Eugenics And Dysgenics Pt.2b-7

The Mysteries Of The Second Thirty Years War

by

R.E. Prindle

Continued from Pt. 2b-6

-VI-

 

Let us return to the Bolshevik Revolution and come forward. The Bolshevik Revolution, the October Revolution, occurred at the end of 1917. At that time the War Industries Board in the US was in existence but not in its final form. The WIB was reorganized in March of 1918 and Bernard Baruch was named its autocrat, its Czar with unlimited powers. This cannot be too much emphasized; to oppose him was to incur his wrath and he could dispossess you of your industrial possessions. Baruch then reorganized the US into a totalitarian State. Between him and George Creel of the CPI- Committee of Public Information the State was put into a condition of Total War.

You look into the abyss and the abyss looks back at you. The US was not isolated; what happened in the US didn’t necessarily stay in the US. Europeans were watching and the US was setting examples. The organization of the country and its peoples for Total War. This organization of the Country for Total War was much admired by the soon to emerge NSDAP of Germany. George Creel’s

 

astounding organization of propaganda under the auspices of the Committee for Public Information squelched all dissent and put the US in lockstep.

At the same time Baruch’s organization of not only industrial America but the regimentation or proposed regimentation of the people won the admiration of the Italian dictator, Benito Mussolini who organized Italy along the same lines to be followed by Wolf Hitler in Germany. To this may be added that US businessmen viewed the right about face of American civilization from individualism to extreme collectivism with amazement. They saw that the ability to manipulate the population so easily opened new doors.

Communism, like it or not, is a form of Judaism. Fascism is a reaction to Communism and makes Fascism also related to Judaism in form. Fascism was essentially a creation of Bernard Baruch who was Jewish thus confirming Fascism as a variation of Judaism.

So it was that the advent of Communism and its Fascist offshoot began to reorganize Western Civilization. All the rules were changed overnight, but this was recognized by few people. The majority continued to act according to established mores but those mores no longer produced the same result. Thus the sense of direction was lost. Still, a great Judaization of Western Civilization had been achieved. Monumental. Plus the years 1917-20 had been thrown into complete turmoil. Perhaps the temporary wartime unanimity achieved in the US spoiled the Wilson administration.

President Wilson of the US had concocted a notion of a League of Nations that was supposed to function like clockwork to prevent future wars. The League was actually formed in Europe but Wilson needed the consent of the Senate to permit the US to join. Certain idealists or utopians were absolutely convinced of the League’s potential efficacy and were urgent in the need for its acceptance. Other realists in the Senate scoffed at the idea and rejected the League.

Wilson nearly killed himself in campaigning for it but was incapacitated for life by a stroke instead.   The last two years of his presidency found him bedbound and unable to function. It seems clear that otherwise he would sought a third term to achieve his purpose. The Democratic candidates for the 1920 election, James Cox and Franklin Delano Roosevelt pledged to realize the League’s adoption. The Republican candidate Warren Harding gave some vague assurances. Harding won the election and the League was forgotten.

Now there came a crisis in ideology. The advocates of the League felt they had the moral high ground while being absolutely right. They were shattered by their rejection. The feeling was not unlike when Donald Trump upset the plans of the League’s successors in the 2016 election.

The feeling then was that the multitude of ‘deplorables’ could not be trusted to do the right thing, in effect that democracy was a failure. It followed then that some method of control must be adopted to ensure that the public accepted the wishes of their betters. The question was how. Perhaps goaded to action by President Harding’s inauguration on March 5, 1921, on July 29th, 1921 the members filed articles of incorporation as the Council On Foreign Relations. The method was to work from the top down. There was to be a new concept of democracy. The CFR would select and groom both the candidates for the presidency. The goal was a one party system, essentially a constitutional dictatorship not too dissimilar from the lines of the Soviet Union, Italy and finally Germany but with he illusion of choice and ‘democracy.’

Both candidates were to be selected by them so that barring differences in personal style the program would be the same. The twenties were held by the rump of the post-Civil War Gilded Age GOP but with the 1932 election FDR became the CFR’s first president and with the possible exceptions of Kennedy and Nixon the CFR candidates were presidents until the current Donald Trump upset the plan.

The Jews, who although affiliated with the CFR, functioned autonomously. As noted, the years 1918-21 were fraught with difficulties for them. They, too, fearful of an uncontrolled public had to devise methods of thought control. Fortunately for them their man, the psychologist Sigmund Freud, remained on post in Vienna until 1938 when because of the Nazi presence it was thought judicious for him to remove to England.

It is impossible to stress the importance of this man too much. His influence has never been properly defined but in my opinion he is the ‘grey eminence’ behind the period from c. 1900 to c. 1945 although he committed suicide in 1939. He had had cancer of the mouth for twenty years but it still hadn’t killed him. The stench from his wounds was so bad that his dog wouldn’t come close to him preferring to sit on the far side of the room. Tragic story, actually.

Freud, back at the turn of the century, said that he had abandoned hypnotism, then important in treating mental ailments. He found, he said, that he could achieve as much by free association. That is to say he had exchanged one method of hypnotism for another. Now, hypnotism is merely suggestion on a prepared mind. Thus masses of people could be hypnotized at once if you focused their minds and implanted the suggestion. Thus by focusing the mind on the injustice of prejudice as defined by him one could implant the notion of anti-Semitism and that anti-Semitism was a sin or crime of the first magnitude; reprehensible to the nth degree. The idea was sound but how to implement it; what could be the delivery system.

As I mentioned earlier Freud was a member of the Vienna lodge of the International Order of B’nai B’rith. That group was a Jewish brotherhood based on the Freemasonic order. The Vienna lodge met once a week; Freud joined in 1895 and it is said that he attended religiously all his life until he left Vienna. He said that their agenda was a match for his. Freud’s agenda was to destroy Europe and Europeans. Work it out from there.

The B’nai B’rith was and is an international order with headquarters in NYC. All, or nearly all, of the leading Jewish figures in the US spent part or all of their summers in Europe. It is impossible that they didn’t associate with leading figures of European Jewry to plan and conspire.

To use as an example Bernard Baruch, who said he spent his summers in Europe. Baruch had been included in the US contingent to the Paris Peace Conference. There he met and associated with the leading Jewish figures as well as meeting many important Europeans including Winston Churchill with whom he had a close lifelong relationship, even to the point of advancing money that he didn’t expect to be returned. He became fast friends with Churchill spending a week or so in London summers at his home while Churchill when in the US made Baruch’s NYC home his headquarters, according to Baruch.

It would seem certain that Baruch would make a pilgrimage to Vienna to make the acquaintance of the world famous Sigmund Freud. My point here is summers in Europe were great strategy planning sessions for the Jews as Henry Ford indicated.

Now, ever since the Civil War the US had developed a reputation in Europe as a destination of freedom, liberty and economic abundance. I can’t help but believe that Europeans saw Americans as simpletons. Certainly the Jews saw the US as the place where their dream of dominion could be realized unlike Russia where most of them lived.

Already by 1914 millions were in the US while plans were in place to transfer the whole population of European Jewry to the US before the war intervened.

After the war the situation had completely changed. Whole areas were devastated, cities towns and villages destroyed. Hardship and starvation everywhere. US Jews rushed supplies to relieve Jewish distress. From Germany to Russia the war hadn’t even ended as revolution and civil wars continued for years. It is no wonder then that in addition to the whole Jewish population millions upon millions of Europeans were expected to flood into the US, a very desperate mass of people, impoverished and nasty whatevers. Obviously the America of the past would be completely ruined.

Immigration had been building before the war. Even in 1914 in the seven months before the war began 1.4 million people arrived. The total for the year would have been well over two million, a record. Even in 1920 over a million entered. The prospect was for perhaps five million or more a year. A totally unassimilable number. Chaos would have ensued, clear to any sensible American mind.

Such a catastrophe had to be avoided hardwired internationalists were screaming ‘Let ‘em in, bring ‘em over.’ Totally insane.

But finally immigration controls were imposed. National quotas were installed from 1921 to the 1924 Johnson Act. Even then human traffickers smuggled in hundreds of thousands, but at least untold millions were kept at bay. Jewish plans came to naught and the infra structure built at Galveston and New Orleans was never to be used.

Freud, then, devised the psychological assault on Western mores and culture. Borrowing as always Freud had been greatly attracted by the Russian Ivan Pavlov and his studies on conditioning in the early first and second decades. The French psychologist Gustav LeBon had made massive strides in the use of hypnotism by his studies in mob psychology that Freud absorbed and even credited to Le Bon, nearly unique for him. The transitioning of the US from individualism to collectivism by wartime essentially hypnotism and conditioning had made a great impression on both camps. The war had shown what could be done if the right conditions were created, the suggestions planted and repeated conditioning executed.

This begs the question, then, if the Great Depression had been a device to corrupt the US. Certain psychological techniques were being developed to direct public opinion. These were called public relations and advertising. One of the foremost practitioners of both was a Jewish fellow by the name of Edward Bernays. As any student of Freud knows his wife was named Martha Bernays and yes, Edward Bernays was Freud’s nephew, and they did have a fairly close relationship.

Eddie Bernays, a US resident traveled to Vienna to visit his uncle from time to time. They had long talks and summer walks. Eddie Bernays had been associated with Bernard Baruch’s WIB and had kept his eyes open. He had seen the public easily manipulated and was impressed. Such manipulation was discussed in accordance with Freud’s and the B’nai B’rith agenda. Freud gave Bernays a few of his writings to translate and publish which Eddie did. By the twenties the propaganda machine had elevated Freud to one of the world’s three most influential men, along with Einstein and Marx giving in Jewish eyes and a large part of goyish eyes a trifecta, so that Eddie’s relationship with Freud didn’t hurt his career.

Eddie was cold and calculating. He would take any job. During the twenties women were not great smokers. Lucky Strike’s George Washington Hill, wanted to change that he hired Eddie. Actually in order to keep prominent ad men from other employment he hired not only Bernays but the more important Ivy Lee along with the chief advertising agency of the time Albert Lasker’s Lord and Thomas of Chicago. Eddie was paid the least. Eddie in collaboration with fellow Freudian, A.A. Brill came up with the notion of calling cigarettes ‘freedom torches’; got together a group of young society women and on Easter Sunday 1929 had them light up for the NYC Easter Parade. In those days the Easter Parade was a major event where men and women dressed in their very finest strolled through the main streets of town. In his own way Eddie was corrupting Christianity. Irving Berlin, of course, wrote one of his biggest hits about the Easter Parade which according to some Jewish writers turned Easter from a Christian religious event into a fashion parade.

Eddie had the photographers out and the NY Times put a feature on the Freedom Torches on the front page giving it maximum exposure. Women’s mores were changed in the light of a flash bulb.

During the same time radio became a viable medium while sound was introduced to movies. Television had actually been achieved this early while by the late thirties it would have been taken commercial but was delayed by the War emerging after in the late forties. These tremendous propaganda tools would then go to work on American mores.

Just as an interesting aside, Sax Rohmer in one of his Fu Manchu stories of the late thirties had an interesting scene in which the TV screen was used to hypnotize certain subjects. While Rohmer hypnotized one on one, the medium became one of the great mass hypnotic tools of our times.

It was necessary then to control the content of the emerging media propaganda tools. The Jews, of course, deny controlling the media and they attack you as an anti-Semite if you point out the obvious. The basic psychology of the period should be becoming clear. The term anti-Semite was first used in 1875 by the German, Wilhelm Mars, and was appropriated by the Jews and has become the workhorse of their conditioning efforsts. All these media were perfect as hypnoid producers. To get your suggestion through you have to prepare the mind and the sight and sound of movies of movies and TV are the perfect media. Mores are subtly changed, reputations made or destroyed. Notions of good and bad are posited. Slaves and guardians are identified. By the sixties re-education through the media was in high gear.

Things were pretty rough in the twenties and thirties. As WWI pointed out, wars are the perfect vehicles to prepare the mind to accept suggestions. As has been pointed out the Paris Peace Treaties paved the way for WWII and the percipient figured out that would come in twenty years and so it did.   More important for the US the war began with FDR’s inauguration. On the one hand the Jews immediately declared war on Germany and on the other Roosevelt was given dictatorial full war powers to ‘wage war on the depression.’ So, he fumbled through his first two terms waging war on the depression and changing American mores to an incredible degree. A war mentality, then, prevailed throughout Roosevelt’s presidency.

Baruch was plumping for war from 1920 on and that accelerated with FDR’s presidency. He was insisting on preparedness, thus pretty much the war machine that the Prussians were condemned for and which we have achieved since the end of WWII. It was what Eisenhower called the Industrial Military Complex. In other words everything WWII was fought against. Preparedness would advance the collectivity that the Jews desired while a propaganda machine along the lines of the Creel Committee would keep people agitated and open to suggestion much as we have today.

With WWII on their horizon whoever controlled mores when the war came would control the shots. The Democrats figured that after Harding died the colorless Coolidge would be easy to defeat in 1924. Coolidge fooled them and the Coolidge Prosperity, the New Era, the land of millionaires followed. Then when Herbert Hoover handily defeated Al Smith in 1928 the handwriting was on the wall. If the prosperity continued, when the 1940 and the projected war occurred, according the Democrats the wrong people would be calling the shots and the opportunity to remake the country in the Liberal and Jewish image would be missed.

