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 October 22, 2010

 

ME + me: Three documents: My father's story + my story + my Human Rights

 

Mottos:
    "We never hurt each other but by error or by malice"   (Dr. Johnson)

    "It was from this time that I developed my way of judging the Chinese by dividing them into two kinds: one humane and one not."   (Jung Chang)
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I continue being not well, and otherwise also as before, so I cannot do much. Also, I have meanwhile translated two documents and added a third


My father tells about concentration-camps


The original is here in Dutch, with some more text: Vader. The text is all written by my father, in 1966, in support of his application for a Dutch resistance pension, but the explanatory notes between square brackets in smaller letters are mine and date from 2010. When you put the cursor on the text the original Dutch will display.


An attempt to write down some main points from the years 1940 to 1945 and my current condition.

  • Since June 1940 active in forming small groups in Amsterdam, Holland and the labour-duty[1] in the Zaan.
     
  • Duplicating and distribution of "De Waarheid" [Dutch: "The Truth": illegal paper of the Dutch Communist Party] since May 1940. [When the Nazis occupied The Netherlands.]
     
  • August 1, 1941 arrest. Doelenstraat [Headquarters of the Amsterdam SS] first interrogation. To Weteringschans. [Prison] Tried to slash my wrist artery for fear of further interrogation.  [My father and grandfather were betrayed by Dutch Nazi-collaborators and arrested by the Amsterdam municipal police, most of whom also collaboreated with the nazis, and handed over to the SS.]
     
  • Transferred to Amselveenseweg [Prison]. Discovered then my father (63 years old) in the yard who had also been arrested. Almost every night there I heard the screams of a child - who sounded like being between 10 and 14 years old. The stress this caused me in my "einzelcel" [German: solitary confinement] often bothers me now, either at night or when I hear children crying. [My father dreamt every night about being imprisoned in a concentrationcamp, and survived four.]
     
  • There was no further questioning. I was transferred with several others including my father to the transition camp Schoorl. [One of the first concentration-camps in Holland, where many arrested communists were gathered, prior to sending to another concentration-camp.]
     
  • Together with Father we had to carry buckets of sand from a pit some 100 meters to a mountain and then from the mountain back into the pit for weeks on end from 6.30 am to 18.30 in the evening with only short breaks.
     
  • Oct 23. 1941 transferred to the PDA in Amersfoort [concentration camp]
     
  • Were both housed in the housepainters workshop. [My father and grandfather were skilled housepainters.]
     
  • Were witnesses of and were regularly involved in all varieties of beatings up and humiliations. In particular, the Russians and the Jews had a hard time.
     
  • Despite a certain degree of freedom (my father was called "foreman" [leader of a work squad]) he had to be taken to hospital. He got problems with his heart and lungs, in addition to the debilitating hunger. [Concentration camp prisoners were systematically underfed and overworked, and were planned to die after 3 months, yielding a net profit of 1600+ German Reichsmark each, on average, including their gold teeth and glasses etc.]
     
  • Some time later, I followed him with oedema [due to starvation] and we were reunited.
     
  • Along with two other elderly arrested men, my father was released after some time. I have not seen him since his dismissal, because he died only months after release. [That was the point: To frighten the Dutch, by showing what happened to those who resisted the German occupiers.]
     
  • At that time a "Dr. Nieuwenhuis" was in charge of the hospital, with the rank of "Hauptsturmführer" [German army rank]. His barbaric behaviour got widely known and caused his practice and surgical activities at the St. Elizabeth Hospital in Amersfoort [outside the concentration camp] great damage.
     
  • He tried to improve his reputation somewhat by occasionally operating acute cases [from the concentration camp] in that [public] hospital thereby making a show of "care" for the inmates. Otherwise, I cannot explain this.
     
  • The first was Willem Serneus with peritonitis. I lay beside him [in the camp's dormitory] and after his return his stories about butter, cheese, eggs plus meat etc. gave me hallucinations. I weighed then about 40 KG, less than half of my normal weight.
     
  • After receiving information from the unforgettable Dick Banning (then chief sanitäter [German: health worker, also political prisoner]) about the symptoms of appendicitis, I developed on Feb. 9. evening the urge to "vomit" and "pains". The next morning (my birthday, which is why I remember the date) Dick Nieuwenhuis pointed out my "symptoms" to Herr Nieuwenhuis doing his daily rounds (without a word he understood it) and barely 1 1/2 hours later, I had been operated on and was in St . Elizabeth Hospital, in the care of nurse Crista.
     
  • Food and the possibility of escaping dominated my thoughts.
     
  • Day and night, however, there was an SS-guard ("Dutchman") in my single room.
     
  • The care with which I was surrounded by the nursing staff seemed like a dream.
     
  • The third day during the daily visit of Nieuwenhuis (of course, he demanded payment) I pointed out a hernia that I had with the intention of prolonging my stay.
     
  • It worked because on the fifth day, I was also treated for this. So now I could think deeply again about making an attempt to escape.
     
  • It didn't get further than deep thinking, because the ninth day I was transferred to the so-called "erholungsbarak" ["convalescent barrack"] in the PDA ["Politisches Durchgangslager Amersfoort": concentration camp].
     
  • There I got an infection in the wound due to the groin surgery for hernia, that caused a massive swelling of the "scrotum".
     
  • Again I was transferred to the hospital. It appeared that one of my testicles was infected, that slowly turned to puss.
     
  • Meanwhile, Nieuwenhuis had been replaced by a Dr. Klomp from Veenendaal, who carried out his duties differently and in a better way.
     
  • He told me that the second testicle was also in danger and that I might again need an operation. Strangely enough, I desired this [probably irony: he desired not to starve; he desired to escape] - but nothing was done. The wound healed very slowly.
     
