Het Parool Article: Terror
This is a corrected version of an article by Martin Bril, a columnist of Het Parool a former illegal newsletter of the Dutch resistance and today a newspaper. In 1995 the newspaper had received from me an extended version of my biography. That was sufficient to force former chancellor Kohl to resign. But instead I was treated as a maniac and Kohl was only replaced in 1998 and received in 1999 the order of the Leeuw from the Queen. I was arrested at that time.
Now I had made a complaint against the chief of the Amsterdam police force and had made a demand with the Prime Minister Wim Kok to get a residence permit and at least social benefits.
On the 5th of March in the afternoon the police had arrested me at the 'Statue of no Liberty' when the Swedish Prime Minister had visited the Netherlands and France but they had to apologize and to release me 2 hours later.
On the 20th of March 2001, the birthday of my daughter Rosa, Martin Bril answered with an article with the headline "TERROR". In this article I advanced from a maniac to a Stasi-victim and even Russian agents were after me. The article is available on the Het Parool website.
I try here to put things into the right perspective. I hope Martin Bril apologizes to the Russian ambassador for the wrong accusations he had made. I have asked him to publish this corrected version of the article as a form of "Gegendarstellung".
Is the Dutch resistance playing the game of the German government which tries to starve me out? Anyhow at present I am controlled and chased by the Dutch police and I will have to see how long it takes until the Ministry of Justice hands over the residence permit. I have given up hopes to receive a reply from the German chancellor Gerhard Schröder for my request for compensation payments. I do have a reply from the German Bundespräsidialamt though.
Amsterdam, 27th March 2001, Klaus Hagendorf
Terror 2
Article by Martin Bril in Het Parool,
translated and corrected by Klaus Hagendorf
Demonstrating at the Statue of no Liberty.
On the bridge opposite the Rijksmuseum between Stadhouderskade and Weteringschans there is a man standing for years. Sometimes he is gone for a while but always he comes back.
The man is about forty years of age or a bit older. He has blond hair which is long at present. He wears clothes from the street but has kind manners. He is standing there for hours still at the bridge with a board around his neck. He is not a beggar, a demonstrator.
Yesterday I walked along his side over the bridge. He is standing at the side of the small, black office buildings which Renate Rubinstein complained about some time ago where the offices of Airoflot and Usbekistan Airways are located. Since last summer there is also a huge statue of the artist Dadara, the 'Statue of no Liberty'. It was part of an exhibition and continues now to be a popular tourist attraction. The man with the board is standing two steps next to it. Passing by I looked at his board. There was written: 'Please support my petition to the European Parliament to get my daughter Rosa back!' and his website: EURODOS - Socialist Documentation Centre for Europe.
We began a conversation. His name is Klaus Hagendorf and he is from Germany. He is an economist and married to a Finnish woman, former member of the staff of the Finnish foreign office who has a daughter from him, Rosa. He has not spoken to her for years. His wife worked at the Finnish embassy in the GDR and with her he had visited several times the GDR. He had worked as a computer programmer and had tried to continue his studies on political economy and disarmament.
In April 1986 he was beaten up by agents of the West-German secret service and heavily injured at the head. I nodded. To be honest I had no time to listen to a whole life story. And it was cold too. On the other hand the man was remarkably kind. It would not helped him if I passed by. Also he had friendly brown eyes and a soft, friendly voice. I asked him why he was standing just there at the bridge at the Rijksmuseum. 'There is a special reason for it' he replied in perfect English. In 1994 in London he had bought a CD with music from the Soviet Red Army Chorus and he had visited many times the Fête de l'Humanité. That was encouraging. Coming to the Netherlands he had heard similar music on the radio around the 5th of May and Michael Gorbachev had given a little performance, singing in front of the audience on his visit to The Hague in 1994. From this he concluded that there was some support for the case of socialism. But after the Russian presidential elections of 1996 an airplane with a Dutch military orchestra which Gorbachev might have seen personally had crashed near Eindhoven. And there used to be Finnair in the office behind him. The Finnish staff had mirrored a CDU/BND network in West-Berlin. The man went quiet. His blond hair was blowing in the wind.
The man fetched a little card out of his pocket with his internet site. He asked if I had some money for him which I had. He gave me the card. His eyes were caught by the interesting backsite of a woman passing by. 'Excuse me' he said, 'I have been trained here like a dog. Do you know Heinrich Mann's Dietrich in 'Der Untertan' by any chance?' He put the money carefully away in an old wallet.
He was married with his Finnish wife in Montpellier, France. Their daughter Rosa was born there too. He had tried to setup a software company but was persecuted by German and French secret services. Instead of providing a residence permit they messed up the family and virtually kidnapped his wife and Rosa and flew them to Finland. Afterwards the French, German and Finnish governments tried to hide the affair. It was psycho-terror. Even now.
Here in Amsterdam he had discovered that on the 15th of May 1987, a decisive day in the conflicts in France, pictures from all over the Soviet Union had been taken for a book with the title 'A day in the life of the Soviet Union', published by New Holland Publishers, London 1987. In the middle of that book there is a picture of Gorbachev and Szewardnadse, the foreign minister awaiting a high French representative in the Kremlin.
I left Klaus. I could not appreciate properly the affairs he was in. Was that 'Zeitgeschichte'?
Copyright © 2001, Klaus Hagendorf, EURODOS - Socialist Documentation Centre for Europe -