However, if a great depression occurred during Hoover’s administration continuity would be broken and the Democrats would get in and be in when the war and opportunity to reorganize the country could begin in dead earnest.

Wilson had created the Federal Reserve in 1913 and the creation was peculiar. The Federal Reserve is a private bank and outside the control or even influence of the president. While Hoover has been criticized for not reining in the Stock Market all he could is plead with the Federal Reserve to raise the discount rate which he did and was ignored. It follows then that the Fed knew exactly what was happening and making it happen.

The owners of the bank, the Federal Reserve, are nine international, eight since Lehman went bust, plus the Rockefeller interests. They are the only authorized issuers of US currency. They print the money and they collect interest on its use. Every dollar you possess is paying interest to the ten banks of the Fed.

The Fed controls the Discount rate hence the expansion and contraction of the economy. This is solely at the discretion of the Jews. A wonderful if risky way of buying stocks, speculating, is buying on margin. That is, that by putting up a percentage of your own money you can buy 100 percent of the stock. Of course you’re paying interest to the banks on the borrowed margin, which is a nice deal for the banks as your stocks are collateral. If your stock prices contract to a certain point you will have a margin call and be required to deposit more of your own money to fill in the margin. If you are unable to do this, your speculation fails completely and you are bust. A certain risk, you see. So, after having encouraged the speculation the Fed raised the discount rate and the crash occurred. Over production of goods was said to be the cause. OK.

Today the maximum margin you can borrow is fifty percent. In other words if you have hundred dollars in an account you can borrow fifty dollars. In the twenties the margin was 90%. That is, if you had a hundred dollars you could buy a thousand dollars worth of stock but you were really strung out. Obviously, a very small drop in the price of your stocks would elicit a margin call. The lower margin requirement was a dog whistle for speculators.

Once again, President Hoover has been castigated for not ordering the Fed to increase the discount rate earlier to curb speculation before it got out of hand and reduce the speculative fever. But as the Fed, a private corporation, was legally outside the president’s control, all he could do was remonstrate which he did. Thus, just as speculation was at the highest fever pitch the Fed lowered the discount rate and pushed speculation beyond supportable limits; the market came crashing down, and it continued to do so during Hoover’s presidency.

In his autobiography Hoover says that all his recovery efforts were negated by destructive forces as he seemed to on the verge of success. Now, the CFR was founded in 1921. In 1930 Hoover was told to toe the line in the way of collectivism and refused. As a representative of the Old America he was an individualist. But his refusal meant that he was a marked man. Times were changing under the influence of Communist collectivism. The way was being prepared for what Eugene Lyons called The Red Decade, the title of his book, of the thirties and essentially the Roosevelt Administration. Judaism, Fascism, National Socialism are all variations of the same thing, so lesson’s learned under the fascistic rule of Baruch’s WIB now seemed very attractive. Hoover warned emphatically that if Roosevelt were elected collectivism would replace individualism. The electorate didn’t understand or didn’t care.

Roosevelt’s election released repressed collectivism from the repression of the Republican Interregnum and the forces of collectivism flooded back into Washington DC.

The contest for the soul of America was renewed with a vengeance. While the Jews had been excluded by the three twenties’ Republican presidents that did not mean that they were idle. The noise of the seven year Ford campaign had provided a cover for Jewish activities. Even though Harding had suppressed the Communist revolution in the US during the first year of his administration and J. Edgar Hoover became the first director of the new Federal Bureau of Investigation and made his mission the destruction of Communism the socialist impulse was so strong and diverse that it regrouped and functioned as a clandestine organization working underground until Der Tag arrived Roosevelt’s election was Der Tag, the day.

As mentioned the hastening of the day was being continued above ground in a surreptitious way by manipulation of the currency by the Federal Reserve. Not surprisingly Bernard Baruch in his role as Czar of the WIB included the management of the currency as a weapon in organizing the country for total war. Hence the war carried on using the currency as a weapon. The engineered stock market crash of 1929 was the Jewish equivalent of Pearl Harbor.

The crash and the prolongation of the depression reopened the door for the re-entry into Washington and the control of the US no matter how limited by traditions that have never been overcome. Those mores are well founded.

The US was placed on a war footing with the reentry of the Democrats immediately. FDR was given by Congress the role of dictator with full wartime powers, in the ‘war’ against the depression. And this was a war that would never be resolved until the Jewish war against Germany began in 1940-42. In actual fact the Jews in the US declared war on Germany in 1933 when their US spokesman the NYC lawyer and AJC official, Samuel Untermyer announced it. He indirectly spoke in the name of the United States of America with Franklin Delano Roosevelt presiding.

Continued in Part 2b-8

Eugenics and Dysgenics Pt. 2b-4

Mysteries of the Second Thirty Years’ War

by

R.E. Prindle

 

Continued from Pt. 2b-3

-III-

If you remember the myth of Cadmus in Boeotia, who created a civil war the same can be said about the Jews and the Europeans beginning in 1914. There was no compelling reason for WWI. Austria and Serbia was an internal situation used by some anarchist shooting an Austrian prince. Why Russia mobilized against Austria over some slipshod notion of Pan-Slavism isn’t clear. Once Russia mobilized against Austria Germany felt compelled to mobilize against Russia in support of German ruled Austria. England and France had no dog in the fight but attacked Germany. Once a war begins there are unintended consequences, however the intended consequence was happening per Cadmus’ plan; the Europeans were in a civil war and slaughtering each other in droves.

In order to stop the slaughter the Germans attempted a peace initiative in 1916. In the same year the US industrialist, Henry Ford, rented the ship the Oscar II, dubbed the peace ship, sailing to Europe in the hopes of stopping the war by Christmas. Neither Ford nor the Germans were successful as the British and French, who had already lost the cream of their manhood, chose to continue the incredible slaughter, a mass suicide of Lemmings. While the European nations were slaughtering their own, what was the semi-autonomous Jewish nation doing?

The first Russian Revolution driven by the Jews was unsuccessful. But, if at first you don’t succeed, try, try, again. The Jewish hatred of Russia and the Czar was increased by the 1905 failure.

So long as the Czar and Russia were allies of France and England the Jews refused to aid them. They backed Germany that was at war with Russia. The February Revolution of 1917 led by the Jews and headed by the Jew Kerensky, kept Russia in the war. But, the October Bolshevik Revolution eclipsing the one of February took Russia out of the war removing them from the Allies and leaving the Germans in control of South Russia.

The Zionists, always trying to make the best of any disaster, negotiated with the British to give them Palestine as a Jewish State. They succeeded and the British published the Balfour Declaration empowering and embolding them shortly after the Red October Revolution. At that time the Jews threw whatever support they had behind the Allies. Having removed the Czar they now aimed to remove the Kaiser.   Absolute rulers had to be removed; democracies were easier to dominate and manage than monarchies.

The US had entered the war after the February Revolution and would now provide France and England with victory. The US entry into the war would change the US overnight. It is thought that Mussolini invented Fascism but the US beat him to it in 1917-18. The US set the organizational method for Fascism, National Socialism and Communism, and that was done by a Democratic president. All three systems studied the astonishing US model and adapted their systems to it.

One almost thinks that the Euroamerican mentality was reordered at that time. It would appear that the US led the way. It was also true that Fascism, National Socialism and Communism are different variations of Judaism and at this point in history amidst the Jewish Revolution engulfing the US, Europe and Russia it is probably no coincidence. Both the US and Russia at that time became Jewish dominated States while all the various national Communist parties were predominantly Jewish.

It was at this time then that Wilson made the arch Jew, Bernard Baruch the Czar of the War Industries Board and actually a co-president with himself. To call Bernard Baruch a Czar is not exaggeration, he had true autocratic powers granted by Wilson and he wielded them. The WIB under Baruch made the US vertically integrated. All individuality disappeared, subsumed under his unlimited power.

You may smile at what you might consider an extreme exaggeration but read. Baruch was in charge of the whole industrial life of the nation. He could order who made what and when and how. Under the emergency powers of the war he was in charge of all commodities. Using the excuse of the war he did form a deal with the shoe manufacturers under the impress of conserving leather to reduce all shoe styles to three.

His powers existed from March to the armistice in November of 1918. He was in the process of limiting women’s apparel to six different dress styles. And men’s clothing also. This would have realized a Socialist concept of equality. Steel corset stays had been dis-continued to conserve the medal. This seemingly reasonable thing was to change sexual mores, following Freud.

Now, Baruch worked closely with George Creel who ran the CPI, Committee for Public Information. Creel was thoroughly regimenting the American mind. It was the most extraordinarily conceived effort at mind control ever made by any State and it was successful. If you will examine the period you will readily see why the Fascists, National Socialists and Communists were aghast in admiration. Fortunately for the US the war was ended before Baruch could complete his plans although the lessons learned from his actions and those of Creel would influence the future and the US never has recovered the freedom of the Gilded Age. Those freedoms were quickly labeled laissez-faire and laissez-faire was condemned as something immoral.

Baruch’s reign as Czar began in March of 1918 and mercifully ended in November of the same year. But, in those few months he changed the direction of US society lasting to this day with no real letup in sight. He was severely criticized post-war. Neither he nor Creel were allowed the same powers during WWII, kept at a distance.

On p. 27 of American Industry In The War Baruch himself says this:

The Board has been criticized as an institution with tremendous power and no responsibilities; that democracy created a tyrant with power to shatter ordinary rules of business practice even to the extent of undoing contract obligations. A fuller study of what was done will modify this conception. That the powers of the Board were of a quality easily susceptible to abuse and of a kind that should be entrusted only to men of extraordinary integrity and talent cannot be denied.

While not actually denying the charges, only modifying them, Czar Bernard then portrays himself as a man of extraordinary integrity and talent who could be trusted. However as the Jews denied these qualities to Czar Nicholas, while his loyal subjects accorded such attributes to him, it is much more likely that Baruch’s detractor’s were right. Certainly Henry Ford and the Dodge brothers might disagree with Baruch’s opinion of himself. On p. 406 Baruch goes a little further:

During the World War, government had the power to commandeer factories and to operate them under bureaucratic direction. I do not recall a single important industrial enterprise that was thus taken over. This does not mean that the use of the power was never advocated. On the contrary, it was seriously urged in respect of a great industrial plant which was thought by some not to be giving full cooperation to the government. The proposal was split on the rock of this argument:

“Who will run it? Do you know another manufacturer fit to take over its administration? Would you replace a proved expert manager by a problematical mediocrity? After you had taken it over and installed your government employee as manager what greater control would you have then than now? NOW you can choke it to death, deprive it of transportation, fuel, and power, divert its business, strengthen its rivals. Could any disciplinary means be more effective? If you take it over, you can give orders to an employee backed by threat of dismissal and with far less effect than you give them now. Let the management run the plant and you run the management.

It is quite clear who this manufacturer was, it was Henry Ford he was talking about. Be clear, Baruch was violating every tenet Americans believed of themselves. Baruch was putting an end to the individualist mindset and replacing it with a Jewish collectivist mindset. Note the controls that Baruch already had and was using. These means were the same that the Order of B’nai B’rith was employing through its Anti-Defamation League. This was clear to any right thinking person. Under this phony emergency of war Americans were obedient in a way they would never have been otherwise. In Freudian terms the whole corpus of the US was being hypnotized through a traumatic mind set to accept direction from Baruch the Magician, i.e. the hypnotist. This acceptance of his sole direction, a dictatorship, an authoritarian mode, would have post-war post-hypnotic consequences. Of course not all the people would accept the hypnotic suggestion and Henry Ford was one of them along with the Dodge brothers of Dodge Motors. Now, both the Dodges and Henry Ford strenuously objected to Baruch’s methods, and that to the point where members of the WIB were advocating taking Ford Motors away from Ford. Ford’s so-called unexplainable anti-Semitism is becoming more explainable.

Baruch trembled at the thought because there was no one else in the world capable of coming in cold to run the great River Rouge plant; the most vertically integrated plant in the world. Ford owned forests, iron mines, the whole works including a glass factory to mass produce his windows. Before Ford it was impossible to mass produce the millions and millions of glass panes that he needed nearly on a daily basis.

Baruch’ plan wasn’t as good as he thought even though he believed himself that man of destiny of extraordinary integrity and talent.

Here’s an insight from James Grant’s Bernard Baruch: The Adventures Of A Wall Street Legend pp. 178-80:

Just as Baruch reached his financial maturity in the early Bull market, so he hit his political stride in the First World War. In both cases his timing was impeccable. In the first instance he moved stocks in a rising market. In the second he was present at the creation of the twentieth-century American state.

Having made a fortune in Wall Street under a system of low taxes and limited government, Baruch entered public life to help install a regime of relatively high taxes and intrusive government. When he arrived in Washington the public debt was less than $3 billion, personal income taxes were trifling, and national economic planning was alien to the American experience. On his departure in 1919, the public debt totaled $25 billion, tax rates in the top bracket had climbed more than ten fold to 73%, and federal control of economic life was firmly established.

War is a dragooning proposition, and in America, as in other belligerent powers, the divergence between the professed liberal aims of the fight and its wartime conduct was ironically wide. In the name of liberty, the United States government conscripted troops, censured the mails, took over the railroads and telegraph lines and fixed the price of wheat.