  • In this period Dick Banning and other hostages were taken away to be shot. The peace and confidence this strong figure emanated while he spoke about his life in the last night is unimaginable .... great dismay ...
     
  • During my recovery period I was approached by the illegal camp leadership (this I understood only later), who asked me if I wanted to act as sanitäter [German: Healthworker, male nurse. The illegal camp leadership was the organized resistance in the camps by some political prisoners. This was extraordinarily dangerous work. The best book I know about this by E. Kogon, Der SS-Staat, written not long after the war by a former inmate of the concentration camp Buchenwald since 1937, with the help of many former inmates, also of various political and religious beliefs.]
     
  • This was the period when Hurkmans and Eegdemans were respectively first and second camp elders [Difficult term to translate: concentration camp prisoners assigned as leaders of the prisoners. There were also "block" and "barrack" "elders". In general, these eldest had rather a lot of power over inmates, and some privileges themselves, and could be very bad or quite good. In some camps, the illegal camp leadership sometimes succeeded in having their men assigned; in other camps there either was no such leadership or it didn't succeed doing this.]
     
  • I became sanitäter. A new chapter began with greater care and responsibility for many others. For example, a place for "ansteckende krankheit" [German: infectious disease] was created which the SS carefully avoided  and other things like that, such as making those sentenced to death "transportunfähig" [German: "Not capable of being transported", generally by having them declared ill with an infectious disease. There were many dangerous infectious diseases in concentration camps, such as thypoid and cholera.]
     
  • At that time Eegdemans often came to me literally to cry. This was because in his function of lower second camp elder he tried to scream louder than the dreaded lagerkommandanten [German: camp commanders] Stöver and Berg. He managed to deceive the SS that way. Thus he succeeded for example to take over the so-called "sporting" with inmates from Berg. He screamed louder than he hit. He also succeeded in making an SS guard at the gate surrender Maup vd Berg (with one arm) to him, who had been locked up in the so-called "chicken coop", and then while screaming loudly he literally beat him into the prisoners barracks out of sight of the SS. For having to staying overnight in the "chicken coop" was often lethal.
     
  • Likewise he also beat the Jews apart in the corner between barrack 2 and 4 close to one of the towers from where one of the "land guards" [Dutch in the original: Probably a Dutchman] under constant threat with his machine gun gave humanly deeply degrading orders to them, until one or more of them in their desperation took refuge in the "Spanish riders " at the camp fence, so as to get the " final shot of mercy" - "auf der flugt erschossen". [German: shot while fleeing, one of the most common pretexts for murder by the guards. The "Spanish riders" were a kind of metal spiked fences, and inmates knew that any inmate who came too close to the camp's fence was shot as a matter of course. Eegdemans tried to save them.]
     
  • Having my job, I had to take care these people [who had been shot for coming to close to the fence]were removed to the morgue or were brought to the "badenraum" [German: bathing room] where they bled to death on orders of Stöver or Berg. The most I could do was to try to relieve their suffering during the  night with morphine injections. [Which no doubt again was mortally dangerous to my father: One shouldn't try to help Jews shot by SS-guards in concentration camps.]
     
  • In Barrack 4 behind the kitchen among other things I have been able to help De Miranda during his last hours. He was literally beaten to a pulp. [De Miranda was an alderman of Amsterdam for the Dutch Labour Party SDAP with a Jewish background. The Dutch Labour Party claim him as one of their great examples, and indeed, unlike them, he was a brave and humane man.]
     
  • I had to cut down at least 8 persons who were hanged. They were all killed in the same way. They were dragged with a rope around their neck along the floor of the then empty Shack 8 and then strung up to a beam of one of the wooden bunks. This was done by an SS Unterscharführer nicknamed "Father Christmas" because of his large boots, his grey moustache, and his way of walking. He selected his victims at night when drunk on beer.
     
  • The suffering of the Russian prisoners of war is another tale. The sad story of these wonderful people is well known, I believe. [Actually, my father probably was again ironical: Russian soldiers who were caught alive were sent as a matter of course to concentration camps where they were treated awfully.]
     
  • However, I do want to remark that I've seen while in a blind rage that the remaining barefoot survivors in front of the Revier [German: hospital] were loaded into trucks followed by a carriage with shovels and lime. It was their last journey.
     
  • Time and again I was deeply impressed by the transports elsewhere, especially of the groups who were sent to Utrecht to be executed.
     
  • In early 1943, the PDA [PDA=Politisches Durchgangslager Amersfoort: Political Transport Camp Amersfoort] was evacuated to make way for others and we were transferred to Vught. [Another place in Holland with a concentration camp.]
     
  • Again, I held a position as sanitäter. The first primitive operations were carried out by the German chief sanitäter Heinz Wons (whose occcupation was miner) and by Joe Birnie, a medical student at Groningen. In the newly built Revier [German: Hospital] (in which there was a fairly well-equipped operating room) I got the charge of the surgical dept. that was later led by the unforgettable human being, Dr Steyn. [Again, these were all political prisoners like my father. I believe Birnie was Scotch and studied medicine in Groningen when the war started. Heinz Wons and Dr. Steyn were always referred to by my father with admiration. I may have met Heinz Wons in the early sixties, but am not sure. In any case, he also was a communist.]
     
  • I want to mention one case from the series of daily events. This was before the presence of Dr Steyn.
     
  • One of the guards had shot a dum-dum bullet [that when hitting a target explodes in tiny parts] into the abdominal cavity of a young man from Den Haag, called Frans Wagenaar. He was brought immediately to the operating room where the present two doctors (I do not give their names) refused to do any surgical intervention because of their professional oath. I cannot understand such a conflict of conscience. Heinz drove them from the operating room and performed the surgery, assisted by me. Frans recovered. [Let me note here that my father wrote these notes to get a so-called "Resistance Pension", and that his claims were tested and found true. The pension he did get, but unlike nearly all other pensions former resistance people received, his was hardly higher than the dole, because my father was still a communist. This I found out only in 1996, after my mother's death, when I also found these notes of my father's.]
     
