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In Germany,
a therapeutic country retreat
commandeered for a disturbing goal.
Gebhardt becomes a credible contestant
for the title of the most twisted Nazi doctor.
In Malaysia,
an engineering workhorse drawn into a colonial conflict.
This is a story of conquest, greed and exploitation,
and it doesn't end well.
And a rural site in Texas
that impacted the lives of millions
for better and for worse.
It wasn't until years later that I really understood
what I had participated in.
In the sleepy German town of Lychen,
70 miles north of Berlin,
is a collection of magnificent buildings
tainted by an unspeakable tragedy.
We're away from the city here.
We're out in the fresh air of the countryside.
We've got charming German-looking buildings.
It could be a boarding school. It could be a barrack. It could be a spa.
I mean, you go down to the lower level,
and there are these big sort of bathing pools.
When you take a closer look, you start to see hints of what this place was.
We see the tiled floors, the tiled walls.
This place is designed so that whatever splatters on the walls,
can be scrubbed down and disinfected.
It has all the hallmarks of an old hospital.
Under the influence of a tyrannical regime,
its function veered dangerously off course.
Historically, this site has many layers,
but it's the role it played during World War II
that is particularly chilling.
This was meant to be a place of healing.
It turned into a place of terror.
What happened here is the stuff of nightmares.
The first day I was here in Lychen,
it was the same weather as today.
It's beautiful in the summer here.
It's beautiful in the winter.
Developer Max Siegmann bought this property in 2021.
He was drawn to its potential as a peaceful retreat for busy Berliners.
He also understood it is a site burdened by its past.
For us, it's important
that the history will not be forgotten
and we are responsible for this place,
even the dark historic.
In the beginning,
its purpose couldn't have been more different.
The facility was originally founded in 1902 by the German Red Cross
to treat patients suffering from tuberculosis.
People were breathing bad air
and their lungs were becoming infected,
and it was believed that you had to remove them from the urban environment
and get them into a clean place
where they would breathe clean air.
We have patient rooms with a lot of windows.
They have a lot of space compared to modern hospital buildings.
It was a very famous place.
It was called the Hohenlychen Sanatorium.
In the decades to come, it would become infamous.
The history of this site
was transformed by the activities of Dr. Karl Gebhardt.
When he emerges in the '20s and '30s,
he's seen as a very innovative surgeon.
He served in the First World War.
He became fascinated with treating battlefield injuries.
After the First World War,
there were these militias called Freikorps,
of people who were trying to exert political power
through violence,
and Gebhardt
and Heinrich Himmler, chief of the SS,
were buddies from that period.
And Gebhardt becomes someone who earns
his credibility with the Nazis
by having been in from the beginning.
And so he's then recognized as being this leading surgeon
by the Third Reich.
Himmler adopts Dr. Karl Gebhardt
as his personal physician.
As Hitler consolidated his grip on power
in the 1930s,
he began removing Jewish people from positions of authority
and replaced them with trusted Nazi allies.
The Jewish physician that ran this sanatorium
was one of those stripped of his role.
In 1933, Gebhardt was given control of Hohenlychen.
Under his leadership,
it became the first sports-medicine clinic in Germany.
It was all part of the Nazi vision
to create a superior master race.
So Karl Gebhardt was revolutionary in his methods.
He believed in physiotherapy.
He believed in treating the injured
with open air and physical exercise.
He's a sports scientist.
He's all about taking sports injuries like a torn meniscus
and repairing it
and making excellent sports people,
better sports people.
We are now in the operation rooms
where the surgeries took place.
And as you can see behind me, we have a glass window
so trainee doctors could watch the operations.
At the Berlin Olympics in 1936,
Gebhardt got the chance
to demonstrate his achievements to the world.
Dr. Gebhardt became chief physician of the Olympic Games,
and this facility became the main hospital for the Olympic athletes.
The site here grows again in that time period.
They built a swimming hall.
They built a sports hall.
The controversial games
are best remembered for American sprinter Jesse Owens,
winning a record of four gold medals.
The Buckeye Bullet stepped into his destined role
to win in the phenomenal time of ten and two-third seconds,
breaking all existing world records.