Bitter arguments ensued in which the Dodge brothers made ready reference to his ethnicity. It wouldn’t have taken a genius to recognize the Jewishness of Baruch’s plans. According to Baruch Ford made no ethnic references but denounced the plan as totally unnecessary, which it certainly was.

As I say, Baruch’s job lasted only a few months and so he was talented enough to realize Ford’s great River Rouge plant would quickly go to pieces under a mediocrity, he had to make the best of an undesirable situation.

However as an extraordinary and talented person in the Jewish tradition he took the opposition as an insult and never forgave it with consequences, although he boasted that he never bore grudges. So he wasn’t quite the man to wield such total power. Circumstances returned him to ordinary citizenship but with a huge reputation although he had incurred the distrust of others.

After the war came the realization that the Jews were up to something and a worldwide reaction, especially to the takeover of Russia that was rightly seen as a Jewish operation, was begun. And they were, and it was, but the Jews were compelled to deny it and go to some lengths to defuse that reaction. The post-war reaction was a critical point in the Jewish program.

In point of fact after the October Revolution Jews were in control of the Russian State. In the US they poised to seize the government and a state of incipient revolution existed through 1920-21 with many incendiary acts. Civil war raged in Germany and Central Europe with the threat of Jewish takeovers. In France and England the Jews through the Rothschilds influenced those governments. Had the Jews succeeded in Russia and the US the two mega-States bookending Europe would have been unassailable and the whole of Europe would have had to capitulate. The Jewish revolution was within a hair’s breadth of succeeding.

The US plan went wrong when Wilson had an incapacitating stroke allowing the rump of the post-Civil War Gilded Age GOP regime to retake office for twelve years. The German troops returned from the Western Front, defeated the Jews in Germany preventing a complete takeover while the rest of Central Europe kept the Jewish Communists at bay, sometimes at great cost.

Jewish damage controlmen went into operation gearing up the propaganda machine, calling all and sundry anti-Semites and denying all charges. And they succeeded in defaming any objectors. And their activities were obvious to an alarmed Europe and US.

At this time in the US the President of the American Jewish Committee, founded in 1906, Louis Marshall came into prominence backing up Baruch and others, especially the chief terrorist arm the Anti-Defamation League of B’nai B’rith.

While Henry Ford formed the front line of action taking the brunt of abuse the country itself rose up to demand compliance to 110% Americanism, now that the war was over and dissenting voice were allowed to be heard again. The days of the Committee of Public Information were over. These people alarmed by what they felt was less than enthusiasm for war aims demanded that the immigrants proclaim not one hundred percent Americanism but one hundred ten percent. One may consider them counter-revolutionaries denouncing Communist influence.

One must remember that the Communists appeared like a bolt from the blue forcing their vision on the whole of society, and this violently. When Wilson’s Attorney General, A. Mitchell Palmer rounded up batches of revolutionary Communists imprisoning some and sending some back to Russia, including Leon Trotsky, the high percentage of Jews was evident. The rising Jewish influence in Wilson’s government, his main support, was noticed. Taken by surprise, if that seems possible, non-Jews didn’t know what to do about it except for Henry Ford.

Ford set about to expose Jewish machinations. He had the ways and means and the determination. It was a two decades battle that he ultimately lost. Some, many, considered it incomprehensible that Ford became what Jewish propaganda defined as the arch-anti-Semite, the US Great Satan of the inter-war period.

That seems odd, not so much that the general population found it incomprehensible but all so-called scholars from then to the present day found and find his activities inexplicable. Of course, they do have to keep their jobs and any opinion the Jews find offensive will put the offender on the street. This is the most blatant censorship but the Pavlovian conditioning to fear being called an anti-Semite is so powerful as to be almost a law. What could be more obvious? The War Industries Board and Bernard Baruch. Ford had his own ideas, different from those of Baruch. As noted above Baruch found Ford a real thorn in his side and would have liked to have nationalized Ford Motors but to do so would have meant botching the country’s manufacturing abilities.

Ford was the state of the art in industrial production. His centrality to the period has faded away in time now but as the chief developer of mass production Ford was the most famous person in the US through the teens, twenties and thirties. Repeatedly he had done the seemingly impossible, revolutionizing production from top to bottom. When it comes to the WIB Ford was the industrialist while Baruch was more a Wall Street manipulator and speculator. Not to say he wasn’t a good organizer and intelligent man but the gloss of the speculator was all over him.

As a Jew it was psychologically impossible for him to not organize according to Jewish methods and those favor the Jews. As part of his requirements he wanted every manufacturer in the country to provide their fiscal data and operating and manufacturing methods. Ford quickly divined that all that information in the hands of the Jews would be used to manipulate American business in their favor. He objected vociferously causing Baruch to wish he could nationalize Ford. Between the Dodge brothers and Ford Baruch felt greatly insulted, injured and although he claimed to never hold a grudge he was a very vengeful man. And he didn’t necessarily stop at murder.

In 1920 both the Dodge brothers died under mysterious circumstances. Baruch himself in his auto-biography tells the story of the death of John Dodge. In 1920 after the beginning of Prohibition Baruch ‘accidentally’ met John Dodge in the lobby of a New York City hotel. John Dodge apologized for the harsh negotiations during war time and invited Baruch up for some bootleg liquor. Baruch self-righteously declined while noting the Dodge died from cheap bootleg liquor that night. And then Horace Dodge died. And then an attempt was made on Henry Ford’s life when he was forced off the road at night.

He survived but the Jewish defamation and propaganda squad went to work suggesting Ford staged the accident himself as a publicity stunt. You may be sure that the most famous man in America didn’t need publicity stunts. So, Ford had plenty of good reasons to denounce the Jews unrelated to any irrational anti-Semitism. Nevertheless his reaction touched off a full fledged Jewish-Ford war that would last for more than two decades ending in the total defeat of Ford. One can sense Baruch’s hand behind the scenes all the way.

 

Continued in Pt. 2b-5

Eugenics and Dysgenics Pt. 2b-3

Mysteries Of The Second Thirty Year’s War

by

R.E. Prindle

 

Continued from Pt. 2b-2

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At this point we’ll have to shift primarily to the US. As I said, Europe was old and deeply rooted in its history and traditions. While the Eastern Seaboard colonies were settled in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries they were new, relatively insignificant and shadowy. They were a long way from Europe by sail and a perilous journey of probably months in small craft. In the nineteenth century with the advent of steam and steel voyages would become briefer and more predictable and safer while ships became larger eventually being named the Titanic or Leviathan. And then that great unsinkable ship Titanic went down on its first voyage destroying Western confidence in itself.

Prior to the US Civil War the country was insignificant in all ways. From 1865 to 1914 it became a very wealthy behemoth. The first and really only of its kind. But, for Europeans, a new not well understood phenomenon intruding on their consciousness. It became a refuge from disasters and a dumping ground of undesirables and criminals.

Jews had a minimal presence until post-Civil War. However, Europe had been in a revolutionary ferment since 1789 hence the US was an escape valve for revolutionaries when it became too hot for them.

In 1847 Karl Marx published the Communist Manifesto calling on working men to unite and cast off their chains. The revolutionaries apparently read the manifesto, took it to heart and in 1848 began the attempt to cast off their chains. The authorities were ready for them and put as many as they could back in chains. God bless America, the failed revolutionaries in their thousands fled across the water to Castle Gardens in the US port of New York City. The so-called Statue of Liberty was not erected yet and Ellis Island was still a mud bank, so the wretched teeming refuse of Europe arrived at America’s hospitable shore without glamor. As Jews were heavily represented among the revolutionaries this was their first big accretion to reach the land of milk and honey and easy pickings. Not the first Jews but the first large body. And they arrived in the US just when it was about to become the money machine of money machines, a currency lovers paradise. Thus by 1900 many Jews had made amazing fortunes and they were able to help, or exploit, depending on how you look at it, the waves of medieval Eastern Jews who began to arrive post-Civil War.

Everything came together. The sewing machine had been invented, people began to change from homespun clothes to ready mades. The established Jews shunted the new arrivals into the so-called needle trades and the clothing manufacture of the US became a wholly Jewish industry.

The stock market began to come into prominence in the 1840s and by 1900 was the economic engine driving US industry. There were customs in Wall Street but few rules other than catch as catch can. Get the money. Fabulous fortunes could be made and lost and gained again. It was the dream time of dream times. Money, money, money, it grew on trees for those with their eyes on the bouncing ball. I wasn’t, but you had to have been there. Sorry I missed it.

So now, what with improving transportation and communications it was possible to conspire more easily between the Rothschilds and other very wealthy Jews in Europe and the US fortunes. There was more than enough money to believe fantasies that had previously been unbelievable.

European Jews could easily travel to the US in a couple weeks while US Jews spent large parts of their summers in Europe.   Planning and coordinating activities was simple. The scope of a Jewish political unit combining Europe and North America was breath taking.

As mentioned before the US was a safe sanctuary for revolutionary operations from everywhere. Irish revolutionaries moved freely between Ireland and the US, Jewish conspirators planned in the US and executed in Europe and vice versa. The Chinese revolutionary Sun Yat Sen found a second home in LA and raised fortunes there. Indian revolutionaries plotted against Great Britain in the security of San Franscisco. US revolutionaries fled West when it got to hot for them in the East and East when the temperature rose in the West.

Honest to god, these were the best of times if you were carefree and had a sense of humor. It was like this all over the world.

So, the Jews were discontented in Russia but not content with merely leaving; in their blind hatred of the Czar they not only wanted to murder that dignitary they wanted to take over the whole of Russia and exterminate the bastards. And they were almost successful.

Thus they set to work to revolutionize Russia. The first major attempt, other than the assassination of a Czar or two was the First Russian Revolution of 1905. As it so happened, about 1903 the Japanese were anxious to contest Russia for Manchuria. However, not being flush with money, that currency, that currency, they couldn’t afford to mount the war. Ask me not the background of this because I don’t know it, but word got to the Jews.

As is clear, Jews were either owners of European banks or in a position to punish European banks who did what the Jewish bankers forbade them to do. Thus, the Jews refused to make loans to Russia and forbade other bankers to do so also so that fellow European bankers couldn’t come to the financial aid of their European Russian brothers. In 1903 then the Russians couldn’t get money to wage war properly either.

But then, the chief Jewish US banker, Jacob Schiff, came to the rescue of the Japanese. Schiff was on the board of the Equitable Life Assurance Society, the biggest of the insurance companies with 200 million dollars in reserves. Schiff himself was a 48er from Germany but the Jews were at war with the Czar and Russians so the international conspiracy went into action. Schiff was a partner of the Jewish investment banking firm Kuhn, Loeb and was a major force on Wall Street. In partnership with the railroad magnate E.L. Harriman Kuhn Loeb was challenging J.P. Morgan and Co. for financial dominance. Jacob Schiff was about to violate his trust with the Equitable and appropriate the two hundred million dollars essentially for his own use. The board did not vote to loan the whole reserve or any part of it to the Japanese. He did take the money and loan it to the Japanese specifically to prosecute their war against Russia. The Japanese were successful.

One has to ask, how big a chance was Schiff taking? Did he know in advance that the Russians would be distracted by revolutionary activities in Europe? Certainly he believed the Japanese had more than a fifty-fifty chance of winning. How many Jewish operatives were in the Russian camp perhaps frustrating preparations? If there weren’t then Schiff was taking an enormous chance that if he failed would have repercussions on all Jews and Americans in the US. After the war the Japanese threw a huge celebration to honor Schiff who went to Japan for the event. Schiff changed world history and who were the beneficiaries. Not the Americans. As Schiff was a US citizen the Russians would have had a major grievance against the US as the US had actually interfered in Russian affairs. As usual with immigration America took the blame for what immigrants did.

Having defeated the Russians (see the movie, Sidney Reilly, Ace of Spies, for a treatment of the Russo-Japanese war), it was necessary to have a peace treaty. Oddly, or maybe not so oddly, Teddy Roosevelt as President of the US was selected to preside over the proceedings that took place in the US. Talk about a smoking gun. Remarkably the treaty conference was held in Portsmouth Maine. Even more singular the Jews were represented as Jews not Americans and participated in it. Why the Jews should have been allowed to participate in a treaty between Russians and Japanese is open to conjecture.

Certainly this singular development made an impression on world opinion and certainly influenced Russian opinion especially in light of the First Russian Revolution of 1905 that was organized and led by the Jews qua Jews. Obviously the Jews as a people were conspiring against Russia and using the US as a sanctuary and accomplice and its growing power as a weapon. Jewish agents using US passports to which they were entitled as US citizens (if passports were not also forged in Europe for use by European agents) to conduct their anti-Russian business with impunity.

Russia was, of course, aware of Jewish hostility to it and restricted access to them from European countries. They, therefore, denied entry to those with US passports also. US Jews thus were directed to manipulate the situation from the US. They decreed that as US citizens by being denied entry into Russia that America and Americans were being discriminated against which falsely represented the situation. But as US citizens the government was forced to consider the situation from that point of view. An official complaint was lodged but the Russians refused to give in.

Therefore, the Jews began a campaign for the US to break off diplomatic relations with Russia thus punishing America and Americans for strictly Jewish reasons. In 1913 then, the US under President Taft unilaterally broke off relations with Russia to gratify the Jews. All Americans suffered because of the intransigence of a small minority of immigrants. Truly the tail was wagging the dog.

