My Story Is the World’s Story

YesterdayToday: Genocide by Starvation

The human drive to understand all things faces our ultimate challenge in today’s complex crises. In the course of millennia, we have come to understand the natural world and our biological systems. Lately, we’ve come to understand the roots of violence in childhood trauma and the impact of humanity’s endless wars. Today, love of life moves people all over the world with unprecedented energy to resolve longstanding differences and peacefully cohabit our beautiful Earth. To move beyond “the predatory phase” of human development”.

My personal story weaves historical and contemporary realities from the Old World to the New, with threads of genocide and domination; of courage, adaptation and resistance. It reflects the conflict and accommodation between Indigenous peoples and incomers. These timeless concerns are with us today, more potent and far-reaching, but with greater understanding and opportunity for resolution.

Yesterday

Genocide by Starvation

As children, my parents narrowly survived Stalin’s starvation of millions of the people of Ukraine in 1933, the Holodomor. My mother’s father sent her, at age 14, to the city where food was more available. She told us that her five-year old brother found her there, his belly distended from hunger. She took him home, told her father, “If you’re going to starve, I’ll starve with you”. She worked for the manager of the flour mill for a little flour, by which her family survived.

My ancestors lived in Alsace-Lorraine, the border country between Germany and France, a border contested and changed many times over the centuries and during the world wars. They were among the Germans invited to Ukraine in the latter 1700s by Catherine the Great, German Empress of Russia, to farm the rich land of the Volga River basin.

They named their new home Strasbourg, after the community they left. They developed successful farms and maintained separate communities, while Russian peasants were limited to serfdom on small farms owned by the aristocracy, whom they enriched by labour at home and invasions of nearby Cossack lands for resource harvesting.

My grandparents and parents lived near Odessa, a port city on the Black Sea. My mother’s father, an accountant, farmed 20 hectares. The family produced everything they needed: meat, eggs, dairy, grain, vegetables, fruit, sugar from sugar beets—until Stalin seized the farms of kulaks—farmers opposing collectivisation—and turned them into large state-owned farms. He set excessive quotas for grain, limiting nutrition for the farmers themselves, while he exported grain to finance his reign of terror.

My mother said the managers of the collective knew nothing about farming, so the harvest was always poor. As a young woman her job was to hoe 3 hectares a day; workers were given a slice of black bread spread with lard for lunch. And yet, she said, they sang together as they walked home. There she fed the 100 chickens, the one cow and one horse they were allowed, and, following the death of her second mother, cooked for her father and seven younger sisters. She said they lived on chickens, because the soldiers who regularly inspected to make sure directives were being followed, searching outbuildings and walls for hidden food, had trouble counting the chickens!

People had no news of the outside world; my mother sat on the stone at their gate to hear from passersby who was disappeared by the ‘Nachtgrap’ last night. My father, a radio technician, told us he hid his radio receiver in the wall, antenna high in the tree, their only source of news about the war.

Stalin closed churches and schools, my parents told us, ending my father’s college education. Thousands of priests, nuns and intellectuals who opposed collectivization were executed as ‘enemies of the state’. My father’s father, Superintendent of Education of the German settlements was one: shot in 1934, a month after he was disappeared. (His family learned his fate when Ukraine opened the war files in 1996.) His wife, a school principal, had to appear for questioning each week; my father accompanied her, against orders.

When the superintendent and principal’s son took up with the farmer girl, my parents’ marriage was the talk of the town. Three years after the birth of their daughter they fled by horse and wagon, with two thousand Russia-German refugees, under the protection of the retreating German army. They travelled ten miles ahead of the front, my mother told us, the thunder of bombers, bombs and artillery fire a constant terror. She cried as she told this.

My sister, my paternal Oma and her two young children rode in the back, my pregnant mother drove and watered the horses. Heavy with child, she overbalanced and almost fell in the river, was saved by the horse reaching the reins to her hand. My dad rode ahead (on his Palomino stallion, Kossak!) finding safe routes and places to camp. After the river incident, she told her husband he’d have to water the horses from now on!

My mother’s father and her seven sisters stayed one day too long: Stalin invaded, deported them to Siberia, where my grandfather worked in the salt mines, my aunts in the camp kitchens. Released ten years later, they moved to Alma Ata, near the Mongolian border—the hottest place in Russia! Decades later they returned to Germany where the government provided assistance to survivors of Stalin’s genocide.

(Astonishing, ironic: the 1978 International Conference of Alma Ata on social determinants of health, was hosted by the World Health Organization which today declares pandemics, enforces covid and mask mandates.)