Yet Owen's triumph was not enough
to stop the Germans from winning the most medals,
and Gebhardt was lauded for the success.
After the Olympic Games, Dr. Gebhardt's position rises.
Next to Hein Himmler, all other high-ranked Nazi persons
got their surgeries here.
Even Hitler visited this place.
But after the outbreak of World War II,
Hohenlychen was turned into a military hospital,
and the type of operations carried out here by Gebhardt
would follow a much darker path.
They are the kinds of activities
that are so extraordinarily abhorrent
that they stand against the very notion
of what we think a doctor should be capable of doing.
2 In Germany, are the remains of a sports medicine hospital
run by pioneering Nazi doctor Karl Gebhardt.
Under his leadership, it would turn into hell on earth.
It all started when a high-ranking SS official
named Reinhard Heydrich
was badly injured in an assassination attempt by the Czech resistance.
They chuck a grenade into his car
and Heydrich's body is filled with bits of springs and dirt,
and Heydrich is dying of sepsis.
Who better to try to bring him back to life than Dr. Gebhardt?
At the time,
German doctors had access to an early antibiotic
called sulfonamide.
But Gebhardt was skeptical about its effectiveness,
and declined to use it.
And so Heydrich dies.
He might have died anyway, his injuries are pretty severe.
But Gebhardt's rivals inside the Nazi states are saying,
"You see, Gebhardt killed Heydrich
because he wouldn't use sulfonamide on him."
Gebhardt was facing ruin.
He had to prove that his methods
weren't the reason for Heydrich's death.
Himmler advised him to conduct human experiments
to prove that sulfonamide would not have saved Heydrich.
Gebhardt gets women from Ravensbruck concentration camp,
women who are going to be killed by the Nazis anyway.
He breaks their legs,
he drives bits of wood and hair into their bodies.
These poor victims fester for days on end
as the infections develop and gangrene develops.
Gebhardt then administered sulfonamide to some of the patients,
leaving others as a control group.
But the experiment was rigged to ensure
Gebhardt got the results he wanted.
Gebhardt creates a house of horrors.
They are tortured to death with infection.
In total, 84 women were put through this sickening ordeal.
Twenty-one of them died either from infection
or because they were murdered to cover up the evidence.
But Gebhardt didn't stop there.
His experiments continued,
this time to treat amputee soldiers.
He's basically... takes concentration camp prisoners and he says,
"Hey, you know, this German soldier needs an arm.
Why don't I just take your arm and try to attach it to this German soldier?"
The German authorities regarded all of these
activities as justifiable
because they regarded those that were being
experimented on
as being genetically and racially inferior.
The terrible crimes perpetrated here
continued until Stalin's Red Army defeated the Nazis
at the Battle of Berlin in 1945.
The Soviets then took control of Hohenlychen to use as an Army hospital.
But Karl Gebhardt's vile actions were not forgotten.
Miraculously, many of the poor
concentration camp inmates survived,
and they would testify against him after the war,
when he was brought to justice at Nuremberg.
Karl Gebhardt.
They lived to see Gebhardt executed.
Their character was stronger
than the Nazi death machine.
What happened at Hohenlychen will always be remembered.
Now, Max Siegmann is working towards a brighter future.
In the past, we have a dark history.
But it does have a beautiful architecture, it's worth saving this place.
We will develop a wellness resort.
We have holiday flats. It's a place for everybody here.
In the Malaysian state of Perak,
is a technological heavyweight that helped build a nation.
We're in a swampy tropical area,
and this massive structure is floating in the middle of this body of water.
It must be 200 ft. long, five stories high.
At first glance, it could be a giant fishing trawler,
but there's only one problem with that.
The ocean is over 30 miles away.
In fact, this entire waterway is landlocked.
How did this hulking beast get here in the first place,
and what was it for?
A cavernous interior lined with heavy machinery
is the first piece of the puzzle.
There are massive cogs, thick metal cables.
These are all telltale signs of a massive industrial enterprise.
On the front, you've got these huge, rusting buckets
which seem to be designed for scooping stuff out of the ground,
and you can only assume that was something valuable.
It would transform the economy,
making this place one of the most profitable countries
ruled over by the British.
The resources' incredible value also made it a target.
