Bradley R. Smith
Bradley R. Smith was born in Los Angeles on February 18, 1930. At 18 he joined the army and in 1951 served with the infantry in Korea where he was twice wounded. After three decades of a variety of professional activities, it suddenly hit him: In 1979 he read a leaflet by Professor Robert Faurisson, "The Problem of the Gas Chambers." Then, Arthur Butz’s The Hoax of the Twentieth Century did it for him. He understood from the beginning that he would address the censorship, the suppression of independent thought, the taboo against publishing and debating revisionist arguments—not the arguments themselves. That has remained his position. In 1989 Smith founded Committee for Open Debate on the Holocaust (CODOH) dedicated to defending free speech and free inquiry into the Holocaust question. He handed over CODOH's helm in late 2014, but keeps contributing.
In one of the last videos made by Bradley R. Smith put together by Roberto Hernandez, the founder of Committee for Open Debate on the Holocaust, sends a message to Michael Savage about free speech with regard to the Holocaust question, and the free inquiry that should be happening- but it is not- in the American University about this complex historical event.
All my life I watched Jews lead the struggle to maintain a free press and intellectual freedom in America...
On March17, 2010 Bradley Smith addresses Sara J. Bloomfield, Director of the USHMM to discuss her published reaction to the CODOH ad that ran in the Badger Herald at University of Wisconsin-Madison
The exploitation of the German monster scam is supported by the great majority of Americans who are Jews, and the great majority of Americans who are not Jews.
Smith question the ideals of those who advise The New University, the student Newspaper at UC Irvine.
Confessions of a Holocaust Revisionist tells the story of how I ( Bradley R. Smith) first became aware of revisionist arguments challenging the orthodox Holocaust story, how it felt—how it felt was that it made me feel ashamed and made the palms of my hands sweat—and the first information I had the misfortune (?) to discover that there were serious questions to be asked about what I had believed all my life, with all my heart, about the unique monstrosity of the Germans.