  • I also nursed the young Groningen marreschausee [Dutch Royal Police] with gangrene, who managed to escape with the help of Dr Steyn, Hans Tiemeier [later a well-known Dutch actor] and Harry Kindt, using a Red Cross car.
     
  • Philips [the Dutch international electronics firm, collaborators with the Germans in WW II]  went into production in camp Vught. Hundreds of women and men were put to work in separate barracks. I was appointed as sanitäter on the Philips Site in order to treat simple wounds.
     
  • Because my job gave me a certain freedom (because I visited my patients [Unlike modern Dutch GP's who are called "huisartsen"="home doctors" because they used to visit their patients at home. In the present modern times people only are free to go at office hours to G.P.s, and mostly only after having made an appointment. This is called "medical progress" in Holland.]) I smuggled messages and letters, both from outside to inside and vice versa. While I was doing so an Unterscharfuhrer caught me. It resulted in 6 weeks of dark cell and 2 months of punishment squad for me. [Either was often lethal.]
     
  • During the landing in Normandy I was in the cell in the so called cell-barracks. Unforgettable is the squeezing of a large number of women in such a small cell, the cell door was literally pressed shut.
     
  • Then there is the story of "vagabond" who had to pay his betrayal of hundreds of the best with his life ... and yet so many more stories.
     
  • I am thinking of counting the shots in the evening silence, that we could hear from the execution site and then a short time of a tangible silence ...
     
  • After dolle dinsdag [Dutch: Frantic Tuesday - September 5, 1944, when both the Dutch and the Germans thought for a day that the war in Holland would be over within days, and some Germans and Dutch collaborators panicked] followed transport to Sachsenhausen. [German concentration camp near Berlin; the place were the SS got their education as SS]. Standing squeezed together in a closed freight car. During this horrible transport I took the lead in the car. As one half squeezed even closer together, the other half could lay down a little, on top of one another. This we changed every 2 hours. How we got the empty tin can for vegetables I do not know, but we organized a "pissing guard" (the can went from hand to hand and was then emptied by the guard). In that situation, one night we were in a yard in Duisburg which was heavily bombed that moment. In the daytime it was very hot. During the three days journey we were allowed once to get one bucket of water per freightcar.
     
  • It almost took my life when I strongly insisted on discipline to ensure a fair distribution. But it did succeed. Sachsenhausen .... los ... los ... eraus ihr hünde .... [German: Go...go... out you dogs...] After registration in the schreibstube [German: Writing shop: every political prisoner was meticulously registered in German concentration camps] the next day followed a transport on foot to the outcamp Heinkel (production of small bombers). [Heinkel was also the name of the firm that made the bombers thus named. An outcamp was part of the camp outside the main camp.] We were chased along with rifle butts and spat on by spectators along the route, including children.
     
  • The "reception" was held in an unused hangar where large wooden cribs lined up three stories high. There was much dysentery.
     
  • On the initiative of Dr Steyn a small room using straw was created to treat dysentery. Again I became sanitäter there.
     
  • Especially the last period is like a nightmare.
     
  • It conjures up images of piles and pits full of dead bodies or rather skeletons. Again and again I was involved for weeks on end unloading wagons in trains of kilometers length filled with dead and half dead, in the harsh cold of January and Febr. This was due to the evacuation of Auschwitz and Grosz-Rosen because of the advances of Russian armies. [Grosz-Rosen like Auschwitz was a concentration camp, also with a horrible reputation.]
     
  • During a nightly attempt by the SS to transport the remaining prisoners of both camps away from these armies with the intention to annihilate them (the so-called death march). I managed to hide myself with some Dutchmen including Dr Hupscher. This was possible because of the great confusion among the SS and because there are also remained hundreds of seriously ill in the Revier [German: hospital].
     
  • Day after the grenades and rockets whistled over the camp.
     
  • The circle around Berlin was getting closer. The still remaining SS-men also were afraid, because we suddenly discovered that they were gone. We were free ....
     
  • Already before that, chaos threatened the camp. In collaboration with others, we could manage this in the right direction. For there was a view especially among the remaining Poles that everyone should simply take what he wanted. We had to stop this because nobody could say what was the position of the armies and when we would be liberated. Therefore we had to make a decision for the hundreds that remained how we should ration what food we still had, of course in a better way than the SS had done.
     
  • The scenes when the first groups of scouts entered the camp followed by army units are indescribable.
     
  • The cabinets in which some supplies were left were broken open. Crawling and stumbling in their own excrement, sick people tried to appropriate it. Until a Russian medical team took over the care for them, this again caused many unnecessary deaths.
     
  • I considered myself then discharged from my duty especially after we were threatened by some Poles, and then left the camp with two fellow-prisoners.
     
  • It was as if the world rejoiced. Radiant spring weather and budding green everywhere. We sucked it into us and replenished ourselves with edible things  we found in abandoned farm houses.
     
  • We slowly regained energy. We saw scorched earth until Frankfurt a / d Oder. |
     
  • After the battle of Berlin, we stayed for a long time in Potsdam [close to Berlin], where I had to be hospitalized with paratyphoid fever.
     
  • After my recovery I ended up in prison again, this time with the Russians suspected of conspiracy, as they called it.
     
  • I was locked up in a basement with notorious Nazis. I have horrific memories of this. Also about the transports on the streets, between two armed Soviet soldiers ... the looks of understanding or winks of the bastards ... [The bastards: I take it my father refers to either the Nazis or the German civilian onlookers in the streets.]
     
  • After weeks I was rehabilitated with apology and all, but my health had been dealt a serious blow. This is why I only returned to our country in the middle of September.
     
