult to go ahead.” Captain Burriss didn’t see it that way. He said during the programme that he “felt betrayed.” His men had taken the bridge at massive cost, facing machine guns, 20mm canons and numerous other weapons, but the British “were stopping because of one gun and they had a whole Corps of tanks” at their disposal.

There was virtually nothing between the Grenadiers and Arnhem 8 miles away. At the north end of Arnhem Bridge the British paratroopers still held out. With an injured Colonel Frost, his second-in-command Major, Tony Hibbert of the 1st Parachute Brigade, fought on. He could hear the tanks of the Grenadier Guards in the distance. But they didn’t arrive. Interviewed for the BBC programme he reflected wryly, perhaps even bitterly, that the Market Garden plan “Could and should have worked,” adding with a wry look that the tanks under the control of Lord Carrington were “over the bridge before we were overrun.”

THE LOST BOYS

Royal patronage of the Grenadier Guards can be seen by virtue of the fact that reigning British monarch’s are usually appointed as “colonels-in-chief” of the Regiment. It is one of only five British regiments who have the honour of trooping the monarch’s “colour” the royal flag – in front of the Monarch on the occasion of their official birthday. The ceremony derives from mounting guard of the royal family and palaces and as “Household Troops” the Grenadiers are one of the regiments who have the honour of guarding the monarch. The rank and file of the Grenadiers swear an oath of allegiance to the monarch as head of the Armed Forces of the United Kingdom. It is considerable significance that the oath is sworn to the reigning British monarch and not to Parliament. Interestingly, the first public engagement of the present monarch, Queen Elizabeth II, took place in 1942, when as a younf princess she inspected the Grenadier Guards on her 16th birthday.

The Grenadier Guards officer he was referring to was Major Peter Alexander Rupert Smith, of the extremely powerful and influential Smith family - an almost publicly unknown dynasty of bankers that dates back 350 years. It was in the 1650’s when Thomas Smith founded Samuel Smith & Co, Bankers in Nottingham, which is believed to have been the first English bank headquartered outside of London. Successive generations of Smiths ensured that the family business flourished and by 1902 a total of ten branches were operating.

Not only did a leading member of the family befriended Lord Rothschild, but a family member later married a Rothschild. A further dynastic marriage was to the well-known Baring family of bankers. Their influence kept on expanding and expanding. Frances Dora Smith married Sir Claude Lyon-Bowes, who were the grandparents of Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon who would marry Prince Albert (Bertie) in 1923. Prince Albert became King George V1 in 1936 and Elizabeth become Queen Elizabeth 1 - later known as the Queen Mother. Frances Dora Smith married Sir Claude Lyon-Bowes, who were the grandparents of Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon who married Prince Albert (Bertie) in 1923. Prince Albert became King George V1 in 1936 and Elizabeth become Queen Elizabeth 1 - later known as the Queen Mother. In recent years, newspaper article concerning the Queen Mothers favourable attitude to the “pro-peace movement” spoke of her “desire to avert war with Germany and for closer ties to be established between the two countries.” [37] One newspaper went so far as to state that the Queen would have willingly accepted a German occupation providing that the monarchy and her place in it remained intact. [38]

Her brother, David Bowes-Lyon, to whom she was exceptionally close was, before the war, a director of Lazard Brothers bankers and who also held an “important but vaguely defined role in SOE.” [39] The Lazard’s connection is significant inasmuch as this bank was a link to pro-nazi Sir Henri Deterding of Royal Dutch Shell and Viscount Bearsted of Hill Samuel, both of whom connect to Baron Kurt von Schroder – a hard core nazi, a financier of SS chief Heinrich Himmler and a leading member of the “circle of friends of the Reichsfuhrer.” Von Schroder coincidentally employed Allen Dulles as his American attorney [40] Royal Dutch Shell has long believed to be largely owned by the Dutch and British royal families.

Von Schroder was also a member of the Anglo-German Fellowship and a director of the bankers, Lazard Brothers. The Anglo-German fellowship was founded in 1935 by German banker Ernest Tennant - a close friend of Hitler’s Foreign Minister, Joachim von Ribbentrop - and had numerous members who admired Hitler. Some, went even further.