We're talking invasion by the Japanese
and violent attacks by Communist guerrillas,
all of which played their part
in the downfall of the world's biggest empire.
If you looked around this region half a century ago,
you'd have seen over 50 machines like this
dominating the landscape.
Today, this rusting relic is one of the last.
What we see here is a great example
of taking an industry that had been around for over 100 years
in a low tech way,
and then mechanize it, even supersize it.
That industry was tin mining,
and it was one of the reasons the British Empire became so powerful
in the late 19th and early 20th century.
To understand Britain's complex relationship with Malaysia,
you have to rewind to the 1700s.
Back then, Malaysia didn't exist.
And this region was part of the Malay Peninsula,
which consisted of multiple regional kingdoms.
This was an era when much of Europe
was trying to establish different empires.
The British were desperate to get a foothold in Southeast Asia
to protect and dominate trade with China.
To do their dirty work,
the monarchy used the services of the East India Company.
The East India company was possibly
the most powerful corporation in history.
The English crown said,
"You can have an exclusive contract to venture out there,
trade with the natives, subdue them if you have to,
and bring back anything of value."
After that, it was only a matter of time
before the empire's tentacles spread further across the region
until eventually they controlled all the Malay states
and Singapore.
This was classic colonialism,
and for its time, it was very, very successful.
At first, the British made their money through taxation and trade.
But that all changed after the discovery of large tin deposits
in the mid-1800s.
Tin is valuable, partly because it resists rust very well.
So when you hear the phrase "tin can",
it's not actually a can made of tin.
It's a steel can coated with tin.
Initially, the British leased the mining operations to the Chinese,
who had fled from their own country
to escape instability and poverty.
Local museum curator Jacky Chew
is an expert on the history of tin mining in this region.
In the year of 1860,
we have about 20,000 Chinese miners.
And another 10 years down the road,
40,000 Chinese miners.
In the early stages, the Chinese mining method,
basically, is human labor intensive
without any help of the machineries.
Even so, they still produced a large amount of tin,
which made the British a small fortune.
About a quarter of the demand came from the United States of America
in the late 1800s.
The British soon realized
they could get an even bigger share of the revenue
by taking more control of the industry,
and they knew that in order to maximize profits,
they needed to mechanize.
2 In Malaysia is a mechanical marvel
central to the British Empire's plans to control
one of the country's most valuable natural resources.
It was called the Tanjung Tualang Tin Dredge No. 5
or TT5 for short.
This one first began operating in 1938.
The dredge has a long series of large buckets
connected on a chain that can
roll down into the water,
scoop up the material and then bring it up
and dump it inside the structure.
This was then transported along the length of the dredge,
where heavy machinery would separate out
the valuable tin from the waste
which was dumped out the back.
So the purity of the tin ore
would be as high as 70%.
All this tin ore
will be pumped out from this two outlet
to this big metal bucket.
It was a tough job with long hours.
And in return, the workers were well paid,
and their families received education and health care.
But soon, the TT5 would grind to a sudden and dramatic halt.
War was coming,
and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it.
Many people believed that Japan's first major attack of World War II
took place at Pearl Harbor.
But 90 minutes earlier,
the Japanese launched a surprise invasion of Malaya.
The British troops were not remotely prepared for this attack.
The British have wrong strategies to defend Malaya
because they always assume
the Japanese will be invade from the sea, from Singapore.
Instead, the Japanese launched simultaneous operations,
invading from the north of the country near the Thai border.
They then fought their way south,
inflicting heavy losses as they went.
Despite their numerical inferiority,
it was a total bloodbath.
In the end, 85,000 troops were captured.
Churchill described the defeat
as the greatest disaster that has ever befallen British arms.
One of the motives for the Japanese invasion
was to take control of the tin industry,
which they needed for their war effort
and economic self-sufficiency.
The British knew exactly what the Japanese were after
and did everything they could to destroy the tin mining operations
as they retreated.
The Japanese occupation lasted three-and-a-half years
until their surrender in 1945,
after which the British quickly returned and rebuilt the mines.
Yet there was a bigger issue they now had to face up to.
The British Empire was dying and its colonies could smell blood.
The image of the British, the mighty British
started to crumble
after the Japanese occupation in Malaya.