  • Since then I have done what we all are obliged to do for our dead, and do the best I can to prevent that our children befall a similar disaster.
     
  • I am anxious about this, it persecutes me and keeps me trapped in my dreams. I toss and turn in my sleep, so my wife Coby or I often sleep on the sofa bed in the living room. [My father dreamt every night he was in a concentration camp.]
     
  • I am also overly irritable, alas also against my children.
     
  • Whether it comes from my attempts to evade or suppress this, I often am rude, followed with crying spells. [As a matter of fact, I myself never saw my father cry except when my younger brother drowned in 1959.]
     
  • All I have to do is too much for me and if I start working I start sweating.
     
  • And precisely that feeling of being no longer capable of being what I nearly always have been, a support and counsellor for others, breaks one down further as it were.
     
  • With almost all the employers I have worked for I'm known as a good artisan. They just can't stand it if you insist that you get properly paid for working by the hour. [After the war, until about 1960, my father was in fact a well-known trade unionist and communist strike leader. He also was indeed a highly qualified housepainter, and an intellectually gifted man. In this point he is formulating things diplomatically.]
     
  • What I never had before I have got lately namely a hatred of my work. I was no longer able to do a decent job. Made mistakes, get irritable, get involved in quarrels. Moreover, my growing forgetfulness can make me very angry. For example, I may be looking nervously for something I have in my hand.
     
  • When I got home I drop in bed like a log, often with pain in my back. My being tired or nervous is immediately felt in my back because, according to Dr. Koolsbergen, I have a mild hernia, for which I repeatedly had to stay on my back for a prolonged time. [One of my earliest conscious memories of my father is when I was two or three and he had to lay down on the wooden floor of a bed without a mattress for several weeks to try to get rid of his back pains.]
     
  • I walk then as if I've shat in my pants. [Indeed, he did have trouble walking with back pains.]
     
  • Recently I fell from a concrete staircase, and got a mild concussion.
     
  • After recovering, I have fallen several times from my work bench. This also happened the day I've gone home overwrought. I flung my tools around as before and kicked them into a corner. And then I had to cry again.
     
  • Now that I am no longer bound for some time (possibly due to the medication) I have slowed down, but am no less tired. I sleep a lot, in the afternoon after some housework, while in the morning I wake up from a kind of unconsciousness. [Probably induced by heavy sleeping pills.]
     
  • I can sit silently for hours even though there may follow angry outbursts or harsh words. I am much troubled that I cannot find the right tone towards my eldest son. The relationship with my wife Coby is better, mainly due to the appreciation for her work [she gave free legal advice, especially about rents and landlords] and what she often has to put up with from me. Our physical contact is virtually nil.
     
  • I rather want to end this essay now. It took me almost two weeks. I had to force myself to do it over and again. [Normally my father could express himself very well and easily in speech and writing. He also read, spoke and understood German very well.]

Original text of my father: 1966 (copyright)
My translation: 2010 (copyright)

Documentation:


My story - ME in Amsterdam


 

 

The whole story is on my site in Dutch: ME in Amsterdam. Together with explanatory files and documentary proofs it takes nearly 20 MB on my site, including medical documentation about ME. Nearly all of the documents in the main directory of ME in Amsterdam have been known to the municipality, mayors and aldermen of Amsterdam since 1995 at the latest, when they received an earlier version on disk with paper copies of all sent letters, complaints and claims, and idem to the board of directors and legal department of the University of Amsterdam. The mayors of Amsterdam have been aware of my texts and my case since 1989 and until 2009.

The reasons why I was repeatedly removed from the University of Amsterdam, where I have also led a student party to protest the bad and politicized education, are here:
39 Questions about the  qualities of education and government in the Netherlands and in more detail, also in part in English, here: Spiegeloog-columns - columns I was asked to write for the monthly of the faculty of psychology, in which I articulate my 'outspoken ideas' about the University of Amsterdam for which I was removed and forbidden to take the M.A. philosophy.

My own strong guess is that the main reason neither the mayors not the board of directors want to enter into any communication with me is that I have the background I have - I am the son and grandson of Amsterdam heroes of the resistance; my father was a well-known Amsterdam communist; my father was knighted for organizing the National Dutch Exhibition about WW II; and I can write and know my subjects.

My own strong guess is that the main reason they think they can get away with it is that I am ill; that I risk my life in Amsterdam if this gets wide publicity - and the municipal police will not protect me, as they have repeatedly affirmed to me ('if you don't like it in Amsterdam, you can fuck off elsewhere', 'we only come when the dead bodies are already on the floor', and more); that the same Chief of Order and Security that let me be threatened and gassed by Amsterdam drugsmafiosi is still Chief of Order and Security, while Dutch Labour's strong men control Amsterdam and the University of Amsterdam since 1945 for the most part and have nearly all top positions (mayor, most aldermen, board of directors of UvA) within their power and remit.

And I am just one human individual without allegiance to any powerful group in Holland, while it also is most easy to have someone murdered in Amsterdam ever since Van Thijn became mayor, and none of the many murders involving drugs in some way are ever solved in Amsterdam.

This is quoted from February-Strike: What I learned about it from Van Thijn and Cohen - and let it be noted that my father and grandfather were arrested because of it, by the Amsterdam municipal police, and then handed over to the SS, while mayors Van Thijn and Cohen for many years have done little with less passion and dedication than speech about The Ideals Of The February Strike and about how enormously committed they themselves were to The Ideals Of The February Strike, indeed to the extent that Van Thijn repeated daily, if he got the chance, to the media that he 'personally governed Amsterdam In The Name Of The Ideals Of The February Strike' - so that the world should know precisely in what name and precisely for what ideals he had me gassed by Amsterdam drugsmafiosi he preferred to protect rather than do his duty as mayor and chief of police. 