For example, Sir Oswald Mosley founded the fascist British Black shirts, which was funded by Berlin. Another was nazi enthusiast, Admiral Sir Barry Domville, who would later become a Shickshinny Knight. [41] Charles Edward, Duke of Saxe Coburg & Gotha was sent by Hitler to England to be the President of the Fellowship with instructions to improve Anglo-German relations and to push for an alliance between both countries. Another member was the Duke of Hamilton, who as we have seen, was the British point of contact sought by Rudolf Hess in his flight to Scotland. Saxe Coburg Gotha is, of course, the real family name of the British royal family, who changed to Windsor during the First World War to dilute any expressions of animosity by the British public.

The connections of the British royal family to the Nazis continue. Prince Phillip Mountbatten’s (Duke of Edinburgh) closest sister in age, Princess Sophie, married Prince Christopher of Hesse, who was a member of Himmler’s staff, enlisting as an “agent.” [42] Prince Christopher would die in an aircraft accident in 1944, preceding by two years the extremely suspicious death of Prince George, the Duke of Kent and brother of the King, George VI – who also died in an aircraft “accident.”

The Duke of Kent died on 25th August 1942 aboard a Sunderland flying boat belonging to 228 Squadron of Coastal Command that crashed into a hill, called the Eagle’s Rock, near Berriedale, Caithness, Scotland. The authors of the book “Double Standards” make a strong case that the aircraft was sabotaged on the instructions of Churchill, in order to avert the conclusion of a secret alliance agreed in principle between Germany and England that was to be signed in Sweden by the Duke of Kent, presumably on behalf of his brother, the King. The authors believe that aboard the aircraft and travelling with the Duke was none other that deputy fuehrer, Rudolf Hess.

Staying at Balmoral the night before the crash, according to one biography of the Queen Mother, the Duke feasted on a last supper of sorts. His dinner companion was Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands. [43]

SNATCHING VICTORY FROM DEFEAT

It should come as no surprise to learn that the Grenadier Guards Major, Peter Smith, is the 6th Baron Carrington more commonly known as Lord Carrington, who in April 1985 was honoured by the Queen when he was made a knight of the Most Noble Order of the Garter, the oldest and most prestigious British Order of chivalry that dates back almost 700 years. As a member of the royal family bloodline, Lord Carrington’s illustrious career has included a stint as chairman of the secretive and elite Bildergers. Not least, he was a former President of the Pilgrim Society that was founded in London in 1902 (and New York in 1903), as a dying wish of Cecil Rhodes. Another member of this ultra secret society was none other than the Duke of Kent, as was A J Drexel Biddle.

Founded in May 1954, the Bilderberg Conferences bring together the elite of the world to seek a consensus on how global matters are to be shaped. It is viewed with extreme suspicion by many who see it as working outside of democratic control to foist on them a dictatorial world order dedicated to the interests of the elite few.

Those instrumental in the founding of Bilderberg have included, General Walter Bedell Smith, Allen Dulles and Antoine Pinay, the ultra right French Prime Minister and Otto Wolff of the Cologne based firm Otto Wolff A. G., whose father was a substantial contributor to Hitler. Another was Sir Collin Gubbins, wartime head of the SOE who had established and trained Auxilary Units to resist underground in the event of a nazi invasion. These, in turn, were linked to the so-called Army “Oxen Units” that engaged in sabotage. One such Oxen Unit was in Berriedale at the time the Duke of Kent’s aircraft crashed. [44]

Attendees are numerous and very influential. These have included, for example, David Rockefeller, Walter Boveri Jr, son of the founder of Brown Boveri, Sir Eric Roll of Warburg’s London based merchant bank and Dr. Herman Abs of I G Farben – to name just a few who are relevant to this essay. The first Bilderberg chairman was Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands, who remained chairing the meetings until 1976, when he stood down following his disgrace for accepting bribes in the Lockheed affair.

Of significance is the fact that the first Bilderberg meeting was held ten years after the failed Operation Market Garden, in a hotel (named the Bilderberg – hence the name of the group), that is located in Oosterbeek, Holland, just a few kilometres from both Arnhem and Nijmegen – and in the very middle of the fighting to take the Arnhem bridge.