In 1947, India gains independence from the British,
and this sets off a chain reaction
all over the empire.
Malaya's multicultural population
was a powder keg set to explode.
And the tin mining industry would yet again
be caught in the crossfire.
So 37% of the country was Chinese
and they lived in the poorest conditions
and had the fewest civil rights.
The Communist Party of Malaya
and their armed wing,
the Malayan National Liberation Army,
took advantage of their discontent
to start a rebellion.
What followed became known as the Malayan Emergency.
It began in 1948.
The MNLA targeted police stations,
derailed trains
and attacked rubber plantations and tin mines,
including tin dredges like this,
The use of tin in canned goods
generated so much money
for Britain's struggling economy.
The government had to do everything in their power
to protect the industry.
As these insurrections got more violent,
Britain decided to bring in troops to defend its operations.
By around 1955,
many of the insurgents had been killed or captured,
but the MNLA refused to give up.
The British command realized
that they needed to win hearts and minds
and so promised to grant independence to the country
once the guerrillas were defeated.
The plan worked
with the support of Malay battalions.
The insurgency was crushed.
And on August 31st, 1957,
Britain granted Malaya its independence.
In 1960,
the new Malaysian government declared the emergency
officially over.
Throughout the conflict, the TT5 remained operational.
In 1976, almost 20 years after independence,
a Malaysian owned mining corporation
took control for the first time.
This was a significant
and symbolic step for the country.
But this new era of Malaysian run mining didn't last long.
In the 1980s,
a perfect storm of reduced demand and rising costs
led to the complete collapse of the global tin industry.
In 1982, the owners of the TT5 ceased
all tin mining operations and retired the dredge.
The effect was devastating for the local community.
For so many years,
it had been such a stable employer.
After the collapse of the tin industry,
most of the Malaysian tin dredges
were dismantled and sold for scrap.
But not the TT5, that survived.
Then, in 1997,
it was donated to the state government
so it could be turned into a historical site,
a way to preserve some of the history of this region.
In West Texas, near the city of El Paso,
is a dilapidated ruin
where hope and hardship collided.
Right on the edge of town is a strange compound
of single storey adobe buildings.
Initially, you're thinking this might be some kind of ranch
with the central space used for horses or other farm animals.
But there's something odd,
almost prison-like, about the layout.
Over time, the role of this site
would change from a place of shelter
to a den of exploitation.
One structure in particular
symbolizes the level of mistreatment.
It looks like you would have been forced
to walk through this long, windowless metal tube.
Hundreds of thousands of people came.
They didn't know what to expect.
They were often very young.
They were scared.
Those who arrived here
did so by choice.
For some, it was a decision they lived to regret.
This was the start of a national program
that changed the face of America forever.
However, many of the people were treated like animals,
and faced racism
from the very people they were here to help.
2 In Texas, on the outskirts of El Paso,
is a neglected structure that was supposed to deliver
the dream of a better life.
Yolanda Leyva is a historian at the University of Texas.
She grew up near this dusty border site
with a complex past.
I just think of all the stories of the men
that came with such hope.
They went through very extensive medical tests
while they were here.
When first conceived,
it was part of the solution
to an unprecedented state crisis.
The original reason this place exists
dates back to the Civil War era.
Of the 70,000 or so Texans that served,
about 24,000 were killed outright.
Suddenly, Texas had more widows
and orphans than ever before,
and this was well before any type of
social program like Social Security.
So counties would set up what were called poor farms
for poor people.
And basically provided them room and board.
But they would have to work.
This poor farm, which opened in 1915,
catered to elderly people and children.
And it was run by the O'Shea family.
They called it the Rio Vista Farm.
Life was tough, but for many
it was their best shot at survival.
Helen O'Shea Keleher would go to at El Paso
every Monday and go to court.
And see which children were being taken
from their mothers,
usually because the mothers
were not able to provide for their kids.
And she would bring them here.
So several thousand children went through this place.
Helen O'Shea Keleher's kindness meant Rio Vista
became a beacon of hope for those that needed it.
But in the early 1940s,
America's involvement in a global conflict
began the process of turning this site
into something far more ominous.
With the onslaught of World War II,
there were new challenges,
and one of those was related to labor.