The GOP or Grand Old Party of Republicans that had won the Civil War and preserved the Union was not flexible enough for Jewish purposes. For the 1912 election then, the Jews cultivated the more manageable Woodrow Wilson. In many ways Wilson’s election was a precursor of the Communist Revolution in Russia, the only real difference was that Wilson’s revolution was managed ‘democratically.’ Interestingly both revolutions were managed by Jews.

Wilson’s election also brought forward the Grey Eminence of the period Bernard Baruch. Now seldom if ever mentioned, Baruch may have been the most important politician of the Thirty Years War in the US. Wilson, many people assert, was Baruch’s puppet. Indeed, within five years of Wilson’s taking office Baruch, would boast that he was the most powerful man in the US, in absolute control of the entire economy of the country and in that capacity perhaps among the most powerful if not the most powerful man in the world. He was a true czar. The Jews had, if only temporarily achieved their age old dream.

Wilson opened he doors of the US to the Jews. He quickly appointed Louis Brandeis as the first Jew to the Supreme Court establishing the rule of a Jewish seat on the Court. Brandeis was also a very important Zionist Jew who today has the Jewish Harvard, Brandeis University, named after him. There was opposition to this coddling of Jews so that Wilson had to be circumspect in is appointments. However it was at this time that the concept of anti-Semitism moved to the forefront of US politics.

You will remember that Sigmund Freud was a Viennese member of the International Order of B’nai B’rith. Whatever his status may have been in 1895 by 1912 the Jewish propaganda machine had puffed Freud up into the premier psychologist of the world. It seemed as though there had been no psychology before Freud. In fact all other psychologists such as Jean-Martin Charcot’s associate, Pierre Janet, had literally been defamed out of history. Janet was a very important influence on Freud.

Freud, early in 1909 had tried to co-opt the famous Carl Gustav Jung as a member of his retinue, even making him his so-called heir apparent. He explained to his Viennese associates, who were all Jews and put out by this, that it was necessary in order to gain greater acceptance for psychoanalysis in Europe. Perhaps so, but Jung was a leader in the competing Aryan Swiss organization in Zurich so his choice was really an attempt to emasculate Freud’s competitor by co-opting its leading member. In this he was largely successful.

However, once in Freud’s organization Jung quickly learned he was expected to act Jewish which repelled him, so he resigned from Freud’s Order. He was then denounced as an anti-Semite and mercilessly smeared so that his reputation was ruined, only reviving after WWII and that slowly.

While the Jews didn’t invent the term anti-Semite, under Freud’s guidance it became a hypnotic suggestion and mantra to emasculate the other. It was then that B’nai B’rith created their Anti-Defamation League in the US to hypnotically defuse criticism. The Jews also created the NAACP, National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, which established the terms racist and racism as opprobrious epithets.

The concept of anti-Semite as a capital sin if not crime was made effective by terrorist tactics and criminal methods.

It was essential for Jewish purposes then to find a malleable candidate who could be easily manipulated, that is, used. Woodrow Wilson was from South Carolina, the first president from the South after Reconstruction, and so too was Bernard Baruch a fellow Carolinian. Baruch was eventually to own an 18,000 acre estate in South Carolina called the Hobcaw Barony that was a key to his political success.

By 1912 Baruch had made a reputation for himself as the Bear of Wall Street. He made his millions in guessing that, or perhaps manipulating, that a stock would go down. Baruch began his career much as the Jewish gangster, Arnold Rothstein, had as a gambler. Unlike Rothstein the criminal life did not appeal to him, but like any other gambler worth his salt he only wanted to gamble on a sure thing, that is turning the odds in his favor by fixing the event. It was widely believed on Wall Street that Baruch manipulated stocks to cause a decline in price enabling him to make his millions quickly. Needless to say, Baruch denied the accusation so one must follow the paper trail.

In any event Baruch had the money and reputation to seduce Woodrow Wilson. Thus, Baruch took him around introducing him to moneyed Jews who financed his campaign. Baruch became his boon buddy which would pay big dividends in 1917 when the US entered WWI.

If you want an accurate outline of the Jewish program Baruch fully explained the outline of the method in his 1941 book American Industry In the War: A Report of the War Industry Board 1921, Including a Reprint of the Report of World War I, Mr. Baruch’s own program for total mobilization of the nation as presented to the War Policies Commission in 1936….

It would appear from the final ballot in 1912 that Wilson had no chance of winning against Taft. Taft would have won by a landslide. Nothing daunted, the Jews went to Teddy Roosevelt persuading him to make a third party attempt, the famous Bull Moose Party. Roosevelt was still popular and split the Republican vote of which he had more votes than the incumbent Taft but Fewer than Wilson. They had gotten their man in.

At the time Baruch claimed no favors preferring to wait for the right opportunity. This would come in 1917 when the US entered the European War. In the interim Wilson had appointed Brandeis to the Supreme Court where he acted in conjunction with Harvard law professor Felix Frankfurter who functioned as a recruiter and trainer of legal operatives. Undaunted the Liberals saw themselves as holding office for the foreseeable future. If so they were bitterly disappointed in 1920 when the Republican Harding won in a landslide reestablishing the Republican succession interrupted by Wilson. Frankfurter then returned to Harvard training many agents year after year from 1920 to 1932 who then followed the Jewish candidate Franklin Delano Roosevelt to Washington in 1933. In a decade of important years, the period from 1917 to 1921 were the most significant. These are a crowded four years, never having been successfully disentangled.

 

Continued in Prt. 2b-4.

Eugenics and Dysgenics Pt. 2b-2

Mysteries Of The Second Thirty Years War

by

R.E. Prindle

 

Continued from Pt. 2b-1

According to Lion Feuchtwanger Jud Suss’ biographer cum novelist, Suss, who was advisor to Duke Karl Alexander of the German Duchy of Wurttemberg, next to Bavarian Germany flourished in the 1730s and 40s. In his story Feuchtwanger details how Suss swindled and corrupted Duke Karl, bedded his wife and turned her against him, raised money by taxing such necessities as the right to use public roads thereby virtually bankrupting the whole populace much as Netanyahu’s Jewish tax farmers in Spain and generally disrupting the dukedom. In other words, Suss supplanted the Duke. This was done through chutzpah and effrontery. A regular textbook for the Jews and one which seems to have been followed.

The Rothschilds coming along in the footsteps of Suss through chutzpah and luck perfected the system and essentially named the nineteenth and twentieth centuries. While the Europeans were inventing the scientific modern world the Jews were fleecing the Europeans. Thus, out of the disappointments of the nineteenth century that weakened their religious mission and the European rise of Science in the nineteenth century the Jews lost their belief in the supernatural becoming for all intents and purposes the first atheist nation.

The nineteenth century found them floundering around trying to find the way. Numerous religious avenues were explored fracturing the Jews into various religious sects much like Protestantism. Suss’ directive to follow the money led them to seek control of European currency and later in the century US currency which they successfully did. The Euroamerican banking systems were effectively in their near absolute control by 1913.

The Talmud not being a particularly religious work, the Bible, Old Testament, was very secondary to the Talmud and not very assiduously read. Judaism then was embedded in the Talmud. This is what Barbara Spectre of Paideia refers to as ‘Jewish knowledge’ which she places on an equal plane with European knowledge, that is, Science. That is one particularly hard sell.

Thus, in the nineteenth century Judaism was entirely eclipsed by European Science. The old debates between Judaism and Christianity were kaput, irrelevant. Unable to come up with something that could equal or surpass Science the only recourse the Jews had was to inject Talmudist magic into European Science, that is, corrupt it. This is Spectre’s goal. By the turn of the twentieth century they had found the formula.

The change of centuries was a very important period for the Jews. On the religious front the stage was being set to reunite them into one ideology. That ideology was to become Zionism. And behind this whole schemata was the rise of a new arena and power. The United States of America. While the rise of the US happened very, very fast from a group of wild, untutored English colonies whose first president was inaugurated in 1793, that is, the beginning of the nineteenth century, and whose domain at the time barely extended beyond the first range of mountains some hundreds of miles even from the Mississippi and yet a mere hundred years later extended from the Atlantic Coast to the Pacific Ocean and through the choice latitudes of the continent. Further it was a country of unexampled prosperity with no settled social mores, ripe for the picking.

It was as though the heavens had opened up and fulfilled Jewish hopes and desires. As the nineteenth century had begun Napoleon had conquered all Europe save Russia with which he had an accommodation. Napoleon, in an attempt in which he would later would be joined by Henry Ford and many others trying to find a solution to the Jewish problem, emancipated the European Jews. As their complaint was that they were discriminated against, and with good reason, Napoleon attempted to remove the cause of that discrimination. In his fatuousness, he misunderstood the Jewish attitude. He thought that since the gates were open to join the main body, European civilization, that the Jews would drop their nationalism, being supposedly a religion, and rush into a melding with the European populations. Little did he realize that the Jews wished to subordinate the European population not to be absorbed into it.

Nevertheless, the cat was out of the bag and couldn’t be put back in. The Jews were then, if not full citizens, still citizens of their respective host countries with the rights pertaining thereto.

Following Jud Suss and his currency ideas were the Rothschilds. Nathan, the son who went to England, was the greatest success. Originally he went to England to enter the textile trade in Manchester in which he was a failure. Not competent in commerce he went into the banking business in which the currency controlled commerce and was a roaring success. He went into banking at the propitious moment if not originating at least perfecting the role of exploiting the entire European population by loaning to governments and managing their currencies. Thus the Rothschilds perfected the Jud Suss idea becoming more important and richer than any European.

The US was a fertile field in which the Jews finally succeeded in taking over the US currency in 1913 with the establishment of the Federal Reserve. The Federal reserve was established as a private corporation of which the owners were nine international Jewish banking firms joined by the Rockefeller interests as the tenth to make a minyan. Truly the Fed was a money machine as the Jews and Rockefellers collected annual interest on every US dollar they issued. Plus, the Fed was an independent entity not being under the control of either the President or Congress. It was responsible to no one.

Now, all this occurred just as Science was creating the greatest technological revolution the world would ever see. Technology is the practical arm of Science. Science for instance discovers and develops the understanding of electricity while technology exploits electricity in the form of dynamos, light bulbs and what have you. Fabulous fortunes were thus made. But, that’s not the best part. The resultant businesses were large affairs that couldn’t be financed by an individual thus stock shares were invented to raise money. Very good, now to make the shares liquid a stock market was required. Et voila! Another money machine to be exploited.

So, shortly after the turn of the twentieth century the stage was set for the takeover of the world. All the money in the world was in control of a few hands. The Money Trust.

Lacking any supernatural consciousness, God had effectively been expelled from Jewish concerns, the Jews only claim was the national ego and its desire for world dominion. While the trust in the supernatural was expelled Science was still a threat to Jewish dominance. A way had to be found to convert Science, i.e. European Knowledge, to Jewish Knowledge per Barbara Spectre and then eliminate European Knowledge leaving only Jewish Knowledge with a slight scientific infusion.

Once again, the Jewish plan first conceived by Joseph Oppenheimer and brought to perfection by the Rothschilds was based on a Jewish-Christian confrontation in which the Jews as the elder branch thought they had the upper hand. They were blind sided by the rise of Science that changed the paradigm and gave Europeans absolute supremacy. Bear in mind that Science moved from West to East slowly so that even by 1900 Poland, Russia and the whole of Eastern Europe was barely affected. While Western Jews were splintered into sects the East was still Rabbinic and Orthodox including the Hasidim. All three divisions were medieval in outlook. Hence Zionism took root there quickly and was then exported to the US in the mass migration of 1900-14.

Now, the Jews’ only choice was to submit to Science and inject it with magical elements. Freud said that the religious consciousness took three major blows to its confidence, the heliocentric astronomy, Darwinian evolution, and, modestly, his own psycho-analytic psychology. The evolutionary theory was attacked by Henri Bergson who injected it with creation magic that successfully brought evolution within the scope of religious or Talmudic discussion

Franz Boas did the same with Anthropology even more successfully, removing almost all scientific inquiry turning the subject from an unpalatable scientific discussion into a form of religious humanism. Astronomy was tackled by a nincompoop named Albert Einstein who created astronomical phenomena out of whole cloth with the fabric of time and space in fact.

The main hammer however was the putative psychologist Sigmund Freud. Freud’s assault was on the mores of the Europeans and Americans, especially sexual mores, in which he was eminently successful. He was actually able to remold the sexual mores of Europeans and, of course, their offshoot in the United States of America.

While, at least until fairly recently, Freud was able to capture the whole psychological discipline and the become the putative ‘father’ of psychology, he was nothing of the sort. Psychology was a purely European science until he captured it. This was done by the Jewish propaganda machine.

After 1897 and the First Zionist Congress the spirit of the Jewish people passed from their god into the souls of Jews. They now learned or thought they had that their redemption would not come from the divine but the people, that is themselves. There was no more waiting for the Messiah; they were their own messiah.

The decried Protocols of the Learned Elders of Zion were a result of the 1897 Zionist conference in Vienna. Although as yet the exact provenance of the Protocols can’t be determined; certain well founded conjectures can be made. I, myself, would look to the lodge of the Order of B’nai B’rith of Vienna. If anybody had been plotting this, it was plotted there. Also, since 1895 Sigmund Freud had been a prominent member.