Is it possible that Oosterbeck was chosen for the first meeting of Bilderberg in order to secretly celebrate the success in getting the wealth of nazi Germany to safety as planned by Bormann? Possibly. In the first two years of its existence, four meetings were held, on a semi-annual basis. [45] For 1954, meeting were held in May and again in September. In 1955, they were in March and September. Thereafter, meetings have been held just once annually in May. September 1954 was, of course, the month of the failed – or betrayed – Operation Market Garden.

1954 is of significance for other reasons, too, for it was in 1954 that the Allies finally agreed to return Western Germany to the status of a sovereign nation and German companies were, at last, freed from Allied control on 5th May 1955. The assets of Thyssen, Krupp and others that had been secreted abroad could now be untangled and returned to once again rebuild Germany – as foreseen by Bormann. [46] The treaty that ended the occupation of West Germany was signed in Paris in October 1954. [47]

The past is the future. Sadly.

ENDS

[1] By “revolving” I mean to suggest that whoever wins an American presidential election, US foreign policy remains fundamentally unchanged.

[2] It is here of considerable significance that it was following the Versailles Treaty that many German industrialists, including the Thyssen and Dornier family, first developed their financial techniques to cloak ownership of their assets.

[3] See Lynn Picknett and Clive Prince lecture “The Rise of the Rough Beast” at the Sauniere Society Symposium, 19th September 1999. Also see numerous articles on Synarchism and the Synarchist agenda published by EIR.

[4] Ibid.

[5] Antony Sutton, “The Secret Cult of The Order” – page 32.

[6] See article by John Loftus “How the Bush family made its fortune from the Nazis“

[7] See "Timeline of Treason: The Bush Family Connections to the Nazis" - from: http://www.spiritone.com/~gdy52150/timeline.html

[8] See Anthony Sutton’s “Wall Street and the Bolshevik Revolution.

[9] See Sutton’s “Wall Street and the Rise of Hitler” – page 93

[10] See Charles Higham’s “Trading With The Enemy” – page 189.

[11] Ibid – page 211.

[12] Ibid – page 133.

[13] Ibid

[14] See my article “The Spoils of War” at www.deepblacklies.co.uk.

[15] See Carroll Quigley’s “The Anglo-American Establishment” – page 307 (published by GSG & Associates, California, 1981)

[16] See Sutton’s “The Secret Cult of the Order” – page 34/35.

[17] See Paul Manning’s “Martin Bormann – Nazi in Exile” – page 23.

[18] Two additional persons, both German government officials, were present at the Red House meeting.

[19] Manning's Martin Bormann - Nazi in Exile – page 32.

[20] See Cornelius Ryan’s “A Bridge Too Far” – page 48.

[21] Ibid – page70.

[22] Ibid – page 43.

[23] The Fraternity was the name chosen by author Charles Higham, in his book American Swastika, to describe the network of prominent people and large corporations in Allied and neutral nations that cooperated with the nazis.

[24] See Higham’s “Trading With The Enemy” – pages 179-181

[25] This account is contained in an unpublished manuscript on matters relating to the nazis and US business interests that was written by Prof. Peter Dale Scott, who kindly provided a copy to me.

[26] See: www.michelvanrijn.com/artnews/correggio.htm

[27] Ibid

[28] See Charles Higham “American Swastika” – page 260.

[29] See John Loftus article “The Dutch Connection” (available on the internet) for details of Operation Juliana. However, Dutch journalist, Ton Biesemaat disputes the accuracy of Loftus allegations, saying that the Prince was not directly involved but instead directed "influential friends and agents to do the job for him." Biesemaat also says that no crown jewels were recovered in Berlin but instead some "shares" of the royal family were recovered, although the main objective was to secure the fortune of the "Thyssen Bornemisza family" (private correspondence with this writer).

[30] For more on the Shickshinny Knights see my article “The Spoils of War”.

[31] Although I understand that King Umberto II in fact hated Mussolini, but consented to abdicate to avoid an outbreak of bloodshed.

[32]

[33] See Cornelius Ryan – who frustratingly neglects to name the British officer in question. Ryan is, however, by no means alone in this oversight. I could find no online source that did name the British officer, which may go some way to reveal the awesome actual power of a truly powerful family.

