Holocaust Industry continues to prepare for the death and sainthood of Elie Wiesel

Published by carolyn on Wed, 2014-05-14 07:33

Childhood home of biggest con-man in holocaust history becomes "education center" for hoax-a-cost lies

Museum to open May 18 in the Romanian town of Sighet

Above: Wiesel "childhood home" in Sighet, Romania in 2007 after remodeling. Note identifying plaque attached at right corner. Click to enlarge.

Same building as it appeared in 1965 before Wiesel's great fame. "Night" was published in 1960 but didn't start to sell until the 1990's when the US media establishment began to promote it and schools bought it.

By Carolyn Yeager

The "learning center" will be dedicated to the alleged 13,000 local holocaust victims who will have been receiving monthly checks from the Federal Republic of Germany for the past 65 years (either they or their relatives).

This rip-off "education center" is sponsored by the Conference on Jewish Material Claims Against Germany, the Romanian Jewish Federation* and Limmud FSU, plus the Government of Romania and the City of Sighet (it's good for tourism). Interesting that the Conference on JMClaims can spend the money it gets from Germany on projects like this, but it can ... on the basis that it somehow helps survivors. Indeed, it helps them to keep up their fiction. *I can't find an organization of this name. 

Everything is being done to establish physical memorials to Elie Wiesel in as many locations around the world as can be conjured up, in consideration of his advanced age (85) and inevitablility that his death could come at any time. As usual, though, the Jewish interests behind the "Elie Wiesel Legend" seek to use as much Goyim money as possible to cover the costs. Wiesel himself has been doing that exact thing during his entire career as a professional victim and survivor.

Comments

When he does expire, will someone compose a song in his honor?

He's important enough to rate plagiarizing the traditional nursery rhyme.  For starters:

Half a century of of tupenny lies,
Half a pound of treacle.
That’s the way the Holocrock goes,
Pop! goes the Wiesel!