Theodore Herzl who was the originator of Zionism was a Viennese. Vienna at this time had replaced Frankfort-on-the-Main as the guiding center of European Judaism. I have not seen it reported that Herzl was a member of the International Order of B’nai B’rith, but he must certainly have been acquainted with and associated with various members. He was a prominent journalist. The Viennese chapter was a revolutionary chapter. In 1895 a significant figure joined the chapter and that significant figure was Sigmund Freud. Freud was imbued with a deep hatred of Europe and its people and things European. He was bloody minded.

As a devout Jew he, not unlike his twenty-first century successor, Barbara Spectre, worked to see Jewish mores and morality replace those of Europe and Europeans. He longed for the physical destruction of Europe and Europeans. In 1895 his career as a psychologist was in its infancy. Yet, he was a protégé of Joseph Breuer and he had studied for a brief but important time with the great Parisian Dr. Jean-Martin Charcot and had rubbed shoulders with Charcot’s acolyte, the near great Pierre Janet, from whom he appropriated many of his ideas. He had also studied with the great French hypnotist Auguste Liebeault and his Jewish acolyte Hippolyte Bernstein. I might also mention Freud appropriated whole passages from Gustave Lebon’s The Crowd: A Study of the Popular Mind which he uncharacteristically credited. Thus he was well founded in contemporary psychological and hypnotic ideas. And it should not be forgotten that he was a cocaine addict although this life long habit is suppressed.

One can only speculate that he, being especially enthusiastic about the drug, turned on the members of B’nai B’rith along with his friends and acquaintances. Thus, I suspect, if Zionism originated with Herzl in association with B’nai B’rith it was done in a cocaine fog.   I also suspect, might even maintain, that the Protocols were composed in the lodge of B’nai B’rith, hence definitely are of Jewish provenance. At any rate Freud developed his ideas, possibly discussing and refining them at the weekly meetings in the Lodge that he attended religiously until the Nazis marched into Vienna causing him to remove. Thus one might say Freud functioned as a secular Messiah of the Jews replacing Sabbatai Zevi while planning the destruction of Europe and Europeans in the spirit of 1666.

This hatred would find expression in the Second Thirty Years’ War of 1914-45 during which the devastation was worse than that of the First Thirty Years’ War. While the First was between Catholics and Protestants, the Second was between Jews and Aryans.

You may say such a thing was impossible but the template for the method was recorded in Greek Mythology as the invasion of the Semite Cadmus into Aryan Greek Boeotia, just North of Athens.

According to the story Cadmus sowed discord between the native Boeotians who then engaged in a civil war destroying each other as Cadmus ‘ immigrants didn’t have the strength or numbers to take them on. Then, when the Boeotians had exhausted themselves Cadmus negotiated a peace between while stablishing himself (that is his people) as supreme. This was followed by the two Theban wars and the Trojan War reclaiming Europe for Europeans.

Of course this is expressed in mythological poetic language in the Greek myths. As the Jews in Europe were in the same situation as Cadmus in Boeotia they employed the same method, as they are now in the US and Europe. In the first half of the war they were successful in gaining supremacy in Russia and maintaining supremacy on the continent until the rise of Hitler in Germany who then destroyed their success in Germany but necessitating the second half of the war in which Jewish hopes were temporarily shattered by the attempted genocide. Unlike the Peace Conference of WWI, WWII, the Thirty years’ War ended with the US and Europe vs. the Soviet Union as two armed camps.

Thus, when WWI ended the Jews via Communism were supreme across Europe although not yet in undisguised dominance. Their success in WWI was achieved through their manipulation of the US which was the weight that tipped the balance. Thus, the Kaiser, the Czar and the Austrian Emperor were eliminated as entities. Democracy as a political tool then opened the field to Jewish pre-eminence.

The opposition of Hitler and the NSDAP necessitated another war. The success in WWII would depend on US involvement as had WWI. WWI had altered circumstances. Apparently unbeknownst to Europeans there were now two superpowers of which a Europe divided into smaller powers was, as it were, superannuated. The Soviet Union and the USA were calling all the shots. The European situation was truly pathetic.

 

Continued in Part 2b-3

Eugenics and Dysgenics

June 5, 2018

Eugenics and Dysgenics

by

R.E. Prindle

 

For some reason evolution keeps popping up as a problem rather than a solution. All of the evidence points to an upward evolution in complexity not only of humans but all mammals. There must be another problem and that problem is that not only are all species of Mammalia not equal but neither are all human species. If evolution exists, as it does, then humans have evolved at different stages also. That means some humans are being left behind and that means that not all humans have equal abilities and that means a social problem in that some humans are inevitably left behind.

In the past this was not problem because on the one hand there was very little knowledge and lot of ‘wisdom’ and the various species, or sub-species, if you prefer, were segregated by geography, they were allowed therefore to develop their racial identity with minimal interference- Asians lived in Asia, sub-Saharan Africans lived South of the Sahara, Semites lived in Arabia and the Middle east and Aryan races in their undiluted form lived in Europe, otherwise where they invaded they melded into Asian populations.

But then, in the fifteenth century something remarkable began to happen. The Aryan mind of the various races began to open. In other words, the Semitic yoke of ignorance as perpetuated by the Roman Catholic religion began to be cast off. Freed from that repression the naturally scientific Aryan mind was released from that repression; the naturally scientific Aryan mind was freed to function once again. Then began the period of the Enlightenment that resulted in the fulfillment of the Aryan mind in that most glorious of centuries, the Nineteenth. The Aryan mind flowered spectacularly changing the very way in which the world was perceived while leaving all other known species an age or two behind.

Central to that flowering was the realization that Aryans are more highly evolved than the other human species or sub-species, if you wish.

Initially overwhelmed by this efflorescence the other human species could offer little resistance; the Aryan flood rolled over the entire world. The Aryans, the Europeans conquered the whole planet and ruled it.

The Aryan supremacy was weakened fatally by internal divisions that resulted in two world wars thus destroying confidence in their emotional maturity that hadn’t kept up with their intelligence. While evolution had progressed quickly, Aryan’s great powers of intellect, evolution had no effect on altering their emotional nature and in that sense Aryans remained on the same emotional level as the other species, sub-species or races depending on how the reader might want to look at it.

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To return to the origins of evolution. Charles Darwin was the man of destiny chosen to present the idea of Evolution to the world in his 1959 work, The Origin of Species; his vision of evolutionary speculation, not excluding that of his father Erasmus Darwin who explored the idea as a Romantic writer in long poems. The Frenchmen Buffon and Lamarck were significant contributors to the notion of evoluton. Lyell’s work in geology however destroyed the Biblical basis of the six thousand year old planet created by a god in six days opening the way for Darwin’s ages old theory of evolution.

Since we’re talking about the opening, in the small sense of the Aryan mind, an opening that would change our conception of reality. It might be worthwhile to give some indication of what that meant, what the Aryans could and did do that the other species couldn’t and didn’t do. And that was to lift the veil of Isis and show how the world was made beneath surface appearances. For really, Malthus, a Jew, was right given the knowledge of that day as to the limitation of resources. Without succeeding Aryan inventions of all kinds Mankind was actually up against the wall on a dead end street. It was just that Maltus couldn’t clearly see the future but he was not wrong considering conditions in his present. Freud, Sigmund Freud, the psychologist, said that there were three great discoveries that changed Man’s conception of self, the first was the understanding of the Solar System and Earth’s place in it, and hence, Man’s; the second was the concept of evolution that humbled man from his exalted place in the hierarchy of animals and third, Freud was ever humble, his discovery of psycho-analysis. Freud of course discovered nothing merely synthesizing what European scientists had discovered, much in the manner of Darwin.

According to Freud the net effect of these three discoveries was to diminish Man to relative inconsequence, a tiny speck on a miniscule planet in an insignificant galaxy on the far edge of the universe. As an aside, I disagree with this view that has paralyzed the mind of most people. The universe is so immense that we have no idea where we’re located in it. A seer named Edgar Allen Poe who was perhaps one of mankind’s great geniuses and perhaps the brightest of all Americans in his book Eureka speculated, as I believe correctly, that the universe was like the Earth, like the Solar System, itself a great ball, or lozenge, circulating around a center.

This must be true as all else is wheels within wheels so the universe must be the biggest wheel of all. Perhaps as one sci-fi writer speculated the universe itself being little more than a cell of some larger even more immense organism. So far beyond Man’s ability to define as to be beyond reason. And why not?

So, as I perceive it, our Solar System and Earth’s location in it with all the attributes that make the planet functional is unique in this entire universe. And the existence of life as we know it and especially human kind and more especially myself and yourself are miracles beyond explications. Rather than feeling small and insignificant one should feel like the miracle we are and glory and revel in it for the short duration of our existence. There’s always a catch-22 isn’t there? Take heart! Live, love, laugh and be happy. Once you’re gone, you’re gone, it’s over, so seize it while you can.

So, the imaginative life Man was living of Gods, Fairies and any number of wonderful creatures gave way before the advance of science and the Aryan mind. Marvelous imaginative structures and beings went up in smoke. Telescopes and microscopes, the advance of chemistry and physics, the actual cornerstones of what is considered science; the discovery of the magnetic field, that is electricity and radio waves and how to harness them, the breakdown of air into the various gases, even their isolation as in oxygen; it was all taking place in the Romantic Age as the fantasy world of the past clashed with the reality of life as discovered in the test tube.

For those who read, and since you’re reading this,you, there is a wonderful book by Richard Holmes called The Age of Wonder. Holmes captures the moment of the separation of mythopoeic thinking and science, that moment, perfectly. His sub-title: How The Romantic Generation Discovered The Beauty And Terror Of Science; really enjoyable read.

And there were great synthesizers: Gibbon in History, Auguste Comte the Positivist who organized the new knowledge into a coherent manageable whole. Herbert Spencer, the brilliant continuator of Comte who captured contradictions so aptly. In his Principles of Ethics he wrote:

How absolute throughout Europe is the contradiction between the codes of conduct adjusted respectively to the needs of internal amity and external enmity, we see in the broad fact that along with several hundred thousand priests who are supposed to preach forgiveness, there exist immensely larger armies than any on record.

Yes, Man evolves at different paces at different levels. No matter. It seemed to be the age of progress and not Man but Europeans, Aryans, progressively developed all fields for the others to follow if they could. Psychology, Sigmund Freud’s province, developed tools to measure intelligence and thus inequality, an unforgiving unequality, an absolute inequality one that couldn’t be transgressed became the fact. Science demanded an intelligence that could only be enjoyed by those to whom nature had given it and those were the chosen few. The many who were excluded found a method to negate the advantage of the few, they turned eugenics into dysgenics. The nineteenth century had been one of eugenics; the twentieth century would be one of dysgenics. How to find a place in science for the unqualified. Fool Mother Nature.

Continued in Part II.

 Magic, The Land Of Faerie

And The Liberal Mind

The March-April Issue Of Foreign Affairs:

A Discussion

by

R.E. Prindle

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The March-April issue of Foreign Affairs arrived and once again it is dedicated to the denunciation of President Trump.   As is well known Foreign Affairs is the propaganda arm of the Council On Foreign Relations. The CFR is not merely an informational service, it is also a potent influence within the government of the United States. Many members have even served as President of the United States. In fact, the last four presidents covering twenty-four consecutive years, that is Bush, Clinton, Bush, Obama and had Hillary Clinton been placed a full twenty-eight, possible thirty-two years. Time enough to indoctrinate two and half generations.

Thus it was a bitter disappointment for them when Donald Trump made a run around end to win the White House. His mere candidacy had unleashed an unceasing barrage of hatred and since he has been under siege defending himself against innumerable CFR sappers. The March-April issue continues the assault. The five themed articles under the heading Letting Go are: Trump’s Lucky Year, Why the Chaos Can’t Last, The World After Trump, How The System Can Endure, The Rise Of Illiberal Hegemony: Trump’s Surprising Grand Strategy, The Post-American World Economy: Globalization In The Trump Era and Giving Up The High Ground: America’s Retreat On Human Rights.

As is evident the Liberal ‘system’ that the CFR presidents were putting in place and which would have been completed by the election of Hillary Clinton has been disrupted by the election of Donald Trump who is, in fact, dismantling the whole Liberal CFR system. Hence, an article on how the system can endure, one imagines, behind the scene: the so-called Dark Government.

This raises the question of what beyond specific goals as outlined in Foreign Affairs is the Liberal mind set. In the larger scope of human history to what psychological reality, Weltanschauung motivates the Liberal mind.

Many theories have been advanced about the motivating forces that direct human activity. The Hegelian/Marxist view is of course based on economics. But underlying theories such as Marxism is the fundamental dichotomy of the spiritual vs. the material. The fantasy of life vs. the reality. The Liberal utopian based ‘spirituality’ vs. the Conservative naturalistic based view of reality. The soft-headed vs. the hard-headed.

In many ways the Liberal mind is magical in nature. The Liberal desires and magically creates a reality that assumes that the desire is fact.