[34] Recorded by Thomas Pitt, a Sergeant in the 504th of the 82nd Airborne, who was present during these deliberations.

[35] Notes taken from the BBC TV documentary programme “Battlefields.”

[36] Ibid.

[37] See Lynn Picknett, Clive Prince and Stephen Prior’s “Double Standards – The Rudolf Hess Cover-Up” – page 265

[38] Ibid – The Independent on Sunday, 5 March 2000.

[39] Picknett, Prince & Prior's "Double Standard's" – page 264.

[40] See Hugh Thomas SS-1 The Unlikely Death of Heinrich Himmler – page 92.

[41] On the Shickshinny’ s see my associated article The Spoils of War.”

[42] See Hugh Thomas SS-1 – as above – page 92.

[43] See “Double Standards” – above – page 433.

[44] Ibid – page 421

[45] See Holly Sklar’s “Trilaterialism” – page 171 which mentions this curious fact.

[46] See Paul manning’s “Martin Bormann” – above – page 281.

[47] Ibid – page 258.

[TonyGosling]

Christiaan 'King Kong'Lindemans
http://inlichtingendienstrotterdam.jouwweb.nl/id-rtd-tot-2017/gebeurte nissen/christiaan-king-kong-lindemans-1

Christiaan 'King Kong'Lindemans
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Chris Lindemans double agent
Christiaan Antonius Lindemans, known as "King Kong", was a Dutch double agent during the Second world War.

(Source: dedokwerker.nl/lindemans_kingkong)
Chris Lindemans was a double agent, that is for sure. But in an English document about the Dutch dubbelspionnen I find the name of Lindemans back with the mention of his nickname 'klapsigaar' would be. A second name in addition to Christiaan Lindemans would Christiaan Fire . Searched on that name in combination with some facts, I came to a verzetsstrrijdster from Belgium, Maria de Meersman. In the summer of 1944 they found out that there is in Brussels a double agent is that a lot of information overbrieft to the Germans.
They report this, but the spy is not revealed, The Meersman does not feel safe and fled the country. After the war, they leave Fire on the same spy as Lindemans that Operation Market Garden would have betrayed.
What went wrong here?
De Meersman does not understand that they are not believed, but that was not so much the issue, perhaps, suspected the British, however, that there was a mole was, but they thought, not to Fire. If the link Brand - Lindemans was laid, was and no doubt otherwise walked.
Long time there was a gewtijfeld to the words of The Meersman, better yet, she was reviled. Only in 2006 she was awarded full reparation, and she was several times distinguished. The beginning of 2015 died of it at age 94. She has published several books after more than fifty years her mouth to have kept.
A lot of gossip and backbiting? Can best are. But the let is constantly space for questions, there is never a ondubbelzinng answer to the question: how could it be that the battle for Arnhem took so long?

Reference to website page where also e.e.a. listed about Bernhard zur Lippe-Biesterveld (end of page)

PRINCE BERNHARD OF THE NETHERLANDS, CAPTAIN WESTERLING AND KING KONG.
OCTOBER 19, 2015 GERARD DE BOER
(Bron:gerard1945.wordpress.com/2015/10/19/prins-bernhard-kapitein-west erling-en-king-kong/)
On October 23, 1944, Raymond Westerling, the later commander of the Corps Special Troops in the Dutch east Indies, as a sergeant joined the staff of prince Bernhard in the now-liberated Belgium, where he together with sergeant songwriter dicky Bendien will be taxed with the recruiting and training commands.

Raymond Pierre Paul Westerling, (31-8-1919 Istanbul (T)- 26-11-1987 Purmerend, the netherlands) nicknamed the Turk.
On 23 October 1944 is Raymond Westerling, the later commander of the Corps Special Troops in the Dutch east Indies, as a sergeant enlisted in the staff of prince Bernhard in the now-liberated Belgium, where he together with sergeant songwriter dicky Bendien will be taxed with the recruiting and training commands.
As a Westerner, is the same day at the headquarters of prince Bernhard reports, he is the Prince will be introduced to Christiaan Lindemans, alias King Kong, which later will go down in history as a double agent and Traitor of Arnhem’. Two days later, on 25 October 1944, Westerner, Bendien and Lindemans to the North of France to the anniversary of Lindemans to celebrate, that the day before 32 years old. In Lille visit the company a brothel, but as Lindemans himself there with a French lady has separated, takes Westerner – that Lindemans do not entirely trust – a look in his briefcase. [Edit] suspicion is confirmed when he in the bag for a black agenda, encounters with German annotations in code.
Westerner: “Shortly after his Bendien and I to the Prince stepped up and have our suspicions pronounced. Although the Prince had a tendency to get angry at us, he listened carefully. "Keep him in to keep an eye on’, was all he said”. (Information from captain Westerling in 1984.)

