By
Mike Walsh
December 19, 1945, a 33-year old British born Spanish
national was illegally hanged at London’s grim Victorian Wandsworth Prison. It
was the end of a life but the beginning of a legend.
Had
Amery, the son of a British government minister, served a prison sentence few
would have heard of him. Posterity decided otherwise; here was the making of a
British martyr whose name would one day surely grace boulevards and parks named
in his honour.
Born
March 14, 1912, John Amery was baptised in the crypt of the House of Commons
and educated at Harrow. Like Eton the public school was favoured by the English
elite. To keep their place in the class system’s pecking order England’s
political and aristocratic cabal collaborated with Jewish oligarchs.
John
Amery was having none of that. Turning his back on the hedonistic lifestyle of
his class John Amery first went to France and then in 1936 onward to Spain.
There the Englishman fought on the side of the Nationalists against
Moscow-backed Republicans. Amery fought on the front-lines with distinction.
In
1943, despairing of Britain’s war against the Democratic Reich, John Amery
opted for service with Hitler’s Germany. One has to remember that in 1943
Britain had not experienced an elected government for eleven-years. Unlike
Adolf Hitler, Britain’s Prime Minister Winston Churchill was never elected to
serve the country in that capacity.
From
Germany John Amery broadcast regularly as did many Europeans. There was a
common theme in all such broadcasts; the desperate need for peace between
Germany and necessity to form an alliance against Bolshevik Occupied Russia.
Whilst in Germany John Amery was pivotal in setting up the League of St.
George. The League, after the Englishman’s departure for Italy, became the
British Free Corps.
King Edward VIII reviewing an SS formation
By
the outbreak of Britain’s alliance with the USSR it is estimated that at least
30 million Russians and Central European Orthodox Christians had been
slaughtered, starved or worked to their death by the Jewish Bolsheviks. New
York’s bowler-hatted Bolshevik bankers in 1917 had invested in the overthrow of
Tsar Nicholas II and government of Imperial Russia. The Bolshevik megacaust
proceeded from the so-called ‘Russian Revolution’ now known as American-inspired
regime change.
From
1922 America and Britain’s industrial corporations threw their industrial clout
into the opportunities offered by the world’s largest slave population. Amery
and his associates decided that they had no wish to live under race-traitors or
to endure a hand-to-mouth existence in a Jewish-controlled world.
Following
the defeat of the Axis powers John Amery was taken into custody. Transferred in
irons to London the Englishman would have realised that his ‘trial’ was to be
no different from the notorious Soviet show trials.
The
martyr’s fate was sealed; all that was necessary before his ritual hanging was
a little court theatre for the duped peoples of England. Standing in the dock
and facing his accusers John Amery proudly accepted all eight charges levelled
at him; his ‘trial’ lasted just eight-minutes.
Shortly
after 9 a.m. on December 19, 1945, the condemned man took his final steps to
the prison’s execution chamber. There the young man was pinioned, hooded and
placed on the trapdoor. Albert Pierrepoint, Britain’s notorious executioner,
pulled the apparatus lever.
When
Pierrepoint retired he had taken the lives of 680 condemned prisoners, more
than many of Stalin’s henchmen. Of those hanged Albert Pierrepoint executed
over 200 German prisoners-of-war. The hangman described Amery as ‘the bravest
man I ever met.’
Any
hope that in doing so John Amery’s memory was sent to oblivion was a fond hope.
John Amery is today far better recognised and honoured, certainly better
remembered than any who betrayed him and sent him to the gallows.
Clearly,
Leo Amery, John’s father, was in no doubt as to his son’s nobility. It must
have occurred to him that his son was far more deserving of the nobleman
accolade than any of the parasites perched along the seating of England’s
second chamber. Afterwards, his father wrote the condemned martyr’s epitaph.
EPITAPH TO JOHN AMERY
At end of
wayward days he found a cause,
‘Twas not his country’s ~ only time can tell,
If that defiance of our ancient laws,
Was treason or foreknowledge. He sleeps well.
‘Twas not his country’s ~ only time can tell,
If that defiance of our ancient laws,
Was treason or foreknowledge. He sleeps well.
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