Why is there no forensic evidence of the Holocaust? (There is plenty of forensic & other evidence)

I take it you know what obfuscation means.
Because, well... Y'know.
That.

I mean, if you have to start picking at such stuff to sow 'doubt', while totally ignoring the absolute mass of human testimony of what was done, from Wansee (pretty fully minuted), through Stroop's proud album (hardly obscure in intent), to the horrors accurately recounted on liberation (from very normal people), alongside the deluge of photographic & documentary evidence thereof, do you not even stop for a moment & wonder what & why you're doing it...

Hollow laugh.
We know why.
'I'm just being 'reasonable'.'... you say...
Yeah.
No.
You think you can insert the shucking knife in & somehow gain the advantage of 'doubt' among the wider internet.
I've been 'interested' in the Holocaust for over 35 years now. I've read from Neave to Irving & Lipstadt & all points between. I have triggered the Boers of Stormfr*nt for c.3 years way back. (Until they worked out they were being trolled... Very funny. Took 'em a while... Hoohoo.)
I've also felt the fatigue of laying off the sheer grimness of it from The Ustase's palm knives to babies being broken against walls.

I've seen you more times than I care to think of, and you, sir or madam, Ain't it.
(Oh no! Oi'm just a poor innocent seeker of truth! And they're using Aristotlean argumentative fallacies against me! ... ... Hollower laugh. Return to the Classics. They're more interesting than you think.)


Which is why - we don't really engage.
I've done so more than I usually would, as we've not had your ilk for a while. (And to an extent, I feel I owe it to dear old Ron Goldstein, a Jewish veteran we lost a while back who liked this stuff.)
I mean. your replies above show a certain lack of reading comprehension.
So... traditionally, we talk about recipes. Because that's all your efforts are worth & we do not wish to feed your slithering shit when many more detailed than us have solidly countered it a thousand times.




Again:
Scotch Eggs.
Yay or nay?

 

'SCiEncE LitErAcY'.

Do you not care about baked, fried and cured meats?
Weird.
I'd have thought any Texan would have a view.
(Why is it always Texans? I know many fine Texans, but there's this persistent thread...)

Old Oskar could've done with a bit more Scotch Egg in him.
Might've ameliorated that cadaverous murderous criminal demeanour.
'Let's give that an RK'... FFS.
That neck decoration says quite a lot.

 

Not even something on Barbecue?
That's suspicious in itself.

I mean, you've confirmed you don't know what forensic means while parrotting/failing to comprehend the last thing you read online, but not caring about smoked meats in Texas is weird.

 

Ted Hartman.
From Lubbock.
You know Lubbock, right? (I know you do.)

Ted Hartman – The Texas Liberators

"The first dead people I saw really were kind of hard to accept. How could people do that to people? . . . I hadn’t seen anything like this, and it was so different. It was about three weeks after that, I think [that we went to Mauthausen]. . . . [O]ne of my friends was a medic. The way I got to go there was, he was going over. He was on duty of certain duty hours. He asked if I would like to go over and see this because it was so different. I said yes, I would like to see it. So he arranged for me to go over when he was going over for his duty hours. We went over, and he told me, he prepared me for it as we were going. He told me that he was—when he got there—he said he wouldn’t be able to spend a lot of time because he would be very busy doing the medical things for these people that were urgent. When we got there, there were these stacks of people like cordwood. There were still fires going. It was quite eerie, and there were still fires going in the furnaces with the bones in the furnace.

Then, in the barracks where they had their people, there was so many to one bed. I can’t even remember how many. You almost couldn’t count them. They were all so—they were just skin and bone, every one of them. People wandering around. You wondered how they could even move. They were just nothing but skin and bone. I was out in the grounds around there. There was a large ground around there because there was a big limestone quarry, and all around there were these skin-and-bone people wandering around kind of listlessly doing nothing, just moving around. I was glad I got to see it, but I was glad that I didn’t have to stay out there."

Yeah.
No evidence.
Ted must have had an agenda. Definitely not just absolute horror at what he found.
Sadly, his feelings on Scotch Eggs are unrecorded.

Go on. Tell us how you feel about Latke & Schnitzel?
I feel that might be informative...