One of those Lindemans also not familiar was the British intelligence officer captain Peter Baker. Beginning of september 1944 he had already been to prince Bernhard, a convincing proof asked about the reliability of Lindemans. The Prince sent Baker, however, a short note with the words: ‘King Kong is all right. Here was Baker, of course, not agree and wanted the Prince a background check to Lindemans did. But that was grossly rejected. Baker will later in 1955 in his oorlogsmemoires ‘My Testament’ than to also write: “Three times I referred his credentials back to Prince Bernhard. The third time I was rudly told to stop doubting the loyalty or one of Queen Wilhelmina's most gallant fighters”.
Bernhard continued to Wilhelmina's most brave warrior so trust. There was even talk of feelings of friendship for the double agent. Frits Philips wrote in his memoirs that Lindemans while eating at the Bernhard sat at table according to colonel Th.A. Boeree was he even on the bed of the Prince as it was to shave.
Despite the many warnings that Bernhard was hearing, remained Lindemans commands for him to perform.
Even after the failed allied landing, two columns were in Arnhem on 17 september 1944, he received from the Prince on 22 september 1944, a command to move to Eindhoven, which also can be proven with a letter from Bernhard's adjutant Kas de Graaf, in which read state: ‘Holder of this documentation, Lindemans, Christiaan Anthony, geb. 24 October 1912 in Rotterdam, reports with a number of Dutch verzetslieden (armed), who for a long time illegal, and is active in Belgium, have worked and for which he is personally responsible to Eindhoven at the Major of Wood in command of HRH Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands. The aforementioned Lindemans tells the group, and in the active verzetsverband be included. Headquarters HRH Prince Bernhard of The res. Captain K. the Count’.
Eventually, Lindemans, on 28 October 1944 by the British Secret Service, was arrested at Chateau Wittouck, the headquarters of prince Bernhard in Vilvoorde in Belgium.
Finally, it may be reported that Westerner because of his oath not to wild exhausts on the missions Lindemans, in command of prince Bernhard of the netherlands, through the lines to the

the Germans occupied the Netherlands. Westerner: “Where the missions relate to? There I let me rather stay out of. Think of it as a kind of code of honour. In any case, I am convinced that the case of King Kong in a pot is that the lid never opens. The link with the Prince, huh”. (Information from captain Westerling in 1984.)
(Bron:resources.huygens.knaw.nl/bwn/BWN/lemmata/bwn4/lindemans)
The story doing the round that Lindemans would not have died, but in 1946, with the help of the one or other secret service to South America and would have emigrated.
At the end of all the rumors to an end, gave the mayor of ROTTERDAM, the consent of the mortal remains of 'King Kong' at the General Cemetery Crooswijk, ROTTERDAM to dig and identify. This exhumatie took place on 17 June 1986. (By the Intelligence service ROTTERDAM is extensively done research before the exhumatie took place) it was noted that the excavated lichaamsresten indeed as that of Lindemans could be recognized, that anatomically to the skeleton no cause of death proven, and that there are not enough arguments were to a from arsenic poisoning. Everything seemed thus to point out that Lindemans has indeed had committed suicide.
Lindemans was in the resistance, but went over to the German occupying forces. At that time he was active in the resistance in Brussels. In september 1944, he was by the British intelligence services, that he still trusted in the enemy field is sent to the Dutch resistance informed of the upcoming Operation Market Garden. After in the night from 14 to 15 september due to the lines are gone, he reported to the Dutch headquarters of the Abwehr in Holland and brought there, a report of his findings. The place which he called as Allied aanvalsdoel, as in 2000 downgraded MI5 archives - Eindhoven, not Arnhem.[2] The German military authorities also have this incomplete information is not exploited, so that the 'betrayal of Lindemans' without any significance for the course of the battle.
(For)research exhumatie Chris Lindemans @ King Kong

