To: "Health Freedom, Codex Issues
Subject: The Christmas Truce of 1914, When Will We Ever Learn? The Illuminati Wants Us All Divided Up
From: John Hammell jham@iahf.com
Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2001 12:14:37 -0500
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IAHF List: The beautiful and deeply moving story of the 1914 Spontaneous Christmas Truce in the Trenches of WW1 (below my comments)was sent to us by Rev. Kevin Annett of the All People's Church in BC Canada.
Rev. Annett is doing more to fight the Illuminati than any churchman I know and he was fired by the United Church of Canada due to his efforts to expose pedophilia, murder, genocide, land grabs against indigenous peoples and other crimes against humanity that the Illuminati controlled "church" are trying to cover up to this day. Within the past month the Illuminati blasted Kevin's website out of cyberspace, so we quickly put up a new site http://annett55.freewebsites.com/ and if the Illuminati don't like it, they can pound sand!
I urge you to support Kevin's ministry by purchasing a copy of his detailed report "Hidden from History: the Canadian Holocaust" and please forward the true and moving story of the Christmas Truce of 1914 to more people, especially anyone you may happen to know who's being used by Illuminist George Bush as cannon fodder. Bush is not a Christian, he was sworn into office with his hand on the Masonic bible, and top level Masons do not worship God, they worship Ra the Sun God of the ancient mystery religions, of Mystery Babylon. This is why he has no problem with bombing a country that has already been bombed back to the stone age by the Russians. This is why he has no problem dropping cluster bombs that blow people's legs off when you step on them. This is why he has no problem manufacturing consent for a war over oil, and also for the purpose of stripping us of our civil liberties under false pretenses the better to assist the Illuminati in consolidating their power and control. Clinton had no problems doing these exact same things before Bush, and for the same reasons, and the same is true of the so called world leaders during World War One as described below when all along the front on Christmas Day 1914, the men in the trenches did something that royally pissed off the ruling elite bastards who for centuries have tried to use us all as cannon fodder: they laid down their arms on that day and refused to fight.
Across the trenches on that day, the Germans, Brits, and French were united singing Christmas Carols, exchanging hugs and gifts and they played a soccer game. Too bad they picked their guns up again on December 26th and resumed slaughtering each other.
When the hell are people going to learn that the Illuminati are a pack of no good bastards from hell who want to get us all divided up??? George Bush, Tony Blair and Osama bin Laden are all working together. They are all Illuminati CIA swine. When the hell are people ever going to LEARN?? (see http://www.suite101.com and read the interview there with the former Illuminati trainor. Read her articles. Grasp what we are up against here. Its the same old shit over and over and over: divide and conquer, bait and switch, manipulate people's minds by controlling the media. Problem, Reaction, "Solution" (yeah- "solution" my ASS!)
The story of the Christmas Truce is beautiful, damnit! We must unite against the so called "UN" We must UNITE against CODEX, we must UNITE against the governments and FDA's and other bureucratic alphabet agencies of this @#$!ed up WORLD! And we WILL, and its going to be a BETTER year next year because we are going to seriously KICK THEIR BUTTS!! In the coming year, the refrain will ring out, loud, and pure and true "The PEOPLE- UNITED- WILL NEVER BE DEFEATED!!!" And the spirit of SEATTLE will NEVER DIE! Please forward this to everyone you know, delete my emotional language and comments if they offend you, but please forward the info below:
A CHRISTMAS TRUCE
On Christmas Day, 1914, in the first year of World War I, German, British and French soldiers disobeyed their superiors and fraternized with "the enemy" along two-thirds of the Western Front. German troops held Christmas trees up out of the trenches with signs, "Merry Christmas." "You no shoot, we no shoot." Thousands of troops streamed across no-man's land strewn with rotting corpses. They sang Christmas carols, exchanged photographs of loved ones back home, shared rations, played football, even roasted some pigs. Soldiers embraced men they had been trying to kill a few short hours before. They agreed to warn each other if the top brass forced them to fire their weapons, and to aim high.