Thus Adam S. Posen who wrote the article The Post-American World Economy: Globalization in the Trump Era projects on the one hand the desire of the Liberal post-WWII system while on the other unconsciously contrasts the reality. The very title The Post-American World Economy contradicts the assumption that the Post-WWII US world order is still in operation. So, possibly, Trump is merely destroying the Liberal mental fantasy. Negating the magic. Post-American posits an end to the US domination and, indeed, under Obama the CFR destroyed the dominant role of the US with the result that a number of more or less equals are now jockeying for position.

Mr. Posen begins his article with the illusory view of this so-called seventy year post-war Liberal world order.

In the aftermath of World War II the United States set about building a global, rules base economic order. At the heart of the order it put the Liberal values of free trade backed up by U.S. power and bolstered by its growing legitimacy among other countries, prevented most economic disputes from escalating into mutually destructive trade wars, let alone military conflict. That allowed even the smallest and poorest countries to develop their social and economic potential without having to worry about predation by strange neighbors. By taking much of the fear out of the global economy, the U.S. led order allowed market decisions to be driven by business not bullying.

Adam S. Posen, The Post-American World

Economy: Globalization in the Trump

Era, pp 28-38

Having been present at the creation and having lived through the whole period in varying degrees of cognizance, I can tell you that the above view of the seventy years is contradicted fully by my own experience and understanding.

The problems of our times have become more difficult. The fantasy of the American Century has passed. It is no longer about ‘things’ but one of attitudes of which most that are held are not realistic. There is at the base of the matter still the conflict between the ‘spiritual’ and the materialist views; that is, the longing for the magical supernatural Land of Faerie vs. Science , or the reality of matter, or put another way religion vs. science. Let us review the evolution of human consciousness.

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One must assume that early man was as unconscious as are wild animals today. In other words, early man had no rational explanation for external reality. And this extends back into hundreds of thousands, millions, of years of pre-Homo Sapiens existence. Presumably the more recent nomenclature homo sapiens, wise or knowledgeable man, indicates the beginning of consciousness of the world outside the mind. As it took until the twentieth century before psychologists began to significantly understand the working of the human mind it can be easily seen that the learning process was long and slow. Man was barely conscious of either his own mind or the world outside his mind, working with very little true knowledge he came up with some pretty bizarre explanations of how things functioned.

He invested all animate and inanimate objects with life and sensation. Thus he created the supernatural and the natural. The world was filled with invisible beings both good and bad. Gods and Devils, Faeries, Elves, Gnomes, Elementals. The air was packed with demons and angels and what have you. This was true down to and including the beginning of history and well beyond, even into the nineteenth century. Gods came and went, old gods died, gods who failed in their duties were discarded or transformed. Each people had their own gods. In the clash of peoples and therefore gods, peoples went under and with them their gods.

In this mental context I would like to examine the period in European history from 1100 to 1300, a very critical and rich period in Europe and the Middle East that would eventually affect the world when the European diaspora took place from c. 1400 to the beginning of the twentieth century.

By1300 the Catholic, that is the Universal, Church was the dominant supernaturally based force in Europe and the ME- Middle East. In order to confirm its position it had to eliminate all other supernatural belief systems. This was no easy task as other supernatural beliefs systems had the same credibility as the Christian and the Catholic Church was never completely successful. This was a wonderful period and I hope I can successfully display it with some justice.

There were many competing supernatural belief systems competing at this time, many remnants of old decayed and dying gods as well as their successors trying to establish themselves against the dominant Catholic Church.

The old Greco-Roman systems still survived in out the way places and pockets and even in the popular mind. The old Egyptian systems had been mutating since the Assyrian invasions of the seventh century BC. No longer with a national State to support the religion it had infiltrated Christianity to a degree and went on mutating over the centuries but was still a potent force as an element of the Catholic faith.

Of course the backbone of Catholicism came from the Jewish religious system through Christianity. The Catholic Church took over Jewish religious sites wholesale. Thus the erstwhile Jewish capital of Jerusalem became the holiest site of Christianity in Europe. With the founding of the Mohammedan religion of Arabia the so-called Holy City fell into non-Jewish-Christian hands.

As Europe reorganized and became somewhat unified under the Carolingian kings of France, the idea of the Holy City in Moslem hands became intolerable in Church eyes and so just prior to 1100 the Church instigated the idea of liberating Jerusalem giving the period under consideration the name of the Crusades.

This was done for supernatural reasons. On the European side one was under God and on the Moslem side one was under their deity who went by the name of Allah. Thus one had the War of the Gods.

The ME had always been a hotbed of competing supernatural religious ideas. Innumerable Gods and Goddesses. Some intriguing mental projections in the bargain. Generally speaking few if any had completely disappeared. If the actual religion has been suppressed the guiding ideas lived on.

The human mind has continued to evolve, that is consciousness, so that the internal unconscious mind has been enlightened toward a correct appreciation of the external world. That is, as Freud expressed it, the personality or mind is integrated when consciousness has illuminated the unconscious. The period under consideration was an important period in the evolution of consciousness. It should be remembered that any of these imaginary beings had equal validity in the consciousness of people of the times. God or Faerie, same thing.

The Aryan Land of Faerie has as much a claim to reality as did the God of the Jews, Isis of the Egyptians, Cybele, the God of the Christians, however as Jews and Christians were dominant the other imaginary deities were not disproved but ridiculed and suppressed. Thus, in this tremendous period of the Christian crusades to recapture the religious capital of Jerusalem there were many unintended consequences. The Crusades opened the gates to admit ideas from the other suppressed belief systems. Thus, the Cathar religion of Manichean sympathies had migrated West from Iran through the Balkans to gain a firm foothold in Southern France, also known as the Occitan.

This was a large trans-Alpine area including the Aquitaine. This area fostered the romances of King Arthur and the Round Table which was a Faerie kingdom. A land of magic and enchantment both anathema to Judeo-Christianity. The wonderful romances, far outshining the dull Jewish bible, were developed during the twelfth and thirteenth centuries.

Thus the Catholic Church was confronted by a number of competing belief systems. The Cathar problem was solved in the midst of the Middle Eastern crusades by a crusade against the Cathars. A genocidal war against the unfortunate Cathars was conducted by the French at the instigation of the Church. This involved an actual man hunt to destroy the Cathars root and branch. Apparently the Church remembered the Amalekites.

That solution was really easy for the Church but the Arthurian romances that involved England, France, Germany and associated peoples could not be dealt with so easily. Indeed, when the main assault came against the Church it would come from the three countries mentioned. They required boring from within, co-opting the ideology. Catholic writers thus chose to change the direction of the romances from a warrior cult to one of a quest for spiritual perfection. This was achieved through the introduction of the character of Galahad, the son of the nearly perfect but flawed knight, Lancelot of the Lake.

At the same time a French series of works called the Chansons de Geste- Songs of Adventure- were written to discredit the Land of Faerie. A key text along this line was an amazing story titled Huon of Bordeaux. Bordeaux was a key Cathar city, sort of the Faerie capital, bordering the the key Cathar stronghold of Mont Segur. Galahad ascended to heaven from that stronghold along with the Holy Grail to lay the Arthurian threat to rest.

Huon of Bordeaux introduces the king of the Faerie Land, Oberon. Oberon and God are in a contest to see which would most successfully aid Huon in his quest to exonerate himself from a punishment imposed by the ninth century king of France, Charlemagne. Bear in mind this was a contest between two imaginarily real gods, God and Oberon, king of the Faeries.

Huon, had violated chivalric protocol by successfully defending himself against Charlemagne’s evil son, killing him in the process. Charlemagne then banishes Huon, allowing him back only if he succeeds in a number of seemingly impossible feats in the Holy Land against a Moslem king. Huon doesn’t have a prayer, however passing through a forbidden forest in the Holy Land he is confronted by Oberon, king of the Faeries. This is equivalent to running into the Catholic God. Oberon, after extracting a number of vows, gives Huon a horn which if blown in dire straits Oberon will appear with a hundred thousand troops to rescue him. Huon is cautioned to never use it unless his situation is beyond redemption otherwise.

Huon is the light-headed sort so he blows the horn to test it. Oberon appears with his 100K troops but is miffed because Huon didn’t follow instructions. In any event Huon through Oberon’s aid performs the impossible tasks Charlemagne set him and returns to Bordeaux before returning to Paris and the king’s court as instructed. Another boo-boo in a long string of boo-boos. Huon could have been the prototype of Edgar Rice Burroughs’ Tarzan.

While absent from his home his brother Gerard had usurped his role and now refuses to give it up. Further adventures intervene but Charlemagne in the end comes to Bordeaux to receive evidences of Huon’s successes. Huon is unable to produce them as his brother has stolen them from him. At this time Oberon appears and magically exonerates Huon. As God had done nothing to help Huon one would think Oberon to be judged the greater than God but Huon irrationally chooses the ineffective God over Oberon even after Huon abdicates his kingship, and renounces Faerieland appointing Huon his successor. Right. Even though now King of Faerie Land Huon chooses to live happily ever after in his domain of Bordeaux while God is declared he victor in the contest with Oberon.

Meanwhile the Church was capturing the Arthurian Faerie Land so that as the fourteenth century began the Cathars, Faeries and the real life Knights Templar who had been associated with the Cathars had been disposed of. The Jews were suppressed and the Church and God were seemingly in control. However in the fifteenth century Constantinople, today’s Istanbul, was to fall to the Moslems releasing even more heretical ideas against the Catholic ideology that would result in the Enlightenment during which the European mind matured to the point where the scientific assumed prominence and scientific investigation began to reveal the true state of Nature. This development destroyed the basis of supernatural thinking placing all forms of the fantastic into defensive positions or beyond into fiction.

The Jews abandoned the idea of God, the Catholics refused to accept reality and Europeans who cherished the Faerie forced to blend the Faerie with science. That is to say, turn Faerie lands into fiction. Thus the Romantic Age took form in

Science continued to remove the Veil of Isis revealing nature to the human mind. The next big test was Darwin’s formulation of Evolution. The concept had been discussed for a hundred years previously but Darwin wrote the words that condensed evolutionary theory into fact. Romantics who had been holding on were now forced to adapt further. This adaptation produced the Second or Neo-Romantic who struggled in the face of scientific realities.

An interesting development occurred. Mankind refused to give up the supernatural. It would appear that the terrors of the real world required an imaginary refuge in which things could be controlled. Thus a transition from an imagined heaven or Faerie land began a conversion to an other world (parallel universe) that while equally unrealizable was equally comforting. The Pre-Raphaelites reached back into the past to idealize the world before the artist Raphael. From that beginning it blossomed into late nineteenth and early twentieth century novels. Among many others were the reactionary works of William Morris and the futuristic novels of the near great George Du Maurier. Du Maurier brought forward the Faerie projected into the future in a sort of science fiction.

In the US, L. Frank Baum created a modern fairy tale in his Land of Oz stories. This also meshed with the English Ruritanian novels of Anthony Hope and the US interpreter George Barr McCutcheon.

All these threads including Rider Haggard’s romantic African fantasies were brought together in the novels of the American Edgar Rice Burroughs. While not thought of as a Neo-Romantic, Burroughs was probably the greatest of the lot.

As a result of a brain injury as a young man Burroughs was capable of disappearing into his brain world to create amazing fictional realities.

His scientific background and romantic projections are nearly perfect blends. In his Tarzan series he employs Africa as a geographic reality but then transforms it into a romantic fairyland that could never exist. In his own way Burroughs character Tarzan is a reinvention of Oberon. This confused a lot of readers who insisted that the real Africa differed from Burroughs’ imaginary Africa. No contest.

For instance, Burroughs wanted to have tigers in Africa so he wrote them in to his Faerie Land. The magazine version of Tarzan of the Apes had tigers and made the story truly fabulous. However readers, being literal when their imaginations failed to embrace the flights of Burroughs’ fancy forced the writer to change the tigers to lions thereby wrecking the Faerie land Africa, this alternate reality that Burroughs wished to create. Burroughs himself was heavily influenced by the fairy tales of L. Frank Baum, with whom he became great friends, so that if you’ve read Baum and keep Oz in mind while reading Burroughs the stories take on an added dimension.

Burroughs didn’t stop with Tarzan and Africa but out of the same mind during the same period created another fairly land on Mars and another at the Earth’s core honoring the fabulous hollow Earth notion. Thus three complete Faerie lands.

Of course, there was already a fairly large body of Mars and space travel stories in existence but they took a fairly clumsy approach and turned it into a whole something else, sensational, perhaps, for the moment but without enduring appeal.

At the same time, early teens of the twentieth century, a man named Hugo Gernbach was taking science fiction to a whole new level beyond Burroughs that would result in the fantastic blossoming of sci-fi in the nineteen-fifties.

This was truly a romantic recreation of Faerie Land. Worlds beyond comprehension; the transformation of the Little Folk into space aliens of every description with their human counterparts. The true nature of sci-fi has been little appreciated.

The neo-Romantics of the second period also created the horror and fantasy genres that would dominate literature along with sci-fi. The two greatest and most enduring creations were the Frankenstein of Mary Bysshe Shelley of the first Romantic period and the greatest of the monsters, Bram Stoker’s vampire Dracula. Vampire stories had been around since Shelley’s friend Dr. Polidori wrote his short vampire piece. Varney the Vampire had made his appearance in mid-century England, attributed to Rymer but Stoker’s sensational novel formed the template for all future vampire stories including those of Anne Rice who was or is totally obsessed by the genre. Thus the supernatural transformed into quasi-scientific reality has survived to the present.