The following text is also known, since quite a few years, to mayor and aldermen of the City of Amsterdam, the city of The Ideals Of The February Strike (that is quite special, because it is the only time in any country occupied by the nazis that a considerable part of the working population dared strike to protest the nazi razzias on Jews).


 

My father survived almost 4 years of German concentration camps as condemned 'political terrorist', and could start a familt in which I was born as eldest son, and could work for 20 years as a housepainter, after which he received a resistance pension. He organised with the Sachsenhausen-comité during the last 20 years of his life exhibitions about the resistance, the concentration camps, and the dangers of the revival of fascism, that in the end produced the so called National Resistance Exhibition, that was shown many times in many places, including the Royal Palace in Amsterdam and the Dom Church in Utrecht, for which my father, briefly before his death, was knighted in the city hall of Amsterdam.

I myself survived almost 4 years, as non-admitted invalid with ME, continuous noise, threats with murder, and being gassed, which only barely did not kill me, while living above a coffeeshop for dealing soft drugs that did most of its business dealing hard drugs, with the permit to deal illegal drugs signed by mayor Van Thijn in the shopwindow, and in the same year as I was gassed have been removed for the third time from the Municipal University, because of "your outspoken ideas", and have since that year, that was followed by 3 more years of terror, threats and noise that made it impossible to sleep, pain all the time and my already ill health has been totally ruined. I have now been complaining about this for 20 years and never get answered: Everyone in the bureaucracies and leaderships of the city and University of Amsterdam is effectively personally unaccountable and personally irresponsible for anything they choose to do or leave undone - and I have not been able to start a family, have lived in the direst poverty, have not gotten any help beyond minimal and minimized dole. The only answers I have gotten, both from the city's mayor and the university's director, is that I will not get any answer because my usage of language, that they claim to be so "grievous and/or offensive", without giving any proof or documentation, that it totally relieves Amsterdam's mayors or aldermen of the duty to maintain the Dutch laws, indeed just like the tolerated ("gedoogde") dealing in soft and hard drugs from the bottom floor of the house where I lived, the dealers of which threatened to kill me in these terms: "We will kill you if you do anything we don't like". The Amsterdam municipal police refused to file any complaint I desired to make, and the mayor of Amsterdam with the director of the municipal medical service ("GGD") refused to provide me with a little help for money to enable me to get the Ph.D. in spite of agreeing that I must be intellectually brilliant and in spite of the fact a prominent Amsterdam professor (who since emigrated from the Netherlands to the US) pleaded my case and my intellectual brilliance with them in writing. He too did not even receive a reply from either of Amsterdam's leading personalities.

In a city and a country in which these things are possible, I do not want to live, and do not want to pay taxes: I want to emigrate.

Because my health presumably has been totally and forever ruined during my four years of utter misery, pain, sleeplessness, murderthreats, and continued danger of being gassed again, I am legally and morally entitled to large compensations for damages.

But in Holland, since I personally went with a written complaint and claim for damages, to mayor Ed van Thijn of Amsterdam, whose career owes a lot to the exhibitions  that my father got knighted for in Amsterdam's City Hall, with a description of the threats and of being gassed, at the time while I still lived above the murderously inclined drugsdealers protected by Van Thijn and the Amsterdam bureaucracy and municipal police, and while the threats continued,  I simply have not received any answer to any of my complaints, whichever way I write, however politely I modulate them, whoever I pose them to.

I posed them to 3 Amsterdam mayors, over 20 Amsterdam aldermen, over 40 Amsterdam council members, 2 of Amsterdam Ombudsmen, 3 of Holland's National Ombudsmen, 1 advocate-general of Amsterdam, also part-time professor of Human Rights in the University of Amsterdam, 3 Amsterdam district attorneys, 2 commissioners of police, 3 inspectors of police, several journalists, the foundation that pensioned my father, the Dutch Institute for War Documentation, the Amsterdam Court, the Amsterdam Resistance Exhibition's leaders and Committee of Recommendation, and hundreds upon hundreds of Amsterdam bureaucrats: Nobody answered, nobody even came to see what was in fact the case - I was and am a non-person of no human value or with any human rights whatsoever, and the same Chief Order and Security Officer of Amsterdam that left me to being gassed, threatened with murder, annd kept out of sleep, is still and ever since Chief Order and Security Officer of Amsterdam, while every year since then the Amsterdam drugsmafia has earned untold fortunes, and committed many murders, although the Chief Security Officer of Amsterdam and mayor Cohen of Amsterdam proudly appeared in front of the TV-cameras of the media in 2002 to declare that they had together personally prevented the murders of no less than 17 Amsterdam drugsdealers. In 2007 the same Chief Order and Security Officer of Amsterdam received the prize for being Holland's best bureaucrat from the hands of His Royal Highness Prince William-Alexander of The Netherlands.

So... these are the Dutch national values and ideals my father and grandfather went into resistance for; these are Dutch national values and ideals my mother risked her life for in the resistance as sub-chief supplies for Jews in hiding in Noordbrabant, where the future mayor of Amsterdam Ed van Thijn, who proudly had me gassed, threatened and tortured in Amsterdam, for the sake of illegal drugsdealers he desired to maintain the rights and practices of, over my dead body if necessary, was hidden as a young boy at the time:

ME + me : Why my family was in The Dutch Resistance  in WW II a.k.a.
                                                  Dutch Norms And Values                       a.k.a.
                                     If you ain't Dutch, you ain't much
                a.k.a.
                                        
A Real Dutch Treat

 


 


ME and Human Rights


I have cited my human rights already in 1988 and 1989 to the municipal police, to mayor Ed van Thijn, and to Amsterdam bureaucrats speaking for Amsterdam aldermen, and in writing in 1989 and 1992: See Mensenrechten (Dutch).

To no avail: That is Why my family was in The Dutch Resistance  in WW II . Here they are in English, quoted from January 19 of this year: Universele Verklaring van de Rechten van de Mens + Note (there also in Dutch).