John Albert Blaauw, callsign Bertus, alias John, (2-4-1928 Borger), professions: journalist, chief of police
(Source: Memoirs of a former commissioner of police J. A. Blaauw)
Some excerpts:
Mayor A. Pepper of Rotterdam has finally decided the grave of Christiaan Lindemans (aka King Kong) to open. With the leadership of that research was commissioner Henk Jansen in charge. He requested that chief inspector Hans of Sound and the detectives Rob Blom and Ed the Guest of the General and Political Intelligence service ( AID and/ or PID ) prior to further research to do.
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The reason for this research is as follows arise.

After General Administrative affairs of the Rotterdam town Hall by the town clerk mr. mr. N. van Eck and mr. R. J. Hollander , an intensive study had been carried out on 3 march 1986 resulted in a municipal press release that Mayor dr. A. Peper of Rotterdam has decided the grave of Christiaan Lindemans (aka King Kong) to open. In its considerations, the mayor - in addition to the request of mrs. Thöne - to consider, a week earlier received a letter from the director of the netherlands Institute for War documentation (RIOD), drs. A. N. paape continues" and a telegram from dr. L. de Jong.
Both of them insisted, with reference to the social, legal and scientific importance, the grave to open. From that moment on, the Rotterdam police In the picture. Mayor Pepper requested Jan A. Blaauw as acting Chief of police (wnd KC) the necessary research into the possibilities of identification of the mortal remains of King Kong.
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With the leadership of that research was commissioner Henk Jansen.charge which, in turn, chief inspector Hans of Sound and the detectives Rob Blom and Ed the Guest of the General and Political Intelligence service (AID/PID), further research left to do.
The three policemen had in the first place the task as much as possible, reliable and documented data from medical technical nature concerning King Kong to figure it out. Moreover, were they also all the background information to collect, including photos, in any way
would be able to contribute to the identification of King Kong. Finally, they had the assignment to do research on a person,
with whom according to rumors, the corpse of King Kong may be changed.
That all the research they have thorough and detailed performed. It was in the first place, by the said of police (Intelligence staff) of the medical-technical information, which led to the final identification of the mortal remains of King Kong. From the results of their research, documented in a large file, it appears obvious that the story about 'exchange of bodies' from the country of fancy from.

(Picture 1989), Abraham (Bram) Peper (Haarlem, 13-2-1940) is a Dutch sociologist and former politician. He was mayor of Rotterdam and Dutch minister of Home Affairs and is a member of the Labour Party (PvdA).(Wiki)
On april 23, 1986 suggested wnd KC Jan A. Blaauw mayor Pepper per letter on the height of the state of research, that virtually was concluded and that the pathologist M. Voortman him had informed that, after consideration of the detected medical-technical equipment.'good opportunities' saw to determine if the is in the grave buried remains of 'King Kong' were and asked Pepper to determine which body with the opening of the tomb will be taxed.and the necessary command to provide. With regard to the latter occurred then a competence difference. There was now a 'exhumatieteam' of thirteen members was established under the chairmanship of mayor Pepper. That team also had Henk Jansen and the wnd KC Jan A. Blaauw seat.
Further made, among others, in part, from the head of the Judicial Laboratory of the ministry of Justice Prof. Dr. E. R. Groenveld, pathologist, M. Foreman, and drs. A. M. van der Ark, pharmacist-toxicologist, dr G. J. Size, physical-anthropologist, affiliated to the University of leiden. and finally,
sergeant-major H. J. R. young of the Gravendienst of the Royal Army. The latter had in the media in firm wording is little doubt that 'the job' to him would be given. His presence in the team is shocked at her the wnd KC for two reasons. First, because he was of the opinion that the ultimate goal of the grafopening identification was made on the basis of technical-medical expertise, is not a task of the Gravendienst of the Royal Army, but of the two Forensic Laboratories. The second reason lay in the extension thereof, namely, valley Pepper now with the public prosecutor mr. J. D. de Jong, it was agreed the excavation without the help of the Gravendienst will perform.
Exhumatie
On Tuesday, June 17, 1986 is in the morning on the cemetery Crooswijk in Rotterdam, the excavation of Christiaan Antonius Lindemans, alias King Kong, is taking place. After four investigations into grave 4b box D is more clarity. The found body is of Lindemans. Many of in advance by the research team of the Inlichtingendienst correspond.
Later it is revealed that in the studied soil of the grave, traces of poison was found. On the basis of research at the time, and the current findings appear to be insufficient arguments for a apparent from arsenic poisoning. The survivors of the resistance raised suspicions that Lindemans there never was buried, and elsewhere, has resided a costly action be taken.

