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>One of the traits measured by the camp doctors was ticklishness. The brutish races were, as a rule, dumb and unfeeling. The German people had a level of sensitivity adequate for survival as well as horseplay, which helped stimulate racial solidarity and Volkish fellow-feeling. But what surprised the Nazi doctors the most was that the subhuman Poles were possessed by an incapacitating, disabling ticklishness: a fact, the Nazis believed, doubtless known and appreciated – perhaps augmented – by the Jews.
>Simply poke a Pole in the ribs, and he would squeal like a girl and fold over on himself. Run feathers over a Polish girl’s skin, and her flesh would erupt in goosebumps; continue, and very promptly she would beg, in her alien tongue, for mercy. One Einzatsgruppen journal describes the capture of a 19 year old Polish partisan – a naifish boy with only the vaguest hints of down on his cheeks – and the way in which the commandos, bored and frustrated by countless months of fighting, began to entertain themselves by squeezing his sides. Very soon they had the young man stripped naked and lashed to a tree so that the ticklish canvas of his whole body could be exploited in full – his armpits, thighs, sides and feet receiving particular attention from the vengeful SS men – and he was tormented in this way by almost the whole unit until finally he passed out, red and panting, with exhaustion. Then, a bucket of freezing water was thrown over him and his torture began anew. He was, the diary records, kept in this condition for several weeks, trussed up and bothered by German hands day and night, until finally an Obersturmbannführer, alarmed by the impropriety of the unit, walked up to the poor lad, hogtied and blindfolded in some NCO’s car boot, and shot him in the temple.
https://www.bbc.com/news/world-europe-49523932
>Simply poke a Pole in the ribs, and he would squeal like a girl and fold over on himself. Run feathers over a Polish girl’s skin, and her flesh would erupt in goosebumps; continue, and very promptly she would beg, in her alien tongue, for mercy. One Einzatsgruppen journal describes the capture of a 19 year old Polish partisan – a naifish boy with only the vaguest hints of down on his cheeks – and the way in which the commandos, bored and frustrated by countless months of fighting, began to entertain themselves by squeezing his sides. Very soon they had the young man stripped naked and lashed to a tree so that the ticklish canvas of his whole body could be exploited in full – his armpits, thighs, sides and feet receiving particular attention from the vengeful SS men – and he was tormented in this way by almost the whole unit until finally he passed out, red and panting, with exhaustion. Then, a bucket of freezing water was thrown over him and his torture began anew. He was, the diary records, kept in this condition for several weeks, trussed up and bothered by German hands day and night, until finally an Obersturmbannführer, alarmed by the impropriety of the unit, walked up to the poor lad, hogtied and blindfolded in some NCO’s car boot, and shot him in the temple.
https://www.bbc.com/news/world-europe-49523932
