Interview with Rolf Mengele about his visit to his father, Josef Mengele, in Sao Paolo in 1977 [5:02]

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Let me see if I'm parsing this correctly.

Mengele's son goes to his dad's hideaway in Brazil, the only one in the family to do so, while believing the propoganda about him being a death slinging doctor who preformed Frankenstein experiments on "people." He waits a few days, talking with Josef about other things, until he finally asks "Why he did all these horrible things."

Josef rightly gets mad at his son, asking why his own flesh and blood believes these obvious lies about him. Probably thought his own son came to get a confession and condemn him, but that's just my opinion.

Josef further goes on, saying he helped as many people as he could but "the system" was disorderly (The bombings and supply shortages before that on top of the sheer amount of inmates?), and he couldn't help the hundreds of thousands that went to Auschwitz Internment camp (Not millions as told to us constantly?)

But Rolf doesn't seem to be listening, and then tries to say that it is "unthinkable" that his dad wouldn't have tried every day to leave Auschwitz, and that everything he's (Supposedly) done is "Horrible." All without giving a single thought to the fact that, perhaps, his father hadn't done these bizarre things that are tacked to his rap sheet.

Does that about sum it up?

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That's about it, but there is also a possibility that he believes his father and it was his own father that advised him to say what he said. Just imagine what jews would do to him if he said he believed his father didn't do anything wrong.

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The Running Man by Alistair Ian Stewart is a song about Josef Mengele's escape to South America with the jews hot on his trail.

Before the phone hits the receiver You're halfway to the door The voice said, "get out while you can There's just ten minutes, nothing more" Time only for the essentials Better gather them and run The false name inside the passport The gold bars and the gun And once again, they've come out of the past And though your mind is cool, your heart is beating fast You've been through it all before Each time you wish a little more that you could ask

What do you want from me? What do you need from me? There's no rest for the running man Why can't you let him be?

It's a long and twisting journey From the sweeping northern plains To the outcrops of the jungle Bowed beneath the tropic rains In the customs hall, the officer Takes you to one side And his eyes reveal no feeling As you hand over the bribe And once again, you've bought a little time And once again, you're fading out of sight Still the fox is growing older As he calls over his shoulder to the night

What do you want from me? What do you need from me? There's no rest for the running man Why can't you let him be?

Here, come over here Beneath a sympathetic moon We'll sit and talk over old times without a fear Another beer, from the cafes of the night The tumbling rhythms of guitars ring loud and clear

One by one, they've nailed the others But you always got away What it is that keeps you just that step ahead No one can say In one last raid, the agents Of the dawn break down the door Of a house where you were standing Maybe just an hour before And still the thread continues to unwind You take the hidden roads that only you can find And should they come upon your tracks There's just a question hanging back you left behind

What do you want from me? What do you need from me? No rest for the running man Why can't you let him be? What do you want from me? What do you need from me?

*The Running Man* by Alistair Ian Stewart is a song about Josef Mengele's escape to South America with the jews hot on his trail. > *Before the phone hits the receiver You're halfway to the door The voice said, "get out while you can There's just ten minutes, nothing more" Time only for the essentials Better gather them and run The false name inside the passport The gold bars and the gun And once again, they've come out of the past And though your mind is cool, your heart is beating fast You've been through it all before Each time you wish a little more that you could ask* > *What do you want from me? What do you need from me? There's no rest for the running man Why can't you let him be?* > *It's a long and twisting journey From the sweeping northern plains To the outcrops of the jungle Bowed beneath the tropic rains In the customs hall, the officer Takes you to one side And his eyes reveal no feeling As you hand over the bribe And once again, you've bought a little time And once again, you're fading out of sight Still the fox is growing older As he calls over his shoulder to the night* > *What do you want from me? What do you need from me? There's no rest for the running man Why can't you let him be?* > *Here, come over here Beneath a sympathetic moon We'll sit and talk over old times without a fear Another beer, from the cafes of the night The tumbling rhythms of guitars ring loud and clear* > *One by one, they've nailed the others But you always got away What it is that keeps you just that step ahead No one can say In one last raid, the agents Of the dawn break down the door Of a house where you were standing Maybe just an hour before And still the thread continues to unwind You take the hidden roads that only you can find And should they come upon your tracks There's just a question hanging back you left behind* > *What do you want from me? What do you need from me? No rest for the running man Why can't you let him be? What do you want from me? What do you need from me?*

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Interesting interview. Glad to hear he escaped and was able to live longer before jewish and communist forces from the US, UK, France, USSR and Canada started a cold war that would last 45 years.

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