Extreme right-Holocaust denier Horst Mahler: The idiot

“The problem with Horst Mahler is and has always been that he remained a dirty, bourgeois chauvinist”, said in September 1974 in the joint explanation of the RAF prisoners to exclude the same from their ranks. There is much more to say about the later Reich citizen, NPD lawyer and Holocaust denier. Actually. What the RAF people also put on paper in the same thing, had imagined Horst Mahler to be able to continue his old bourgeois life in the guerrilla and that he was not willing to “get the careeristic dirt off the neck”-who is interested? Also that he wants to have his philosophical revival in jail, when studying Hegel’s works. So what? The main thing is that he is dead.

“Horst Mahler changes (again) the site,” the satirical magazine “Titanic” caught on social media. In an interview with the “ZEIT”, Wolfgang Kraushaar, political scientist and chronicler of the 68 movement explained the historical significance of the deceased: Horst Mahler was “the decisive mastermind” when the Red Army faction was founded in 1970. In addition, as a lawyer, he completed it at the beginning of the zero years to preserve the NPD from a party ban by the Federal Constitutional Court.

With all of the obituaries, however, it is always forgotten that Horst Mahler was a sucking idiot. In the “Arte” documentary “Horst Mahler-A German Way” that is still available on YouTube, his former lawyer Otto Schily recalls to have kept a “very good plea” in a process at the time. But when the accused got the last word, the incredible thing happened. Quote Mahler: “You don’t speak to judges, you shoot judges!” Schily only hit his hands in front of his head.

A former RAF member, who traveled to Jordan in 1970-after the Baader exemption-with Horst Mahler and about twenty others for military training, remembered that when they arrived in Amman for a while at the airport. The group did not want to let the passport control into the country with the wrong papers. And Horst Mahler? There was a bar in the transit area of the airport, with a bald bartender, which would have stared over to them again and again when cleaning the glasses. Suddenly the phone rang on the counter that the bartender had lifted the listener and called the hall with a loud voice: »Mahler? Mister Mahler ??? « – What the person who was called, who still had a lawyer practice at home, ran Hurtig to the counter, in the expectation that any client wanted to speak to him in an urgent matter. But no, it was just the BND. “They were fun. Called, wanted to know if we are already in Amman. ”The first and probably last time that someone could laugh at Horst Mahler.