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without leaders, and each year will provide Germany with migrant workers and

workers for special projects ... and, while themselves lacking all culture,

they will be called upon under the strict, purposeful, and just rule of the

German nation to contribute to [Germany's] eternal cultural achievements and

monuments.... (Himmler, May 1941, in Hannah Vogt, The Burden of Guilt: A Short

History of Germany, 1914-1945, Oxford University Press, New York, 1964, p. 263)

The notion proposed by 60 Minutes that Ukrainians were as one with the Nazis - or if we are to

believe Mr. Safer, more Nazi than the Nazis themselves - is a colossal fiction based on colossal

prejudice:

A graphic indication of the extremes of Nazi brutality experienced in Ukraine

was that for one village that was destroyed and its inhabitants executed in

France and Czechoslovakia, 250 villages and their inhabitants suffered such a

fate in Ukraine. (Orest Subtelny, Ukraine: A History, 1994, pp. 479-480)

CONTENTS:

Preface

The Galicia Division

Quality of Translation

Ukrainian Homogeneity

Were Ukrainians Nazis?

Simon Wiesenthal

What Happened in Lviv?

Nazi Propaganda Film

Collective Guilt

Paralysis of the Comparative

Function

60 Minutes' Cheap Shots

Ukrainian Anti-Semitism

Jewish Ukrainophobia

Mailbag

A Sense of Responsibility

What 60 Minutes Should Do

PostScript

Simon Wiesenthal

Discovered Under the Floorboards

In reading Simon Wiesenthal's biography, one cannot but be impressed by his exactitude. Take

this account of how he was discovered underneath the floorboards:

In early June 1944, during a drinking bout in a neighbouring house, a chief

inspector of the German railways was beaten and robbed by his Polish

companions. A house-to-house police search was ordered. Simon reburied

himself several times and was in his makeshift coffin on Tuesday, 13 June 1944,

when more than eight months of cramped and perilous "freedom" came to an end.

As the Gestapo entered the courtyard of the house, the Polish partisans fled,

leaving Wiesenthal trapped beneath the earth "in a position where I couldn't

even make use of my weapon." (Alan Levy, The Wiesenthal File, 1993, pp. 52-53)

To remember not only that it was the 13th of June, but that it was a Tuesday - how impressive!

And how appropriate that Mr. Wiesenthal be credited with a photographic memory:

He is helped by his phenomenal memory: Wiesenthal is able to quote telephone

numbers which he may have happened to see on a visiting card two years before.

He can list the participants in huge functions, one by one, and he can add what

colour suit each wore. Although he writes up to twenty letters a day, and