There are legal and philosophical considerations here:
Voer voor advocaten en filosofen (Dutch: Fodder or lawyers and philosophers), from which I quote John Stuart Mill:

To have a right, then, is, I conceive, to have something which society ought to defend me in the possession of. (..) If that expression does not seem to convey a sufficient feeling of the strength of the obligation, nor to account for the peculiar energy of the feeling, it is because there goes to the composition of the sentiment, not a rational only, but also an animal element, the thirst for retaliation; and this thirst derives its intensity, as well as its moral justification, from the extraordinarily important and impressive kind of utility which is concerned.

The interest involved is that of security, to every one's feelings the most vital of all interests. All other earthly benefits are needed by one person, not needed by another; and many of them can, if necessary, be cheerfully foregone, or replaced by something else; but security no human being can possibly do without; on it we depend for all our immunity from evil, and for the whole value of all and every good, beyond the passing moment; since nothing but the gratification of the instant could be of any worth to us, if we could be deprived of anything the next instant by whoever was momentarily stronger than ourselves.

But not in Amsterdam, since Van Thijn has been mayor there. If you want to skip directly to my Note and forego reading what is not maintained in Amsterdam: Note.


 

The Universal Declaration of Human Rights

On December 10, 1948 the General Assembly of the United Nations adopted and proclaimed the Universal Declaration of Human Rights the full text of which appears in the following pages. Following this historic act the Assembly called upon all Member countries to publicize the text of the Declaration and "to cause it to be disseminated, displayed, read and expounded principally in schools and other educational institutions, without distinction based on the political status of countries or territories.

PREAMBLE

Whereas recognition of the inherent dignity and of the equal and inalienable rights of all members of the human family is the foundation of freedom, justice and peace in the world,

Whereas disregard and contempt for human rights have resulted in barbarous acts which have outraged the conscience of mankind, and the advent of a world in which human beings shall enjoy freedom of speech and belief and freedom from fear and want has been proclaimed as the highest aspiration of the common people,

Whereas it is essential, if man is not to be compelled to have recourse, as a last resort, to rebellion against tyranny and oppression, that human rights should be protected by the rule of law,

Whereas it is essential to promote the development of friendly relations between nations,

Whereas the peoples of the United Nations have in the Charter reaffirmed their faith in fundamental human rights, in the dignity and worth of the human person and in the equal rights of men and women and have determined to promote social progress and better standards of life in larger freedom,

Whereas Member States have pledged themselves to achieve, in co-operation with the United Nations, the promotion of universal respect for and observance of human rights and fundamental freedoms,

Whereas a common understanding of these rights and freedoms is of the greatest importance for the full realization of this pledge,

Now, Therefore THE GENERAL ASSEMBLY proclaims THIS UNIVERSAL DECLARATION OF HUMAN RIGHTS as a common standard of achievement for all peoples and all nations, to the end that every individual and every organ of society, keeping this Declaration constantly in mind, shall strive by teaching and education to promote respect for these rights and freedoms and by progressive measures, national and international, to secure their universal and effective recognition and observance, both among the peoples of Member States themselves and among the peoples of territories under their jurisdiction.

Article 1.

  • All human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights.They are endowed with reason and conscience and should act towards one another in a spirit of brotherhood.

Article 2.

  • Everyone is entitled to all the rights and freedoms set forth in this Declaration, without distinction of any kind, such as race, colour, sex, language, religion, political or other opinion, national or social origin, property, birth or other status. Furthermore, no distinction shall be made on the basis of the political, jurisdictional or international status of the country or territory to which a person belongs, whether it be independent, trust, non-self-governing or under any other limitation of sovereignty.

Article 3.

  • Everyone has the right to life, liberty and security of person.

Article 4.

  • No one shall be held in slavery or servitude; slavery and the slave trade shall be prohibited in all their forms.

Article 5.

  • No one shall be subjected to torture or to cruel, inhuman or degrading treatment or punishment.

Article 6.

  • Everyone has the right to recognition everywhere as a person before the law.

Article 7.

  • All are equal before the law and are entitled without any discrimination to equal protection of the law. All are entitled to equal protection against any discrimination in violation of this Declaration and against any incitement to such discrimination.

Article 8.

  • Everyone has the right to an effective remedy by the competent national tribunals for acts violating the fundamental rights granted him by the constitution or by law.

Article 9.

  • No one shall be subjected to arbitrary arrest, detention or exile.

Article 10.

  • Everyone is entitled in full equality to a fair and public hearing by an independent and impartial tribunal, in the determination of his rights and obligations and of any criminal charge against him.

Article 11.

  • (1) Everyone charged with a penal offence has the right to be presumed innocent until proved guilty according to law in a public trial at which he has had all the guarantees necessary for his defence.
  • (2) No one shall be held guilty of any penal offence on account of any act or omission which did not constitute a penal offence, under national or international law, at the time when it was committed. Nor shall a heavier penalty be imposed than the one that was applicable at the time the penal offence was committed.

Article 12.

  • No one shall be subjected to arbitrary interference with his privacy, family, home or correspondence, nor to attacks upon his honour and reputation. Everyone has the right to the protection of the law against such interference or attacks.

Article 13.

  • (1) Everyone has the right to freedom of movement and residence within the borders of each state.
  • (2) Everyone has the right to leave any country, including his own, and to return to his country.

Article 14.

  • (1) Everyone has the right to seek and to enjoy in other countries asylum from persecution.
  • (2) This right may not be invoked in the case of prosecutions genuinely arising from non-political crimes or from acts contrary to the purposes and principles of the United Nations.

Article 15.

  • (1) Everyone has the right to a nationality.
  • (2) No one shall be arbitrarily deprived of his nationality nor denied the right to change his nationality.

