On Jan 27th, every elderly Jew becomes a potential star

By Carolyn Yeager

WITH THE ALREADY-BOREDOM-INSPIRING JANUARY 27TH "HOLOCAUST REMEMBRANCE DAY" COMING UP, all networks and news outlets are obligingly scrounging up a tired old survivor story or two in which they can mention it.

This day, created by the United Nations on a voice vote in 2005 (on a day when Israel was presiding over the assembly) was immediately put to use as one of the major engines keeping "holocaust' in the public conciousness masquerading as "our common history."

What I've seen so far this year is nothing but recycled survivor stories of very elderly Jews whose love of spinning improbable tales seems to grow with their age. The New York Post (Jewish) is featuring a story about 92 year-old Ed Mosberg who likes to dress up in a blue-striped concentration camp jacket and hat so that “people know” that the holocaust really happened. But his costume was bought from “nazi collectors" after he became a successful real estate developer (another fable?) in New York City many years later. He paid extra to have his camp number sewn on the chest of his jacket. 

Nobody wants to hurt his feelings – including Doree Lewak, who wrote the article about Mr. Mosberg. Clearly a Jew herself, she actually writes that “he still wears his original number plate strung on a gold bracelet to replace the wires that once covered his wrists during his four years of hell.”

Four years and wired wrists? Not exactly. Mosberg says he and his two sisters were sent to Plaszów work camp in 1943 from the Krakow ghetto. He would have been age 17 then: 1943 is 75 years ago. Plaszów was given a false reputation in Steven Spielberg's totally fictional horror movie “Schindler's List”. I don't believe the inmates were expected to carry on the work they were given to do there with their wrists wired together. What creepy nonsense.

At age 92, he is the sole survivor of his family – by which is meant his mother, father and two siblings. He claims his father was rounded up along with other men in 1941 and never seen again. He wants us to imagine his father was killed by the evil Nazis, but that is not known. He may have been one of the million Polish Jews who changed his name. Perhaps he was sent to work in Germany and decided to stay there.

Lewak writes that Mosberg's mother “ended up in Auschwitz, where she was murdered.” No proof of that either; it's something they all say. It's much more typical that she would have remained with her daughters, or they with her. Though Lewak writes, “The kids went to Plaszów,” a suburb of Krakow, Mosberg has nothing more to say about his sisters except that on the day before liberation, they were among "7,000 women who were lined up on a Baltic beach and shot dead.” What Baltic beach? Krakow is far from the Baltic Sea.

That's a convenient way to account for 7000 more Jews in the numbers game.

Mosberg even says he worked in the office of the camp commandant Amon Goeth (portrayed as a monster in Schindler's List) and recalls seeing Goeth take an infant from its mother's arms and “smash it against walls and it was killed instantly.” Yeah, sure. He read this atrocity lie somewhere and decided to add it to his own personal story. If people feel they must believe stuff like this, their minds are being turned to mush.

When he was moved to the Mauthasen camp in Austria one year later, Mosberg was naturally assigned to the quarry inmates called “the stairs of death.” Nothing but the worst for our storyteller. “Everybody had one boulder [twice his weight!] on his shoulder. You had to walk up, without stopping. If you couldn’t make it, this was your death.” Do you believe that? In mid-1944 the Germans were totally preoccupied with labor, and healthy young men like him were not destroyed by such pointless punishments. It is completely unrealistic.

Here's his last whopper:

The day before liberation, SS officers told Mosberg and others at Mauthausen, “The Americans are coming and we want to save you.” Scores of them were led to caves booby-trapped with dynamite — which failed to go off.

The SS were so incompetent they couldn't wire dynamite right – but they were able to murder 6 million other Jews of all ages in only three years, and make their physical remains disappear. And it's always the other group that were killed, not yours. Or not you.

He needed to spend 3 months in a sanitorium in Italy after the war, but then “reconnected” back in Krakow with Cesia Storch, “a girl who was in a barracks with his sisters.” Why wasn't she taken to the Baltic beach with the 7,000 others and shot dead? Is there a great story of escape and rescue for her too? They married and came to New York with their 18-month old daughter in 1951. Cesia is still alive too, at the age of 90.

Trying to convince others what a horrific experience they had, Mosberg says his now bedridden wife still has nightmares about being in the camps and “she will tell you that I never left the concentration camp.” Hmm, if so, how did he turn himself in a successful real estate developer in New York? The apartment he lives in looks pretty darn nice.

What motivates Mosberg to make up such exaggeratedly evil lies about the Germans who admittedly controlled his life for 4 years? It's this: He's associated with Jonny Daniels, a British Jew, founder of the Holocaust foundation 'From the Depths.'

His ending words as told by Lewak explain it all: “As long as I live I have to go and talk about this so the Holocaust will never be forgotten.”

And that's what Holocaust Remembrance Day is all about. To keep the White guilt and the money, and the special privileged treatment for the Jews of the world coming forever ... or as long as they can possibly manage it, anyway. If you are one who is helping them do it, you should seriously ask yourself 'Why.'