[TonyGosling]

The Traitors of Arnhem?
http://www.911forum.org.uk/board/cal_lite.php?id=1262&mode=display&cl_ d=22&cl_m=09&cl_y=2018

Exploding the myths of Operation Market Garden with UK journalist Tony Gosling
http://kreekoosterbeek.nl/event/seminar-the-traitors-of-arnhem/


4pm, Saturday 22 September 2018
Kreek Oosterbeek, Weverstraat 24, 6862 DP Oosterbeek, Holland
How did the Nazis find out the paratroopers were coming?
Who gave permission for a former SS officer to help plan Operation Market Garden?
How did a Dutch-born British army counter-intelligence officer nearly save the day?
Who really cut the wires and stopped the Nazis blowing up Nijmegen bridge?
Why did 100 British tanks, which could have relieved Arnhem and the Oosterbeek 'Hexenkessel', grind to a halt in Lent?
Where did around $1bn the Nazis had looted from European bank vaults disappear to at the end of WWII?
Which Germans came to the first Bilderberg hotel meeting a decade later in 1954?
What have the consequences of losing in Arnhem been for the post-war world?
74 years on, what has come to light about the real heroes and villains of Nijmegen and Arnhem?
Winston Churchill said "In wartime, truth is so precious that she should always be attended by a bodyguard of lies." For seventy five years we have been taught Operation Market Garden, British commander Montgomery's plan to liberate Holland, was a badly conceived mission, doomed to fail. British journalist Tony Gosling begs to differ, he believes the battle of Arnhem was deliberately sabotaged to prolong the war on the Western front, by treacherous anti-Soviet elements in the British Establishment.
Around 80,000 allied soldiers and airmen took part in what is still the biggest airborne operation in history. The consequences were catastrophic for the allied armed forces but worse for the Dutch civilian population. In the subsequent 'Hongerwinter', after the Germans cut off all food supplies to the Arnhem region, an estimated 22,000 Dutch civilians were starved to death. The week-long battle resulted in around 2,500 dead soldiers on each side, roughly 7,000 German and 15,000 allied casualties in total, while 6,500 British paratroopers were taken prisoner.
In this audio-visual seminar the former BBC journalist will present evidence that, after August 1944, senior collaborators within the British state were doing secret deals with high-ranking Nazis for enriched uranium, gold and money, in exchange for safe passage and new identities after the war. He goes on to explain how two key figures who made decisive 'blunders' at Operation Market Garden were rewarded with top jobs after the war in political lobbying for corporate cartels, the EEC, eventually the EU and Euro currency too, in the NATO countries.
The Oosterbeek-founded Bilderberg lobby Bernhard and Carrington chaired were also accused in 2010, by Italy's most senior judge, Ferdinando Imposimato, of working for international organised crime. Of using far right agents in the NATO intelligence structures to kill hundreds of European citizens in 'Gladio' terrorist attacks, from the 1970s to 1990s, which they tried to blame on Moscow.
We will hear from other speakers about the September 1944 battle, the subsequent Bilderberg conferences and the lessons to learn for the anti-war movement today. Then, after 'the Grenadier Guards Lent tea break', it's 'open mic', where anyone who wishes to can give a contribution on Market Garden, Bilderberg and related topics for up to ten minutes. We close at 1900.
The entire seminar will be filmed and we hope to make it available afterwards online.
Contact Tony Gosling +44 7786 952037 tony@cultureshop.org.uk