Article 16.

  • (1) Men and women of full age, without any limitation due to race, nationality or religion, have the right to marry and to found a family. They are entitled to equal rights as to marriage, during marriage and at its dissolution.
  • (2) Marriage shall be entered into only with the free and full consent of the intending spouses.
  • (3) The family is the natural and fundamental group unit of society and is entitled to protection by society and the State.

Article 17.

  • (1) Everyone has the right to own property alone as well as in association with others.
  • (2) No one shall be arbitrarily deprived of his property.

Article 18.

  • Everyone has the right to freedom of thought, conscience and religion; this right includes freedom to change his religion or belief, and freedom, either alone or in community with others and in public or private, to manifest his religion or belief in teaching, practice, worship and observance.

Article 19.

  • Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any media and regardless of frontiers.

Article 20.

  • (1) Everyone has the right to freedom of peaceful assembly and association.
  • (2) No one may be compelled to belong to an association.

Article 21.

  • (1) Everyone has the right to take part in the government of his country, directly or through freely chosen representatives.
  • (2) Everyone has the right of equal access to public service in his country.
  • (3) The will of the people shall be the basis of the authority of government; this will shall be expressed in periodic and genuine elections which shall be by universal and equal suffrage and shall be held by secret vote or by equivalent free voting procedures.

Article 22.

  • Everyone, as a member of society, has the right to social security and is entitled to realization, through national effort and international co-operation and in accordance with the organization and resources of each State, of the economic, social and cultural rights indispensable for his dignity and the free development of his personality.

Article 23.

  • (1) Everyone has the right to work, to free choice of employment, to just and favourable conditions of work and to protection against unemployment.
  • (2) Everyone, without any discrimination, has the right to equal pay for equal work.
  • (3) Everyone who works has the right to just and favourable remuneration ensuring for himself and his family an existence worthy of human dignity, and supplemented, if necessary, by other means of social protection.
  • (4) Everyone has the right to form and to join trade unions for the protection of his interests.

Article 24.

  • Everyone has the right to rest and leisure, including reasonable limitation of working hours and periodic holidays with pay.

Article 25.

  • (1) Everyone has the right to a standard of living adequate for the health and well-being of himself and of his family, including food, clothing, housing and medical care and necessary social services, and the right to security in the event of unemployment, sickness, disability, widowhood, old age or other lack of livelihood in circumstances beyond his control.
  • (2) Motherhood and childhood are entitled to special care and assistance. All children, whether born in or out of wedlock, shall enjoy the same social protection.

Article 26.

  • (1) Everyone has the right to education. Education shall be free, at least in the elementary and fundamental stages. Elementary education shall be compulsory. Technical and professional education shall be made generally available and higher education shall be equally accessible to all on the basis of merit.
  • (2) Education shall be directed to the full development of the human personality and to the strengthening of respect for human rights and fundamental freedoms. It shall promote understanding, tolerance and friendship among all nations, racial or religious groups, and shall further the activities of the United Nations for the maintenance of peace.
  • (3) Parents have a prior right to choose the kind of education that shall be given to their children.

Article 27.

  • (1) Everyone has the right freely to participate in the cultural life of the community, to enjoy the arts and to share in scientific advancement and its benefits.
  • (2) Everyone has the right to the protection of the moral and material interests resulting from any scientific, literary or artistic production of which he is the author.

Article 28.

  • Everyone is entitled to a social and international order in which the rights and freedoms set forth in this Declaration can be fully realized.

Article 29.

  • (1) Everyone has duties to the community in which alone the free and full development of his personality is possible.
  • (2) In the exercise of his rights and freedoms, everyone shall be subject only to such limitations as are determined by law solely for the purpose of securing due recognition and respect for the rights and freedoms of others and of meeting the just requirements of morality, public order and the general welfare in a democratic society.
  • (3) These rights and freedoms may in no case be exercised contrary to the purposes and principles of the United Nations.

Article 30.

  • Nothing in this Declaration may be interpreted as implying for any State, group or person any right to engage in any activity or to perform any act aimed at the destruction of any of the rights and freedoms set forth herein.

Note

I will argue later - but see ME in Amsterdam if you read Dutch - that most of the rights that I nominally have in Holland in terms of the above Declaration, that is part of the Dutch law, have been denied to me

(1) because I have ME since January 1, 1979 and
(2) because I have protested against the decline of education and civilization in Holland since I remigrated thereto in 1977 (from Norway) - in which I have been found to be quite right by the Parliamentary Commission Dijsselbloem of 2008 and
(3) because I have had the courage to protest against the being threatened with murder and violence and being gassed by the drugsdealers the mayor of Amsterdam Ed van Thijn had given permission to deal drugs from the house where I tried to survive with ME.

Part of the reason for my discrimination in Amsterdam is very probably that I am the oldest son (and also the grandson) of Amsterdam heroes of the Dutch resistance to Nazism between 1940 and 1945, and that mayor Ed van Thijn knew both my parents, since my father was knighted in Amsterdam as the main organizer of the Dutch National Exhibition about World War II and Resistance, and my mother worked in 1944 as part of the resistance that protected Jews in hiding from the Nazis, in the vicinity where Ed van Thijn was hiding, age 8:

Rather than receive, answer or help me when it turned out in 1988 that I had been gassed and threatened with murder by the drugs dealers he protected, who also kept me from sleeping, Amsterdam mayor Ed van Thijn (and his successors Patijn and Cohen) decided to do all he (and they) could do to prevent that I got any help I am legally entitled to, clearly in the hope that I would suicide or otherwise die.

I was never answered, never received, never even talked to by phone by any mayor, any alderman, any elected Amsterdam councilmembers, or any leading bureaucrat of the city of Amsterdam ever since I dared to protest against being threatened with murder by the drugsdealers the mayor, aldermen and elected Amsterdam councilmembers protect, and have protected ever since.