The Liberal mind evolved out of the Judeo-Catholic religious sphere, more specifically influenced by the Jewish aspects of the Old Testament, most especially by the notion of a people elected by god to rule mankind in his name. The notion is essentially amoral.

As the Jews are supposed to be creating God’s will on Earth, bringing his rule to all people they believe that means by any means necessary. That notion includes the elimination of whole peoples who may stand in the way of that realization. Thus the great Liberal novelist Victor Hugo would explain in his novel 1793 the advent of the new perfect Liberal world can never be achieved so long as ‘obstructionists’ live so that Liberals are justified in killing tens or hundreds of million or even a billion in what would be a vain attempt to eliminate differences of opinion.

Thus, today, we have the Liberals hoping, praying for the deaths of ‘old’ people who they fancy stand in the way of the realization of their utopia, while they imagine all people under say fifty are guided one mindedly by their utopian ideal.

On the other hand, Jews, Negroes and others believe that the whole White population of a billion people must be eliminated before their dreams can be realized. It was believed by them that their dream was approaching realization in this 2016 election.

This hope was upset by the maverick Donald Trump. Trump’s election set the Liberals off on a disappointed frenzy. Hence, Foreign Affairs issue Volume 97 no. 2 is devoted to expressing their disappointment by denouncing now President Trump.

Thus of the five articles under the collective Letting Go, three are definitely written by Jews, Eliot A. Cohen, Barry R. Posen and Adam S. Posen. The female contributor Sarah Margon is also Jewish. The only possible non-Jewish contributor is Jacob Sullivan, possibly of Irish derivation. As these articles are all assigned, that is written on hire, Sullivan may be assumed to be compliant.

It is evident therefore that the Jews are behind the extreme anti-Trump movement. While Trump seems to be obligated and subservient to the Jews for financial reasons their extreme opposition can only be based on the fact that Trump has taken a course independent of Jewish hopes and dreams.

The Jews, then, forming the core beliefs and fantasies of the Liberals give full and open access to the Liberal mind. The Liberals consider themselves to be justified sinners, the elect chosen by god to bring his heaven, his perfection to Earth as in heaven. There is no dissuading them, no ameliorating their extreme beliefs. They can only be quarantined or suppressed much as they hope to murder all opposition.

There is no room for discussion or compromises. Either they win or non-believers win. There is no other option.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Short Story

Far Gresham’s Dilemma

by

R.E. Prindle

 Pages torn from the memoirs of Far Gresham 12/25/1981

Edited by R.E. Prindle

 

My troubles had been increasing. I struggled to avoid what I knew would be the inevitable conclusion. I had seen the situation developing itself, had done my best to avert it by taking evasive actions years before, but the juncture and collision of the two forces were unavoidable. When the collision occurred I knew, I hoped that I wouldn’t, but I knew that I would buckle and collapse before the concentrated hatred of my enemies. My probable reaction had been impressed into my psyche decades before. I knew this, but I, as we all are, was powerless to resist this old imprinting. Coinciding with the objective phenomena had been the gradual disintegration of my personality. Self-analysis had cleared me of nearly all deleterious psychological reactions but now I was faced with trying to exorcise the central external factor which controlled my psyche; which compelled reactions in me which were irrational and beyond my control.

I was now approaching forty-two. Over the years as I had peeled back the layers of the onion seeking that core which would liberate me from my thralldom and allow me to face the world with a clear mind and cohesive purpose. I had resolved many aspects of my personality but this one remained beyond my grasp. All my efforts to convince myself to deal with this central problem had been rebuffed by my subconscious mind. I thought I had come close on several occasions, but fear always held me back. I had convinced myself that the event was of minor importance. I believed that, while this occurrence held me in thrall, that, while it had humiliated the child I had been, this terrible happening would turn out to be insignificant. I was both right and wrong.

I was too late to alter the outcome of my objective situation but I did find salvation for my subjective situation. The latter was of the greater importance to me. The period was one of very troubled sleep. I had had several successive weeks of disturbing dreams. They did not frighten me. I knew that negotiations were being undertaken by my conscious and subconscious selves. The violence of the dreams only indicated the significance of the matter under consideration. The dreams occurred every night and seemed to last through the whole night. Obviously a climax was imminent.

The revelatory dream, that dream that liberated me from the enthrallment to the traumatic circumstances was preceded by a brief little dream that set the stage for the major revelation. The dream was a quiet little dream, merely a vignette. It was a peaceful little dream set in a scene that was potentially terrifying. Strangely, it was not.

I became conscious of looking into a darkened warehouse filled with rows and rows and stacks and stacks of boxes. In the aisles there was a man searching frantically and desperately through the boxes in the gloom of the shadowy warehouse. There was no light. I didn’t know how he expected to find anything. But he continued to search in a manner approaching frenzy.

Aroused by the noise, a guardian appeared to investigate. I recognized him immediately; it was Death. Death had not the fearsome, ugly appearance as he is usually depicted. He was a kindly looking avuncular old man with an understanding expression on his face and a shock of gray hair. He had come out to investigate the noise. He found a Burglar in the House of Death. I recognized the Burglar too. It was me. I wondered what I was looking for.

The information was immediately forthcoming, for Death, without approaching the Burglar asked him what he was doing.

The Burglar was very distraught, his expression revealed a deep distracted anguish. He replied: ‘I’m looking for my dead self. My first personality was murdered and taken from me. I need him to make myself whole again.’

Death looked at the Burglar with some amazement: ‘Are you dead?’ he asked.

‘No.’ replied the Burglar, ‘It’s my original self who was murdered.   I’m looking for his ghost.’

‘If you’re not dead then you can’t be here. Death told the Burglar in a kindly manner. ‘You must leave now or stay forever.’

But the Burglar was too distraught to comprehend his danger and blurted out: ‘But you don’t understand, I can’t leave until I find my original self.’

Death seemed to be amused rather than angered by this impertinent reply. He emitted a low warm chuckle: ‘I don’t understand? Ha. Ha. I don’t understand! If you have misplaced it or allowed it to atrophy then you have come looking in the very wrong place. You should search your own pockets first.’ His voice lowered to a tone of stern rebuke: ‘Leave now and bother me no more until I come for you.’

Darkness closed in from the edges until the middle disappeared. When I awoke I enjoyed a certain calmness amidst my general disturbance. I relaxed in a state of excitement. I knew what to do but I didn’t know how to go about it. I actively tried to compel my conscious to vex my subconscious to make it give up the secret. It was very reluctant to do so. One night in this long period of stormy dreams my subconscious presented me with a new metaphor to see if I could interpret it correctly.

When the dream took form I found myself in the playground of a grade school with another boy who was looking to me for guidance. The ground rose in three slight equal gradients to the school building which was perhaps a hundred yards in the distance. It was daytime but there was no light. No grass grows on a playground and there were only a few tufts around the occasional tree in this one. In the distance just outside the building stood a figure pointing something in my and this other boy’s direction. Taking time to get a clear look at this figure, who was a mere shadow, I discerned that he was pointing a rifle at me. This other boy said: ‘What is that red spot on your chest?’

I looked down and saw the red dot from a laser rifle centered on my heart. I immediately leaped to the side to get the dot off my heart knowing that with the laser beam on me the rifleman couldn’t miss. He stood stationary, but, now aware of the laser beam I rolled around on the ground, adopted stooping and standing postures, but no matter what I did the laser beam remained on my heart. Although I was clearly in his sights the rifleman didn’t pull the trigger. All this time the other boy kept advising me to be calm, that the rifleman wasn’t shooting. Good calm advice but the laser beam wasn’t aimed at his heart.

Finally, convinced that no shots would be fired, I ran from the schoolyard and headed for some city streets lined with middle class houses. I rushed toward them and was actually among the houses when a sentry who was stationed in a guard house which I had already passed commanded me to come back to him. I was beyond his reach and ought to have kept going but the sense of guilt which had pervaded my life prevented my continuing. I returned to the sentry box. I stood before the sentry awaiting his decision. I had broken into a nervous sweat, as had been my habit, and stood twitching guiltily. He did and said nothing. Ignored me.

Astonished at his lack of interest in me I began to wonder what this dream might mean and how it was related to my central childhood fixation. While I was standing there in my consternation my subconscious, deriding my inability to grasp the meaning of the metaphor, decided to show me the central fixation of my life, the one situation that controlled my responses to everyday life and all personal relationships. But this was no easy task. For I resisted. For this intense shame, humiliation and debasement had encased the memory behind a stout concrete block wall, or so it was represented in my dream. Perhaps the method of penetrating this wall had been suggested to me by an old movie I had seen years before, the name of the movie was The Children Of The Damned.

In this movie several intelligences from outer space had been sent to Earth to assume control of Earthmen. They were in the form of babies, the movie was produced in the wake of the Nazi Era so the babies, soon to be children, were blond and blue eyed. Obviously a thinly disguised simile for the ‘Blond Beast’. They were very aggressive. As eight-year olds their intelligence surpassed all but the most learned Earthmen. Earthmen soon grasped their danger and set out to destroy the super intelligent aliens. But the children’s penetrating intelligence, which was able to read minds, detected every plot against them. Finally a noble Earth martyr carried a brief case loaded with dynamite, a few years later he would have been able to fill his pocket with plastique, into the classroom. In order to foil the intelligence of the alien children he concentrated his thoughts on a brick wall. The children, standing in a semi-circle around him, directing their intelligence to shattering his wall, which was graphically portrayed in the movie. As the wall was destroyed bricks flying everywhere the martyr’s thoughts of the briefcase shown clear, of course, the children were too late. The bomb exploded blowing eight space kids and one noble martyr back into outer space.

So, as I stood in terrific anticipation, my subconscious directed an energy against the wall which separated me from my dead self; the assassinated child of my youth, the murdered child of another time; the hope of another universe. The concrete wall was disintegrating before my eyes. Fragments flew in every which way. As the hole in the wall was enlarged the object of the search by the Burglar in the House of Death revealed itself. Its full horror was exposed to my view.

My mind’s eye received the image. It was a scene, a snapshot. I can see this still photograph of my degradation today, now, just as it was presented to me on that night, in that dream. I was unable for several weeks thereafter to comprehend the scene. I could see the picture but try as I might I could not actually remember the sequence of events. Still my mind began to slowly reconstruct the situation.

This period of my life, from four to eight, had always been jumbled In my memory. I had never been able to arrange events of that period into chronological order. I was now able to unfold those years and reconstruct my life of that period.

The picture I was shown was simply this. A group of twelve children, we would all have been six or seven in the second grade, were standing in a semi-circle around a child in frozen motion on one foot in mortal terror and a cold sweat. Elsewhere on the playground, this was during recess, stood twelve other children in disarray. This was the incident that shaped my reactions to life, that directed my responses against my will.

There was still no memory. The scene was not brought to life, converted from a single snapshot into a cinematic motion picture. Nor has it since. The memory was and is too painful. Yet I have been able to reconstruct that terrible moment and the steps that led up to it.

Partially I did this from memory; partially from research. I never contacted any of my former classmates. I went back to the Valley and collecting the name of my classmates from the school archives and examining the archives of the Valley Star around those years I have been able to reconstruct the following account. As in all wars there was an ante-bellum period. It begins actually, before I was born.

My mother had never wanted me. In her family the eldest female cousin was given the rights of primogeniture. As I was the first born child of my mother and her three sisters, she had desperately hoped for a daughter so that she could leap to being chief among her sisters. Her disappointment when I was born was severe. She never forgave me for not being a girl, nor was she prepared to assert my rights against my female cousin born four years later. It is just as well that she abandoned me for I can never forgive her for having abandoned my rightful role as eldest cousin in my extended family. My cousin, Danielle, when she was born had displaced me. This early abandonment in favor of my cousin has also left its mark on my character. My mother was no mother to me.

She, while in high school inadvertently set in motion the animosity directed at me in the second grade. Such is the unpredictability and uncertainty of life. She, while in the twelfth grade, accepted a date with a boy by the name of David Hirsh. David Hirsh was the son of Solomon Hirsh who owned Hershey’s Department Store. I do not know what my mother’s parents did but I do know that they were not well to do, nor were they ever of the social station the Hirshes enjoyed. Well to do boys only date girls from a lower social stratum for one purpose. Perhaps my mother was too naïve to know this, or perhaps she flattered herself that this rich kid might actually fall in love with her. He, on his part, being a rich kid, expected to score. Go all the way as they expressed it in those days.

Cars had not attained the universality in 1936 that they posses at the present. David Hirsh had a car of his very own which he could drive to school and park for all to see. His status at school was very high. Picking my mother up in his new automobile he employed a trick that undoubtedly antedated cars. He drove her a few miles out of town, parking the car in a grove of trees by the side of the road he quite bluntly told her to put out or get out. My mother would not be intimidated by a boy who threw off the disguise of a knight in shining armor and announced he was nothing but an arrogant rich cad in a shiny automobile. She got out. Dismayed at this rejection of what he considered a low class broad who should have been grateful for his attention, he shot off a few uncomplimentary remarks about my mother’s national antecedents. Now, from 1900 to, say, 1940 when immigrant nationalities were still in process of acculturation, national antagonisms were high. Even in the thirties, after immigration had been closed down in 1924, foreign accents were common and ethnic traits still persisted. My mother while not having an accent could still be identified as a Pole by her vocal rhythms. She still clung to certain Polish articles of dress. She still had a romantic attachment to the Polish babushka, or kerchief worn over the head and tied beneath the chin. Thus in this ethnic jostling racial and national slurs were commonly expressed. Fist fights occurred over national differences. Immigrants were stopped on the streets by natives and compelled to recite the pledge of allegiance of kiss the American flag.