Our family paused in occupied Poland for me to be born—and almost die, my mother suffering milk fever. We lived in the vacant apartment of a Jewish family; their beautiful things, our mother told us sadly, were still there. A year later, with thousands of refugees crowding the train station, we managed to board one of the overcrowded trains to Germany.

There, living in an outlying suburb of Stuttgart, my father provided food for our family—then three children after my brother was born—and for his mother and extended family who lived in a country village near our ancestral home. My mother kept house with the high German-Catholic standard she learned growing up: everything clean and tidy, grace before meals—of soup, I mostly recall, with occasionally a little meat from the Black Market and vegetables in season from the family farms. With two children in Kindergarten and one in grade school, she had her hands full.

The destruction of war was not extreme in the suburbs, though the stucco exterior of our apartment building was shorn away. Shouting, anger, child abuse and weeping at times echoed through the building as people lived down the years of stress. Despite the shocking things I saw as a child, photos of my brother’s and my kindergarten class show smiling happy youngsters.

In 1951 we emigrated to Canada, to Regina, Saskatchewan, sponsored by cousins there. My mother cultivated large gardens, grew chickens (which she slaughtered herself—a headless chicken running around the yard was one of my childhood horrors) while my father started a business in radio and TV repair. Another son and two daughters were born here. We enjoyed growing prosperity, moved to British Columbia. We took holidays to see this beautiful country, kids packed in the station wagon, visiting cousins in the Okanagan.

Our father provided the first years of university for my sister and myself, then we worked to obtain B.A. and teacher certification. I married a fellow student and gave birth to a son. With his future in mind, I organized information campaigns and actions on environment and peace.

My younger brother and sisters lived normal Canadian lives, while we who suffered war became activists for world peace.

Today

Peace in Alsace-Lorraine!

Differences at last worked out, the blending of cultures makes the region, and Strasbourg, a rich experience of cuisine, architecture, and friendship. Describing all this, visitors from France say it’s hard to tell whether you’re in Germany or France. The cathedral in Strasbourg is a stunning masterpiece, 400 years in construction, using untried technologies and principles. Strasbourg is also the seat of the European Union Parliament. Demonstrating humanity’s talent for adaptation and love of life, this flower of peace in our ancestral lands inspires gratitude.

War in Ukraine

But war rages in Ukraine, the people once again victims of global dominators, in the US/NATO proxy war to “wipe Russia off the map”. This plan was formulated in 1945, even as the US and Russia worked together to defeat the German war machine. Today, the US finances the Ukrainian Neo-Nazi Party. Killing millions, victimizing children; burning fields, this war also restricts food supply.

The grandson of Charles de Gaulle tells how this war massively impacts the people of Europe.

Resistance in Canada

The threat of uranium mining in B.C. in 1970, and a nuclear reactor 10 km from my home on Vancouver Island, brought the war threat to local focus. A hotbed of radicals driven to the western edge of the continent, island people rejected the myth of the peaceful atom, recognizing reactors as the source of plutonium for nuclear bombs. My speaking tour for Dr. Sister Rosalie Bertell, expert in ionizing radiation, gained public attention, as did speakers invited by others. Concerned citizens from all walks of life collaborated with province- and country-wide organizations; fifteen years later, the provincial government declared a ten-year moratorium. The nuclear corporations didn’t wait around. Today we hear rumours of interest in small modular reactors. But so far, we have successfully prevented the nuclear industry from hijacking the economy, ecology and health of our province.

Weather Warfare

Dr. Bertell’s later work again came to inform my experience, living in unceded indigenous territory in northwest B.C. impacted by weather warfare.

Following worldwide consultations for peoples who suffered the effects of nuclear testing and ionizing radiation, Rosalie was invited to join the panel of the U.S. Congress Environmental Assessment of the Solar Power Space Project. She realized that, at $3000 per kilowatt-hour, this solar array in space was not about civilian energy. She studied military experiments in space  and Earth atmosphere. With others on the cutting edge, she discovered the global military’s best-kept secret: weather warfare. In my next post I provide essential details from her book, PLANET EARTH: The Latest Weapon of War.

She was among the first to alert us about the world-wide spraying of chemicals, ostensibly to dim the sun and cool the Earth: chemtrails the long-lasting white lines in the sky mistaken for jet contrails. Chemtrails are part of weather warfare. The chemicals floating to Earth are incendiary, raising the fires ignited by ‘laser lightning rods’ produced by ionospheric heaters to hellish intensity. Their inevitable landing in irregular patches explains the phenomenon of some houses burning while others next door remained untouched.

