hat hadn’t we heard about the preparation of this conference, announced several months before! A bunch of deniers, motivated by the vilest intentions and sponsored by an Iranian president bent on the destruction of Israel, were to get together in Teheran to blurt out their hateful remarks, aiming at nothing more nor less than to send to the bottom what for years they’d been calling the “myth of the six million”!
Nothing hateful in the least, I can tell you, for I was a direct witness to it all. I’d been invited by the IPIS (the Iranian political science institute), which, notably, was well informed of the huge penalties inflicted on me (a year’s imprisonment and over €100,000 in fines, damages and costs) for diffusing a little autobiographical book entitled Un cas d’insoumission (in English, Heresy in 21st Century France: a case of insubmission to the “Holocaust” dogma), relating the intellectual path taken by a young man troubled, at first, by the two great conflicts of the 20th century that had carried off his father and grandfather, then becoming somewhat doubtful in the face of the official version of the Second World War — as much with regard to the origins thereof as to the number of victims, to be brief. And who, in the course of his research, quickly ran into all sorts of obstruction, and threats of sanctions at his job if he persisted, finally ending up being taken to court for writing his conclusions, iconoclastic in the eyes of the “official truth’s” guardians.
I had therefore prepared for the Teheran conference a piece entitled“Our Mission: To Disrupt the global slander and help build a more honest world”. I was thus placing myself in a post-Faurissonian perspective, considering as the basis of our present reflection the work of Robert Faurisson as completed by Fred Leuchter’s and Germar Rudolf’s technical reports. Robert Faurisson’s findings have not allowed of refutation, as we know (but the media go on making believe they know nothing about it); the Leuchter and Rudolf studies haven’t been the subject of any counter-studies, either, so rigorous are they: they are therefore kept carefully hidden from view by the promoters of the official version. Therefore I examined in my report the route traced by the imposed belief and the extremely grave attendant consequences: the psychological and moral enslavement (financial as well, some will add) of the nations of the Germanic sphere, to begin with, then of those on their periphery and, subsequently, the entire West, the bloody occupation of Palestinian territory, the monstrous attack on Iraq, these ignominies all being covered by the “Holocaust” blackmail without there being any possibility of “questioning” it. I have therefore proposed to speak of our opponents no longer as “exterminationists” but rather as slanderers.
There were more than sixty of us participating (from about thirty countries), amongst whom three Frenchman. I was pleased to meet certain people famous for having been persecuted, even imprisoned, notably engineers and scientists from Germany and Austria, two lands in the very forefront of repression, past and present. As one of them put it to me, the title of the 1941 book Germany must Perish by Theodore N. Kaufman, a Jewish advisor to Roosevelt animated by an incandescent hatred for Germany, summed up perfectly, from our enemies’ viewpoint, the goals of the true winners of the Second World War, a war that did not end on May 8, 1945…
Robert Faurisson’s contribution was superlative in its twenty-point review dismantling the miserable holocaustic edifice buttressed by the proponents of the authorised version, devised for the ignorant and gullible. His public exchange with an Iranian upholder of that version, Dr Golamreza Vatandost from the University of Chiraz, led to the latter’s embarrassment as he stuck to the argument of the “Holocaust’s” being a fact of common knowledge; requested five successive times by Robert Faurisson to provide, by way of proof, a reference to just one indisputable document the unfortunate Iranian professor capitulated. To the applause of the audience…!
In the evening of the second day of those gatherings, with the assemblies and workshops over, there we were, in our Guest House, professor Faurisson and I, seated silently, enjoying a delicious pot of tea in the calm. Also, savouring a victory we felt was in the making. I noticed a book, “his” Clé des « Chimères » (key to Gérard de Nerval’s “Chimera” poems), lying on the table between us. He perceived that I’d spotted it. Then, breaking the silence, he asked: “Do you want me to say a few verses of Nerval?” This proposal of his only half surprised me, as I knew the various facets of this amazing man, and I of course acquiesced. Coming after the tension of the conference, the Nervalian music took control of me. And now the verses of El Desdichado troubled me somewhat: had I not before me him who had “twice victorious crossed the Achéron”? There was a knock at the door and he stopped.
I went out to stretch my legs a bit. I came to a tastefully laid out little park set on a slope, something of a hanging garden. In the failing light, I sat on a bench where the snow had been swept off, and there I was, gazing onto the city of Teheran, already sparkling in the dusk. On my right I saw approaching slowly a fine-looking cat; the animal, superb, with a rich coat of fur, advanced cautiously in the snow; he noticed my presence; we observed each other, and his pace slowed when I gave a little whistle for him to take some interest in me… And then he stopped and stared at me with his big eyes. I talked to him in a soft voice: he made as if to advance a little, then stopped again, with a guarded look. I was fascinated by this animal; I linked him in my mind to Gérard de Nerval, and that strange and poetical conjunction brought me back to the conference: thanks to it our liberation was starting off, and most auspiciously. The cat moved away; he had doubtless taken everything in. I returned to the Guest House, thinking of Ernst Zündel and Germar Rudolf, treated so cruelly for having dared to stand up against the slander. Slander against Germany. “Germany, mother of us all”, said Gérard de Nerval.