Germany: Case Against 89-Year-Old SS Man Dramatically Thrown Out of Court

Sven Longshanks
Daily Stormer
December 9, 2014

A former member of the SS has had the case against him thrown out of a German court, much to the Jews consternation.

The 89-year-old Werner Christukat was accused of being a part of the so-called “Oradour-sur-Glane massacre,” where a village full of French terrorists and their helpers ended up dead when their stashed weapons and ammunition blew up in the church the women and children had been placed in for their own safety.

Obviously the official story says different – that the evil Nazis deliberately shot all those women and children – but as Christokat says here, it was a loud explosive bang that he heard, not a systematic massacre of innocents.

He had been charged with taking part in the murder of 25 people as part of a group and helping to kill a few hundred others, but the case was dramatically dismissed due to lack of evidence.

Daily Mail:

Christukat, who lives in Cologne, said he is haunted by the massacre of 642 civilians – and although he admitted being in the village with his S.S. regiment on the day, denied ever killing anybody.

The suspected former Nazi’s case was being heard in the western German city of Cologne, but a statement released by the court this morning revealed it no longer intended to pursue the case.

Charges against Christukat, who was 19 at the time of the atrocity, were initially filed by the prosecutor’s office in Dortmund.

Had he been convicted, it is almost certain Christukat would have spent the rest of his life in jail.

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Christukat says he has had nightmares about the massacre ever since it took place – particularly over one small boy whose life he was unable to save.

‘There was this boy,’ he said. ‘He came walking over the hill. A small blonde boy with a bicycle and he wanted to go past me and into the village. I can still picture it exactly.’

‘I stopped him and wanted to chase him away, but then the junior squad leader came up and started yelling at me.’

‘Not a night goes by in which I don’t think of Oradour. In front of me, I can still see the church through the treetops. I hear a bang and then the screaming of women and children.’

‘I can’t get it out of my mind. I felt so dreadfully sorry for them. But the worst is that I couldn’t save the boy.’