Gangsters vs. Nazis: How Jewish Mobsters Battled Nazis in WW2 Era America

by Michael Benson

But Cohen, who was tough but not Superman, had to knock their heads together a couple of times and only managed to make them groggy.

He was a super hero.

During his capture, he ranted, “We need a Hitler in this country. The people here have too much freedom! Heil Hitler!”

It took awhile, but Winterscheidt got his fucking wish. Makes me wanna go punch Nazis.

The paper also reported that witnesses against Winterscheidt, including the victim, received threatening phone calls from men with German accents before they were scheduled to testify.

History loves to repeat itself.

With that, Starnes turned a scary shade of red, sprung to his feet, and shoved photographers and reporters aside as he headed for the witness. A vein at his temple visibly pounded.

Rep. Starnes was gonna punch a Nazi.

The trick was to keep Kid Twist alive long enough to testify, an impossible task as it turned out, as Twist fell, jumped or was pushed out of the sixth-floor window of Coney Island’s Half Moon Hotel,

That's a perfectly natural death in Russia right now.

Brin made a series of exposés out of those stolen documents, and today the papers live in the Western States Jewish History Archives at UCLA. He lived to be eighty-eight and died in 2003.

Damn. This man's balls needed a hearse all to themselves when he passed away.

where he once got in trouble for breaking the teeth of a sergeant who called him a “Jew bastard.”

Punching bigots - yay or nay?

Bishop Edward Aloysius Mooney, later Cardinal Mooney, told Coughlin that only if he discontinued his politics would he remain pastor of the Church of the Little Flower.

Gotta keep 'em separated! State and Church, that is.

When does our hero charge in and sock the Nazi, with his philosophy of hate, right on the jaw?

Herb Brin as he appeared around 1960. As an investigative reporter, he broke news concerning Schindler’s list, the Kennedy-Krushchev summit, endangered Soviet Jews, and was standing near Robert F. Kennedy when he was assassinated.

"Sorry, Mr. President. Fixed points in time."