Aviel’s Report from Cologne

I reported last weekend on the experiences of Aviel at the Pro-Köln fiasco in Cologne. He was beaten up by the leftist Storm Troopers; as he reports, “I was wearing my Kippah and readily identifiable as a Jew; however, they screamed at me ‘Nazis Raus’.”

Aviel has recovered enough to send in a report with photos. Here’s what he said about the photos:

Here is my report. I have attached a couple of photos. The first photo is rather disturbing. It shows a band of some sort of humans preventing the police from moving about. I find it odd that even they were powerless to deal with that lot. However, I think that they were probably just unwilling


The second photo shows the police actually escorting Antifa and other scum into the city before pulling back. I think this photo tells more than many others.

And now for his report:

Well this is the first chance I have gotten to write about the events in Cologne on the 19th and 20th of this month as I saw them happen. I am no essayist like Fjordman but then again this is not my intention. I will just let you know how things went down as best as I can remember.

I arrived in Cologne on Thursday the 18th and checked into the Hyatt hotel on the right side of the Rhine just opposite the Cathedral. I had been to Cologne before and so I decided to return to a restaurant I knew called The Lowenbrau. After eating I was walking back to my hotel and passed through Domplatz. There I saw the first signs of what was going to be a long weekend. In the square was a menagerie of leftist protest displays, ranging from anti-Israel to the DKP (German Communist Party) placards. I was wasn’t really surprised to find such nonsense so I continued on.

As I rounded the corner towards the bridge I saw floods of Antifa begin to arrive and settle in for the night. They were mostly clad in black, boots, and a variety of hair colors with dark glasses and face masks etc… Most were wearing, as many other protesters, Palestinian keffiyah, and I saw many of them carrying placards which read things like, “Islam Mosques Welcome, Nazis Out!!” They were setting up camp around Domplatz and other areas, drinking beer, breaking bottles and being loud and quite threatening to passersby. All this seemed to bore the police.

Friday morning the private meeting of delegates for the conference was to take place in a municipal building and from there they were to move to a Rhine pleasure boat for a news conference. On the way to the municipal building, my friend Michael Kucherov was attacked and beaten just outside the building as he attempted to enter. All of this in plain view of the police who could not be bothered to intervene until he had taken more than a few good shots to the head and body.

This really set the stage for the police behavior I would witness in my own assault and throughout the events over the weekend. After a short while the delegates were moved by bus to the boat. Again, the Antifa seemed to know the exact time and location of this event as well. It is really no coincidence that the media and police were also present at both locations.

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The Antifa began hurling stones at the delegates and the boat; smashing windows and this continued to the point where the boat was considered not seaworthy due to the damage. Once again, the police took their time before acting against this aggression. I will admit that some arrests were made but let’s not start congratulating the police. The damage done to the boat was extensive, the danger to the personal safety of those on board was without question, and the thugs were in arms reach of the police who allowed a point to be made before deciding that they had better uphold their own image as well.

At that point, if anyone were still questioning whether or not the Antifa were acting as a surrogate to the government and the police, then they ought to have had their heads examined. Generally speaking the mayhem continued through the day. Drinking and destroying private property, while the police watched, carried on through the night. Antifa also disrupted rail traffic from the airport early Saturday morning by setting fire to a rail signal and blockading the tracks.

Saturday morning saw the events turn despicable. My friends and other delegates of the conference decided the best way to act was to arrive at Heumarkt early in the morning to begin setting up for the events. Contrary to what the Cologne government would tell you, many media organizations did show up for the event. Reporters from the New York Times, the London Times and others in Heumarkt proceeded to do interviews with delegates like my friend Kucherov in the morning before the conference and rally were to begin.