Part of the reason is, no doubt, very few Dutchmen have the courage my parents and grandparents had, while the vast majority of Dutchmen, since ages, take all proper care to never offend such authorities as there are.

What I claim is that, in my case, at least the articles 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 7, 8, 10, 12, 13, 14, 17, 18, 19, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28 and 29 have been DELIBERATELY BROKEN in Amsterdam by the city-government and the University of Amsterdam, quite consciously so, on purpose, with the deliberate purpose to silence me before my complaints, that have for decades referred to the above articles, could come to court.

For the proofs of these allegations see ME in Amsterdam and in particular its Overzicht (Survey) and Konklusie and the summary for lawyers: Voer voor advocaten en filosofen.


And those are my three documents:

It is for these reasons, mainly - apart from my being a philosopher and a psychologist, with ME since 1.1.1979, after EBV, medically diagnosed by G.P.s and by medical specialists on ME  - that my case with ME in Amsterdam is not quite the same as the cases of other people with ME, inside or outside Amsterdam.

Please not the copyright remark.



P.S. 
So this is a the translation of my father's story about German concentration-camps in English plus the other two documents for good human measure.

I will have to make corrections, especially in the translation of my father's text, I suppose, though I have done as well as I could, in my circumstances, but that has to wait till later, as does the explanation of my end in view with this file and with yesterday's
The past year of ME + me - some that I learned - 2.

Finally, for the moment: Please note that nothing of what I write here and what is on my site about ME in Amsterdam and about the University of Amsterdam has ever been seriously disputed by anyone ; there are witnesses for much I write about and anyway it is a clear multifold and decades repeated dereliction of legal duties by those paid to maintain and implement the law, and my ideas about the University of Amsterdam were well-known and well-published and also not seriously disputed (and since will find wide agreement, as they also were well-received except by incompetent professors: "Maarten Maartensz?! We'd love to see him dead.")

Also, the bitter part about ME in Amsterdam andindeed some that I learned the past year is that other people with ME, millions in fact, have been neglected likewise in their Human Rights for honest medical, legal and personal help while and because they are ill, for the most part because those responsible simply don't care, and not helping is a lot cheaper, and/or because some are deluded by the fallacy that "ME is not a real disease because it has no known cause", yet, and/or by pseudoscientific psychiatrists pretending it is an ailment they can cure, for payment, by Cognitive Behavorial Therapy ('Jedem das Seine') and Graduated Exercise Therapy ('Arbeit macht frei') - see my Studies in MEdical Sadism - 2: "101 Good Reasons" and most or all of The past year of ME + me - some that I learned - 2.

-- October 23, 19.30: Corrected some typos, and some terminological and other mistakes in my father's story, with help from a native English speaker. (Remaining mistakes are mine only.)
--
October 24, 12.50: Corrected some more typos, and added the spacing between the points that's also there in the Dutch version.
-- October 25, 19.45: Downsized the titles of the names of the articles in ME and Human Rights. There is also a Dutch version of this page now, on October 25, 2010.

P.P.S. It may be I have to stop Nederlog for a while. The reason is that I am physically not well at all. I don't know yet, but if there is no Nederlog, now you know the reason.

 

As to ME/CFS (that I prefer to call ME):

1. Anthony Komaroff

Ten discoveries about the biology of CFS (pdf)

2. Malcolm Hooper THE MENTAL HEALTH MOVEMENT:  
PERSECUTION OF PATIENTS?
3. Hillary Johnson

The Why

4. Consensus (many M.D.s) Canadian Consensus Government Report on ME (pdf)
5. Eleanor Stein

Clinical Guidelines for Psychiatrists (pdf)

6. William Clifford The Ethics of Belief
7. Paul Lutus

Is Psychology a Science?

8. Malcolm Hooper Magical Medicine (pdf)

Short descriptions:

1. Ten reasons why ME/CFS is a real disease by a professor of medicine of Harvard.
2. Long essay by a professor emeritus of medical chemistry about maltreatment of ME.
3. Explanation of what's happening around ME by an investigative journalist.
4. Report to Canadian Government on ME, by many medical experts.
5. Advice to psychiatrist by a psychiatrist who understands ME is an organic disease
6. English mathematical genius on one's responsibilities in the matter of one's beliefs:
   "it is wrong always, everywhere, and for anyone, to believe anything upon
     insufficient evidence
".
7. A space- and computer-scientist takes a look at psychology.
8. Malcolm Hooper puts things together status 2010.
 


    "Ah me! alas, pain, pain ever, forever!

No change, no pause, no hope! Yet I endure.
I ask the Earth, have not the mountains felt?
I ask yon Heaven, the all-beholding Sun,
Has it not seen? The Sea, in storm or calm,
Heaven's ever-changing Shadow, spread below,
Have its deaf waves not heard my agony?
Ah me! alas, pain, pain ever, forever!
"
     - (Shelley, "Prometheus Unbound") 


    "It was from this time that I developed my way of judging the Chinese by dividing them into two kinds: one humane and one not. "
     - (Jung Chang)

 


See also: ME -Documentation and ME - Resources


(*) Copyright notice: This whole text bears my copyright: You may not copy it and you may not quote from it, but you may link to it. Of course, you may download it for your private use: I just don't allow its quotation on other websites than mine. My main reason for this is in the next paragraph.

In particular: I forbid any Dutch organization, institution or club, and especially the National Resistance Exhibition Amsterdam, and the exploiters of Kamp Amersfoort and Kamp Vught, and of KZ Sachsenhausen in Germany, to copy or quote me without my prior written and signed permission. At least the former two are tools of the Dutch Labour Party to improve the credit and standing of Dutch mayors who gas civilians fot the benefit of the Dutch drugsmafia, and for other similar careerists from the same party.

Maarten Maartensz

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