Thousands of young men were shipping abroad to fight,
and American farms were facing
a desperate shortage of workers.
The U.S. was in danger of running low on food
and the government was forced to turn to a former rival for help.
Mexico agreed to assist
with the temporary worker program.
They saw this as a way to assist the war effort
and boost their own economy.
It became known as the Bracero program,
a Spanish term meaning manual labor.
They worked on farms throughout the country,
making it possible for the U.S. economy
to face the challenges imposed upon it by the war.
When the Bracero program first started in 1942,
it was very celebrated.
There were parades, for the Braceros,
and they called them soldiers of the fields.
The program was so successful, it continued,
even after World War II ended.
By 1951,
a new site was needed to house the U.S. headquarters,
and Rio Vista's location next to the border
made it the perfect base.
Celia Castro Berton was a secretary here when it first opened.
When I started working at Rio Vista,
I was 19-years old
and we were asked to ask questions of the Braceros
and type the contract.
The contract included, like the name, the address,
age and where they wanted their money to be sent.
This agreement included basic provisions
for living conditions and wages,
specifically 30 cents an hour for agricultural workers.
People waited by the thousands
at these recruitment centers,
hoping for a chance to cross the border.
It's estimated that some 880,000 Mexican workers
were processed through this farm.
But none could have predicted the high hardship
and trauma that awaited their arrival.
It was an ordeal that began when the program first started
during World War II.
This hut is the most important building here
because this is what the men remember.
When they talk about it, they cry.
In this purpose filled metal hut,
they were fumigated with toxic chemicals.
This was supposedly to delice the men.
The men who sprayed them were instructed to spray them
in their hair, to spray in their ears,
to spray in their genitals.
While the officials wore masks,
the workers were offered no such protections.
We know that it was DDT, which in the 70s
was banned because it's carcinogenic.
What the men always remember is that that was the beginning
of feeling like they were treated like animals.
At the time,
the effects of DDT were not well recognized.
Even so, much of what happened was kept hidden from the women
working in the contract rooms.
I don't believe that this was part of
what they wanted to be known to the public.
It wasn't until years later that I really understood
and knew what was going on
or what I had participated in.
After being processed and fumigated,
the Braceros were relocated to farms across the country.
When the men left Rio Vista,
their mistreatment only continued.
While this program offered certain protections,
the cracks would soon begin to show.
2 In Texas is the ruin of a site used
to process Mexican agricultural workers brought to America
as part of the Bracero program.
The men came for a better life.
The reality they found was very different.
Despite the regulations,
many farmers tried to get around them.
Providing crowded slum-like housing
or even charging people rent
for lodgings that should have been free.
So I have actually seen a paycheck of a Bracero
that was one cent after they took away all those charges
that the employer charge them for.
Over time, the program began to come under fire,
drawing more and more criticism for worker exploitation.
It would take a tragic accident
to draw national attention
to the abusive Bracero program.
In September 1963,
58 workers were riding
on their employer's crudely made bus in Chualar, California.
When crossing a set of railroad tracks,
the makeshift bus was hit by a freight train.
Thirty-two people were killed and 25 more were injured.
It's said to be the most fatal car accident
in all of US history.
The Chualar bus crash
shone a light on the poor treatment of Braceros,
proving that their employers did not care about their well being
even to the the point of providing safe transport.
Under pressure from unions and other social welfare groups,
the program was discontinued in 1964
After this, the Rio Vista farm was no longer needed.
It first passed into the hands of the local county
and then to the city of Socorro.
Throughout those years, the old buildings fell into ruin.
But many of the men remained
and in the 1980s,
where there was an amnesty program, many of the men were able
to legalize their status,
and that was 20 years of being here
without papers.
In 2023,
Rio Vista Farm was designated
as a national historic landmark.
Ensuring that its story will be told for future generations.
The Bracero program had a very important legacy for the United States.
It saved our economy during World War II,
but also the men who stayed
became US citizens
and their children were born here.
They have contributed so much to their communities.
In northeast Italy,
In the shadow of towering mountain peaks,
lies the devastating outcome of Mother Nature's fury.
In the foothills of the Alps,
as beautiful and dramatic as the scene is,
hidden among the vegetation,
eerie remains begin to appear.