However it was doomed from the start. The police began setting up barricades across every street leading into Heumarkt, thus preventing ANYONE, including those who wanted to attend the conference, to gain access. Here is where it gets interesting… The Antifa set up their own barricades, human chains if you will, right in front of each of the police barricades. The police seemed perfectly okay with this. They even seemed okay with the fact that if there were an altercation between citizens and the Antifa barricade, they would not be able to break through in a timely fashion in order to stop it. In general, it appeared that they were quite happy to let the Antifa control the streets and access to the Heumarkt square. This of course would ensure that they (the local government) would be able to gloat and report that nobody showed up to support the “Nazis”.

I myself came upon one of these barricades on Eibahnstrasse that morning on my way to attend the conference on Heumarkt. I approached the Antifa thugs and demanded that they let me pass. I was wearing my Kippah and readily identifiable as a Jew; however, they screamed at me “Nazis Raus”. One of them showed me backwards and a woman spit on me and called me a fascist pig. At this point I had had enough and put my head down and started to try and break through the barricade. I was pummeled in the head several times and then shoved to the ground were I was beaten and kicked with steel toe boots in plain sight of the police who did nothing. I grabbed the boot of one of the attackers and pulled him down to the ground. I, despite the beating I was taking, proceeded to give this bastard as much or more than I myself was getting. Unfortunately, and I say unfortunately because he was just a kid in his early twenties, I really hurt this one. It was then that I heard the police shouting and blowing whistles. They stopped kicking me and I got up and stumbled away. I didn’t realize that I had a broken rib until later.

The Antifa barricades continued and I witnessed several more people beaten up by these thugs in view of the police. This included the savage beating of a man with all white hair well into his sixties. I had also heard of an elderly woman who was assaulted but I myself did not see this. In short, due to the police and the Antifa, nobody was able to pass through to attend the conference. I myself never made it though some of my friends did because they arrived at about 7am in preparation. At about 1 or so I was resting up, licking my wounds over a liter of Kolsch in a pub when I heard celebratory shouting and cheering. I assume this is when the people got word that the conference had been officially shut down.

The streets from that point on were entirely controlled by the Antifa and other thugs. The police removed air cover later in the day and many of the police had retreated to the right side of the Rhine while more Antifa poured over the rail bridge from the left. It was such a joke. The police never secured the rail bridge. They instead secured the Deutz bridge for what looked to me as just a show of force but with no intended result. The Antifa kept coming over the rail bridge and basically set up a rectangular perimeter on the left side of the Rhine over which they had total control. You could clearly see the police had pulled back and grouped themselves on the Deutz bridge outside of this perimeter. The perimeter itself ran basically from the rail bridge to the Deutz bridge, from Hohestrasse to Frankenwerft and the waterfront. Despite my earlier troubles I decided I was not running back to my hotel. I stayed out and documented the absolute anarchy that carried on throughout the day and night. I got into a couple more scuffles that night over being called a “Jew” by so-called anti-fascists but mostly I just watched Germany descend into the worst chaos and darkness since the 1920s and 30s. I finally went home around 11:30pm Saturday night and noticed that I had a major problem with my ribs. That’s when I first sent word to Gates of Vienna

Later that night, I was disgusted by how the television reports boasted and bragged about how the citizens rose up and drove out the “fascists”. They gloated about how the “Nazis” had no support and “nobody showed up to attend the conference”. Now I can’t tell it like Fjordman can tell it, but that was definitely propaganda produced by brute physical force and condoned by the local government.

I really left out a lot of detail due to space on your blog but this was a general overview of what happened. I want to say in closing that I do not blame the Muslims for what they do. It is in their nature. If you leave a raw steak around your neck and walk amongst ravenous dogs, you are bound to be attacked. They have their agenda and they are not afraid to admit this is war. If we are weak, the smart enemy will hit us in that spot.

So I can’t blame them for smelling victory and going for it at every opportunity. No, the greatest threat to European society and the west in general, are the neo-Bolshevik hordes of the Antifa and the Socialist elite of the EU. These people are committing the greatest atrocity and betrayal of western society in the history of mankind. They want nothing less than to destroy our morality, our culture, our way of life and everything that our ancestors fought and bled for. I hope everyone who reads this realizes that the true enemy is socialism and its surrogates.

— Aviel