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Hungarian Chauvinism

 War criminals - hungarian heroes

 
  "A bust of the hungarian count Wass Albert was placed in the memorial park from the town center of Odorheiu Secuiesc. This count
was sentenced to death contumacious in 1946 for crimes against humanity during the second World War. His atrocities
are registered even at the Holocaust Museum."

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Source: Ziarul de Mures


  "The National Insititute for the Examination of the Holocaust in Romania "Ellie Wiesel" took notice of this fact. The Center for Fighting Antisemitism in Romania, affiliated to the Anti Defamation League (ADL - B'nai B'rith) asked the autorities to take action against the busts"

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NOTE:

  Odorheiu Secuiesc is a town in Romania with a 96% hungarian population. The local authorities are hungarian. Read more here.

Testimony:

  "That terrible night, from one of the stables in which almost 800 people had been crowded - I myself included - some frightful flames burst all of a sudden from its four corners. It was obvious that it was no accident, the stable had been set on fire by the hungarian horthyist guard. Later on I found out that the doors had been blocked with barbed wire. The flames spread quickly to the hay roof and the wooden structure. In a few moments the silence of the night was broken with terrible screams and despaired cries. Those who could still stand and the sick who hadn't lost their conscience by fever were bursting outside of the stable through the torch-falling-like beams. But the guards were there ready,
waiting, and started to reap down with their machine-guns those who were saving themselves. The disaster didn't take longer than ten minutes; ten endless minutes. The people - most of them - burned alive with the stable; their bodies, burned to ashes, laid down in piles over the embers of the beams till morning. Those who could get out of the stable were killed - most of them - by the bullets of the machine-guns. Only few of them escaped this terrible catastrophe. Getting away from the clenching of the flames, with my right foot pierced by a bullet, I crawled to the
next stable, near whose door, because of the blood I had lost, lost my conscience". (Singer Zoltan, "Volt egyser egy
Desz", Tel-Aviv, p. 269-271)

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