Sat high above the town
is what was once quite a grand church.
But the roof is missing
and entire walls have come crashing down.
So what happened?
Inside the town's buildings,
it's evident that whatever misfortunes struck here occurred quickly
and with phenomenal force.
You start to see the scraps of people's lives
as furniture, shoes, clothes
and children's work books open
as though they've just finished their homework.
Which suggests they could have been running for their lives.
In the moment, there was panic.
Everything was shaking.
People could barely stand.
The threat was always hanging over here.
It was part of daily life.
But eventually, some would pay the ultimate price.
My dad, my mum, myself, my wife
and my children used to live in this house.
We used to live well because we also had some farmland.
We had cows.
Giuseppe Bulfon was born in this rural town
in 1936.
For 40 years, it was the place he called home.
There were two taverns and two shops.
We had everything we needed to live here.
This is the town of Portis.
For centuries, it stood proud
with a small yet thriving community.
So this town is really what you would think of
when you think of rural Italy.
On Saint's days, people would march
to the town and have celebrations and festivals.
It was a beautiful, quiet life here,
but little did the residents know
that disaster was just around the corner.
2 In the centuries old Italian town of Portis,
residents lived an idyllic life.
But soon the peace would be shattered.
At 09:00 p.m. on May 6th, 1976,
the ground beneath Giuseppe Bulfon's feet began to violently shift.
Everyone came out of their homes.
We were all outside.
I felt the ground shaking.
I couldn't walk.
It was a massive 6.5 magnitude earthquake,
and Portis was a little over five miles from the epicenter.
Very quickly giant cracks start to appear in the buildings.
It is obvious that the place is unsafe
and people are really scared.
Then the second shockwave came.
It was rumbling.
The ground trembled for one minute.
My wife came outside shouting.
"Come here. So that we all die together,
together with our children."
Giuseppe and his family were fortunate to survive.
Other members of the community were not so lucky.
Unfortunately, six people were killed
as they were trying to escape,
Running through those narrow streets
when an old house collapsed right on top of them.
In addition to the town of Portis that was destroyed,
over 150,000 people across the region were homeless overnight.
In the aftermath,
the town's residents were forced to move
into temporary accommodations.
When the immediate danger had passed,
they returned to survey the damage.
They bury the dead
and try to figure out what to do next.
Many hoped they could rebuild,
forget the terrible event,
and return to life at Portis,
as it had been before the earthquake.
The government brought in geologists to study this space.
They knew the people wanted to continue to live there.
But unfortunately, the geologists knew
that the town would never be safe again.
The cause of the danger was a steep sided cliff
that overshadowed Portis.
There was this gigantic overhang of rock,
and the scientists found that it had been fractured
by the first earthquake.
And feared that if there was another one,
the whole thing could come crashing down
right on top of Portis.
But the residents
did not want to give up their homes without a fight.
Tensions get very high, with the government saying
you can't come home again
and the people of the town saying,
no, we're coming home again.
To the point of putting giant signs up saying,
"Portis must be reborn here."
But just four months later,
the resident's worst nightmares became a reality.
On September 15th, 1976,
disaster struck yet again.
At the time, Giuseppe Bulfon
was in the neighboring town, catching up with old friends.
We were sitting in the Caffรจ Vecchio
in Via della Stazione, drinking.
I just saw the mountain coming down.
It was huge, yes, huge.
"Now it's all over", I said.
Thousands of tons of rock sheared off the mountain
and hurtled towards the town below with a deafening roar.
The landslide smashed into the church cemetery
and made it as far as the road that lies next to the town.
The town is declared completely unsafe
and the line is drawn.
You will never go back to your homes again.
Giuseppe and all the residents of Portis
had no choice but to abandon their homes
and move to a nearby city.
Eventually, on December 15th 1978,
the authorities announced that they would found a new town.
Portis Nuovo, New Portis, less than a mile up the road,
I wanted to go back to my town.
I was always here
even when I was living somewhere else.
The land is calling.
Some of the people that grew up there
or loved Old Portis,
still have that connection, still want to be a part of it.
And while many of the homes are deemed too unsafe to enter,
the gardens are still tended by some,
keeping the connections to their ancestral homes alive.
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