A shudder ran through the high command on either side. Here was disaster in the making: soldiers declaring their brotherhood with each other and refusing to fight. Generals on both sides declared this spontaneous peacemaking to be treasonous and subject to court martial. By March, 1915 the fraternization movement had been eradicated and the killing machine put back in full operation. By the time of the armistice in 1918, fifteen million people would be slaughtered. Not many people have heard the story of the Christmas Truce. Military leaders have not gone out of their way to publicize it.
On Christmas Day, 1988, a story in the Boston Globe mentioned that a local FM radio host played "Christmas in the Trenches," a ballad about the Christmas Truce, several times and was startled by the effect. The song became the most requested recording during the holidays in Boston on several FM stations. "Even more startling than the number of requests I get is the reaction to the ballad afterward by callers who hadn't heard it before," said the radio host. "They telephone me deeply moved, sometimes in tears, asking 'What the hell did I just hear?'"
I think I know why the callers were in tears. The Christmas Truce story goes against most of what we have been taught about people. It gives us a glimpse of the world as we wish it could be and says, "This really happened once." It reminds us of those thoughts we keep hidden away, out of range of the TV and newspaper stories that tell us how trivial and mean human life is. It is like hearing that our deepest wishes really are true: the world really could be different.
(Excerpt from We Can Change the World:
The Real Meaning of Everyday Life, by
David G. Stratman.)
Lyrics to Christmas in the Trenches
The Christmas Truce of 1914 on the Western and Eastern Fronts may well represent the last time that the face of humanity would be seen in what was rapidly becoming the ultimate nightmare of the industrial revolution. The concept of total war would soon replace any outdated notion of chivalry.
by John McCutcheon
My name is Francis Tolliver, I come from Liverpool.
Two years ago the war was waiting for me after school.
To Belgium and to Flanders, to Germany to here
I fought for King and country I love dear.
'Twas Christmas in the trenches, where the frost so bitter hung,
The frozen fields of France were still, no Christmas song was sung
Our families back in England were toasting us that day
Their brave and glorious lads so far away.
I was lying with my messmate on the cold and rocky ground
When across the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound
Says I, "Now listen up, me boys!" each soldier strained to hear
As one young German voice sang out so clear.
"He's singing bloody well, you know!" my partner says to me
Soon, one by one, each German voice joined in harmony
The cannons rested silent, the gas clouds rolled no more
As Christmas brought us respite from the war
As soon as they were finished and a reverent pause was spent
"God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen" struck up some lads from Kent
The next they sang was "Stille Nacht." "Tis 'Silent Night'," says I
And in two tongues one song filled up that sky
"There's someone coming toward us!" the front line sentry cried
All sights were fixed on one long figure trudging from their side
His truce flag, like a Christmas star, shown on that plain so bright
As he, bravely, strode unarmed into the night
Soon one by one on either side walked into No Man's Land
With neither gun nor bayonet we met there hand to hand
We shared some secret brandy and we wished each other well
And in a flare-lit soccer game we gave 'em hell
We traded chocolates, cigarettes, and photographs from home
These sons and fathers far away from families of their own
Young Sanders played his squeezebox and they had a violin
This curious and unlikely band of men
Soon daylight stole upon us and France was France once more
With sad farewells we each prepared to settle back to war
But the question haunted every heart that lived that wonderous night
"Whose family have I fixed within my sights?"
'Twas Christmas in the trenches where the frost, so bitter hung
The frozen fields of France were warmed as songs of peace were sung
For the walls they'd kept between us to exact the work of war
Had been crumbled and were gone forevermore
My name is Francis Tolliver, in Liverpool I dwell
Each Christmas come since World War I, I've learned its lessons well
That the ones who call the shots won't be among the dead and lame
And on each end of the rifle we're the same