I witnessed this this clear evidence of weather war in the homelands of an Indigenous Nation in northwest British Columbia. Visiting friends (met when our BC Energy Coalition was invited to help stop seven dams BC Hydro had planned for the Stikine River) I saw this effect in the devastated village of Telegraph Creek. The fires also burned several settler homesteads, and 118,318 hectares of forest. Miles of blackened tree skeletons stand among bush slowly growing back.

Colonialism YesterdayToday

The threat of wildfires persists today, a constant anxiety, as corporations exploit the wealth of gold and other minerals, seeking extended ‘ownership’ of pristine lands, timber and water resources.

The Tahltan Nation and Indigenous neighbour Nations adapted to incomers for centuries. During the gold rush of the latter 1800s thousands of people from around the world arrived here, at the limit of paddle-wheeler travel on the Stikine River, 150 miles from Wrangell, Alaska. They travelled overland to the goldfields in Yukon—but some remained. Despite racism, intermarriage enriched—and challenged—every culture.

Today’s high-tech industrial gold rush massively impacts native lands, changing traditional ways of life forever. High-tension powerlines energize massive open pit and underground mines that produce lakes of toxic tailings; numerous exploration and work camps produce every form of pollution, leaving the cost to taxpayers. Powerful resistance, initiated by Elders, most often women, protected some most sacred places; but colonial government claim of ‘crown land’ ownership prevents their having legal influence. Officially limited to tiny reserves, those who have good jobs in industry and government can move: can buy indigenous land from the government. The poor are limited to tiny reserves and the welfare system. As Chief Arthur Manuel pointed out, corporations pay “the equivalent of beads and trinkets” for the wealth they extract.

Like my ancestors, I am privileged to live on indigenous territory. Tahltan homelands are unceded but still controlled by the Indian Act. I pay land tax to the ‘white’ government on land that European immigrants, thirty years ago, cleared of enough trees for a house and garden, leaving an acre of forest. Small scale, compared to my grandfather’s initiative in Ukraine, but the principle applies. We are blessed by mixed conifer forest, contrasting white trunks of trembling aspen, waving tiny green ‘hands’, in pristine air and brilliant sun. This ‘stolen land’ abuts forests called ‘crown land’, and beyond our fence, ‘park’, extending down steep slopes to a tiny lake.

Still, I am welcomed in the community, helped with the demands of life in this unfamiliar land of extremes—long cold winter nights and long hot summer days—given their primary cultural value of Respect. Just as Indigenous Peoples helped Europeans when they first arrived on the eastern shores of Turtle Island (big mistake, quips Cherokee author Thomas King).

Genocide by starvation was the stated agenda of colonial governments in Canada from the beginning. Cree author Michelle Good reveals the contemporary reality.

“I often visualize what I refer to as the “colonial toolkit”: a collection of implements used to activate the aims of colonialism. All the implements in the toolkit were, and are, employed to remove us from our lands, disempower us in decisions about our lands and resources, dismantle our highly effective social institutions, and dismember our families and communities.”

She gives a clear sense of the tireless work of Indigenous Peoples, over centuries, to assert their homelands and culture in the face of persistent, ongoing, assimilation and genocide.

Today, genocide is also practised by so-called ‘vaccines’. Some Indigenous Nations, the smallpox epidemics perhaps in mind, might trust the government/medical system to protect them. At the beginning of the covid ‘crisis’ the Native residents of this small town were driven to Telegraph Creek, the village of the Band Council government (112 km distant) to take the covid shot. At the local school, 50 people at a time were given access. A non-Native neighbour tells that he was refused entrance by the RCMP (Royal Canadian Mounted Police) constable in attendance. Since then, more Elders than usual have died, while many people—including non-Natives who later took the shot—sickened.

Global Genocide by Starvation

Today, food shortage is instigated by wealthy global dominators. Bill Gates owns the most private farmland in the United States, withdrawn from production. His devastating influence is global. The rapidly rising cost of food leads to malnutrition among less wealthy and poor people.

Surcharges on fossil fuels around the world are justified by the false claim that carbon dioxide causes global warming. This lie is a burden on farm productivity, globally. Reduced food supply exacerbates the shortage inevitable with the coming ice age.

The Coming Ice Age

The coldest solar minimum in 400 yearsis expected by 2030. This is censored on the internet, in scientific journals and commercial media. From 1645 to 1710 the Northern hemisphere went into deep freeze. Millions of people died of cold and starvation.

Ice Age Farmer Christian Westbrook provides a comprehensive video: “Stalin would be proud:   USDA’S TRANSFORMATION OF FOOD SYSTEM & RACIAL EQUITY”.

He begins with the Rockefeller Institute agenda: “Reset the Table: Meeting the Moment to Transform the U.S. food system”, then shows the text of Stalin’s 1928 address to the Students of the Institute of Red Professors, Communist Academy and Sverdlov University on the need for collectivisation to solve the grain shortage—giving me to fully understand my grandparents’ trauma a century later. Peasant farmers were encouraged to join large “collective socialized farms”. Opposed by large independent famers—named ‘kulaks’, meaning ‘fist’—Stalin moved to eliminate them as a class, executed or deported them to Siberia.

By highlighting words in official documents and news sites, Christian reports on world food shortages and ‘divide and conquer’ tactics today.

“A global grain shortage is being used to justify radical transformation of the world’s food supply and production, just like Stalin”. Globalist dominators are replacing independent farms with huge industrialized corporate farms, polluting crops with pesticides and chemical fertilizers.

In Ukraine a dry summer in 2020 reduced soybean crops; import from Brazil was impossible, their soybean crops decimated by “excessive precipitation”, which also reduced their corn crops as much as eighty percent. (Drought and torrential rain are indicators of weather warfare.) The U.S. and China also suffered several years of crop losses.

Racial discontent is fomented. In South Africa in the 90s hate speech became popular—“Kill the Farmer”—leading to many deaths. “The South African population was rapidly taken through the ten stages of genocide”. In 2018 South Africa legalized land grabs from white farmers without compensation, given to black farmers.All this led to food shortage.

In the U.S., the covid farm aid relief bill included $5 billion and120% loan forgiveness only for black farmers. The Department of Agriculture appointed a racial equity advisor, a black man who used to work for Monsanto. Giant supermarkets identify and prioritize minority companies with top shelf space.

Christian’s report, Iran’s Raisi cuts back on bread subsidies amid riots, tells that Iran will soon require biometric ID to buy a limited amount of subsidized bread. If you have the means you can buy as much as you like: a form of food rationing for the poor, foreshadowing the worldwide agenda the Rockefellers and other globalists are now actualizing.

His comprehensive analysis provides documentary evidence: Absolute Slavery: Zero Carbon Agenda Deconstructed.

Christian connects with people working on solutions in community buildingand survival gardening.

“Most importantly, start growing food so you are not forced into this line to go get your biometric ID so you can feed your family…new food systems must be set up now, decentralized food systems and communities working in them and defending them against the powers that seek to enslave humanity.”

The Global Heating Threat

Scientists around the world from every discipline (quoted in my next post) expose the shockingly successful lie disseminated by the United Nations International Panel on Climate Change, the Rockefellers, Gates, and other wealthy dominators, that global warming threatens humanity’s existence. They want the rest of Earth’s resources for themselves—though they may live beyond their human span only as brains in AI robots.

The United Nations is now a puppet, weaponizing sustainable development, hijacking economies, with their Zero Carbon agenda: global government by fear.

The global depopulation agenda by war, stress of nuclear holocaust threat, and killer vaccines, is driven by criminal psychopaths through their unelected global organizations: World Health Organization and World Economic Forum.

“Canada Limiting Oil and Gas Industry Emission. Canada has announced a plan to use a cap-and-trade system to impose greenhouse gas emission limits on its oil and gas industry. Under the “draft framework” Canada will issue emissions allowances to oil and gas producers capped at levels between 35% and 38% below 2019 levels, beginning in 2030. The government will then continue to lower allowances in stages until the industry reaches net zero by 2050…The only reason governments are targeting 2030 and 2050 is because they were told to do so by Klaus Schwab and the globalists at the World Economic Forum….” (Martin Armstrong in Druthers Jan. 2024: armstrongeconomics.com)

Good News

The WHO plan for new pandemics and lockdowns has been defeated—for now.

Resistance around the globe includes the Trucker Convoy in Canada , inspiring farmers in tractor convoys blocking highways in Germany, Holland and France.

In Canada, the monthly free newspaperDruthersis produced and distributed by volunteers around the country since 2021. Writers and organizations here and around the world discuss every aspect of the covid lockdown, every crime against humanity, as well as the good news—Freedom Wins! as global resistance takes hold.

Innumerable connections in the global mind transmit explanations by doctors and scientists of the health impacts of so-called vaccines and methods for healing. World Council for Health provides both.

Children’s Health Defense, initiated by Robert Kennedy Jr., provides comprehensive video coverage of all issues, including censorship of his bid for U.S. presidency as an Independent.

These key organizations and thousands around the world illuminate the real conspiracies. Brilliant committed people dedicate their lives full time to disseminating the many truths that defeat the lies.

My parents’ strength and courage as they navigated the cataclysms of their day inspire my gratitude, and courage. Their spirit (and presumably their DNA!) helps me face our share of the human tragedy with active hope: “hope with sleeves rolled up”.