Therefore the following passage in historical perspective should not be alarming. It is history. It is the way it was. Hirsh knew that my mother was of Polish ancestry. Everyone knew everyone else’s national antecedents. It was important. Now, irritated to the point of distraction by my mother’s refusal of his improper proposal, mixing nationalities freely he called a dumb Polack and a stupid Bohunk. Either he was ignorant of his geography or in is frustration he lost touch with who he was talking to. Perhaps in his sexual rut he saw double. I don’t know.

There is an old saying: People who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. This old saying applies to everyone but it especially applied to David Hirsh. For, as his name indicates, he was Jewish. One of the many nationalities with representatives in the United States. In a world of immigrant antipathies there are pejorative nicknames for every group of people. My mother’s mind was well furnished against any contingency of name calling.

As David Hirsh inched slowly along just behind my mother shouting these derogatory national epithets, as well as others even more personal, my mother absorbed in her disappointment was oblivious to everything else. Then regaining some composure she began to hear what he was saying. Taking umbrage at this very unjust conduct, she returned a few sharp epithets. She used words like ‘kike’ and ‘sheeny.’ Words that have all but lost their meaning today.

Disappointed in love, his heart filling with rancor at what he later described as that ‘arrogant Polack bitch,’ Hirsh heard those words flung back at him and his heart in turn became cold. With that marvelous ability that human beings have of disregarding their own provocative words and actions, David Hirsh immediately forgot his insult of ‘Put out or get out’ and the ethnic slurs he had first hurled at my mother. Swallowing hard he decided that he had been rejected because he was Jewish and my mother was an anti-Semite. He gave the car the gas, drove off in a shower of gravel and left her to walk home.

The matter might have rested there except for the fact that Hirsh was prone to dig his own grave. He would always be an adept at self-embarrassment because of his vindictiveness. Hirsh had boasted to his friends who he was going to date, what he was going to do to her and where he was going to do it. In those ancient times before macadam and concrete had completely altered the landscape as we knew it, the roads were graveled, especially in rural and semi-rural areas. As the Valley is very wet, deep wide ditches ran along each side of the road to drain the fields. Three of Hirsh’s friends, out to watch the action and verify Hirsh’s boasts, witnessed the whole thing from within a ditch. The next week at school Hirsh was not allowed to forget or even accept responsibility for his action. ‘She’ had done it to him. She must pay.

Two years later my mother married my father. As they say, I was the result of that union. Four years later my mother divorced my father. We went to live with her parents. While we lived there I entered Kindergarten at Emerson Grade School. At five I had not yet heard of class consciousness. I was apparently the only innocent in the room. At Emerson the classes were all of about twenty-five students. My room divided into two social classes. There were twelve students in each group, that I will call after one of the two classes in H.G. Wells’ story of the Time Machine, the Eloy. There were twelve students in the group I denominate Morlocks, plus myself. I remain uncomprehending of class differences to this day.

Amongst my classmates was a boy named Michael Hirsh. Michael was the son of the same David Hirsh who had dated my mother. David Hirsh had not forgotten the consequences of his unfortunate behavior. Thus the biblical heritage expressed itself as the ‘sins’ of the Mother shall be visited on the son.

Michael Hirsh, as I now believe, on his father’s instructions, set about to humiliate me to avenge his father’s humiliation of himself.   Kindergarten was not a happy time for me. I was rejected by the Eloy and seeing the abject disposition of the Morlocks, I had no desire to take a place with them. Rejected by my mother because I was a boy, I was now rejected by my classmates.

I was a lonely boy and perhaps consequently a difficult one. Thus the year passed. I played alone in the schoolyard and remained ignorant of my situation.

Did I mention there was a war on? Yes, this was 1943 and 1944. Hitler and Tojo were out to conquer the world. Millions of men were in uniform. Industrial manpower was in short supply. Prior to the wars the Valley did not have a large Black population. Blacks were encouraged to migrate North to work in the factories as the White boys had been drafted for the war. Thus racial antagonisms were added to immigrant national antagonisms. I’m not bragging. Many times I have wished that I wasn’t that way, but I believe in equality before the law and fair play. Laugh at me if you will. It’s my way and I’m not going to change, can’t, won’t.

One day in Spring, just before summer vacation, as Kindergarten was drawing to a close three little Black kids were introduced into our midst. Here is where the direct meaning of my dream begins. A tremor went through the class. Today you can search the country over without finding a person who will admit that they were ever prejudiced against Black people. David Hirsh was no exception. Hirsh stayed as well informed as a busybody. Aware of the Black kids time of arrival he instructed his son Michael what to do when they arrived.

Michael, who had a habit of emphasizing his opinions with his projected index finger, shook it at each of us and told us that under no circumstances were we to fraternize with the Black kids. I thought this was wrong, but, already an outsider, I wasn’t going to make it worse for myself by objecting.

On the way to recess Michael Hirsh re-admonished us. Once outside, however, he added a new condition. He demanded that the Black kids sit on the edge of the sand box and not move during recess. This was going too far. I took offence. As I played alone I was not averse to the Black kids having to play alone, but I could not condone their not being allowed to play within themselves.

By coincidence I was standing between the Black kids and Hirsh who stood there shaking his finger at them. Hirsh stood before the Eloy who were gathered behind him. I have never been overly keen on fighting. I was always small for my age. Hirsh was a good two inches taller than me. I told Hirsh and the Eloy that I didn’t think it was right to make those kids sit there during recess. He told me that was the way it was going to be. I said, No, I might refuse to talk to them but I couldn’t allow this. I exhorted the Black kids to get up and fight with me against the injustice. Hirsh was dumbfounded. No one had ever challenged his authority before. I was not only challenging him I was offering to fight him. Those little Black kids left me hanging out to dry. They wouldn’t budge. Fortunately Hirsh was a coward. He had already stepped back into the protective pocket of the Eloy. I had envisioned Armageddon but now Hirsh and the Eloy had melted away.

I thought it was over. I had no idea of the seriousness of my crime. Michael Hirsh went home and bawled to his father. His father had not anticipated that his son would be challenged. He had failed to provide his son with the appropriate response. Michael Hirsh’s self-confidence was shattered. I had no idea what I had done. As my mother, by standing up for herself, had humiliated David Hirsh, so now I had likewise humiliated Michael Hirsh. David Hirsh was enraged. Failing to see the injustice of his cause, a second time, he determined on revenge.

After school the next day Hirsh padded up behind me and hissed into my ear: ‘We’re going to get you.’ I did believe he meant what he said. But the year was over and it would have to wait till next year.

At just this time my mother made her first attempt to abandon me. She arranged for me to go live with a family named Smith. The Valley straddles the River and is therefore divided into two distinct towns with two distinct characters; The East and West sides. The East Side was gradually claimed by the incoming tide of Blacks. The Whites moved out into the hamlets, or West Side. The Smiths lived on the West Side of the River. I transferred from Emerson to Thoreau. I was relieved, for I knew that had I remained at Emerson Hirsh and the Eloy would have their vengeance.

Except for the longer minutes with which childhood is endowed my relief was short lived. In May of that year the Smiths informed my mother that I could no longer stay with them. My mother, still unwilling to accept me, found room and board for me with a family named Johnson. On the East Side. In the Emerson school district. I was terrified. I returned to Emerson in the mid-First Grade. There was an electric shock amongst the Eloy as the message ‘He’s back’ flashed from mouth to mouth.

By this time I had forgotten the reason for my persecution. I was so concerned about the enmity of the Eloy that I never thought to reason why. My offense was certainly a justified one, or what I would have thought my so-called offence to have been. Actually Hirsh and the Eloy didn’t consider their action against the Blacks as unjust. Therefore, in their eyes, my offence consisted of an act of insubordination; a refusal to keep the place they had assigned me. The Eloy were unrelenting; I was harassed continually. The Morlocks either actively followed orders to interfere with me or were too timid to resist. The teacher acquiesced in the attitude of the Eloy. Perhaps David Hirsh put pressure on her after Michael informed him I was back. Authority is always week kneed. It will always accept the position of the stronger. Justice is not a factor in its decisions.

Taken by surprise, David Hirsh, his son and the Eloy could not obtain a revenge that would gratify their desires during the four remaining months of the first grade. David Hirsh thought long and hard on the matter. The Biblical answer was an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. The punishment must fit the crime. David Hirsh’s thoughts roved back to the celebrated Dreyfus Affair in France at the end of the nineteenth century. Dreyfus, a Jew, had been convicted of spying. Part of his punishment was a brutal degrading. He had been compelled to stand before his assembled brother officers as he was stripped of the insignia of his association with the French army; had them torn from his uniform and thrown in the mud. Ruminating on this famous cause celebre he associated it also with his son’s embarrassment. For as difficult as it is for me to conceive, Michael Hirsh took my objection to his injustice in the same manner in which I will describe my humiliation. In his mind David Hirsh sought to avenge both Dreyfus and his son on me.

Hirsh formulated his plan, instructed and drilled his son and the Eloy in the procedure. I remained with the Johnsons in a state of agony, fearing the approach of September.

I know that winter had not arrived as the leaves were still on the trees, so it is possible that I was gotten on the first day of school. I still do not know exactly what happened. I am only surmising from an interpretation of the photograph I was shown in my dream; or perhaps I am drawing up information reservoirs my subconscious still denies me access to. I have thought that my punishment was the requirement imposed on the Black children two years previously in Kindergarten. But in reality it was the ‘punishment’ I had had unknowingly imposed on Michael Hirsh. David Hirsh had instructed his son what to do. His son executed perfectly. At recess the Eloy arranged themselves in a semi-circle around me. The worthless Morlocks, who were excluded from all Eloy intercourse hung listlessly in the background where they belonged. In Kindergarten Hirsh had encountered me in the point position. Exposed, he had retreated into the protection of the Eloy behind him. His lack of character at that moment was the crime with which I was charged. Now, as the keystone in the arch surrounding me, protected deep within the pocket which enclosed me, from within which authority always works, coward that he was, all authority is cowardly, he was prepared to deal with me. I ha no problem with fear. I would have fought if challenged. I might have fought if Hirsh had been on point as in Kindergarten. Maybe the movie of the Alien Kids acted as a mild solvent, loosening the cover on my suppressed memory which decades later allowed me to recover a souvenir of this incident, for just as the Space Kids glared hatred at the Noble Martyr only to break his reserves too late, so the Eloy gathered around me and glared hatred into my soul. If they had all set upon me physically the result could have been borne, but I could not resist their cumulative concentrated hatred. I crumbled beneath the projected blizzard of hatred. David Hirsh achieved more than his goal. He not only humiliated me he killed my soul. Michael Hirsh, in the keystone was shaking the customary finger at me. He told me that I was to take a step toward him and stop when he told to stop. I raised my foot and he said stop. In that awkward position I was told to remain for the duration of recess. Thus I was substituted for the Negroes in Kindergarten.

I hope the reader doesn’t think badly of me. I don’t know that I am ashamed today although I resent myself for having complied. I know in my heart that they would have backed down if I had resisted.

Hirsh must have been the shadowy figure in my dream. His finger must have been the laser rifle, or perhaps the laser beam was a symbol of the hatred projected on me. The figure never fired because the laser beam represented a hatred that would never cease.

The memory of the event was immediately suppressed by me. I died at that moment. As Abram became Abraham and Jacob became Israel, so even though my name remained the same I became a different person, a stranger in a strange land. I therefore did not give an appropriate response to my punishment. David Hirsh had expected me to go the Michael Hirsh and the Eloy and beg forgiveness for my original sin, accept my punishment and go forth and sin no more. They were disappointed for I felt, not remembered, only their rejection. While I would never have asked their forgiveness, I might have tried to correct the matter.

Throughout the second grade I endured the active resentment of the Eloy joined with the passive acquiescence of the Morlocks, for they were forbidden to speak to me. They were powerless in their self-accepted mortification, useless in their ineffectuality. The symbol of authority, the teacher, without ever seeking my side of the story, said that I had been justly chastised. Authority lacks integrity completely.

I became a very distraught little boy.

As the second grade ended my mother informed me that I would be leaving the Johnsons. After the emotional wrench of leaving the Smiths I had prepared myself for further disappointment by making no attachment to the Johnsons. My only question was, where to next? I knew it was serious when she kneeled down to address me face to face. It’s always serious when an adult lowers themselves to a position of equality with the child.

She told me that she wanted me to enter the Children’s Home. The Municipal Orphanage. I went numb. First, I had a mother, or thought I did. Second, I had passed the back fence and stared horrified at the inmates. I didn’t know then that she meant to abandon me entirely but I subconsciously feared such a thing. I resisted stubbornly although I saw that no matter what I said she was going to put me there anyway. Finally, in an attempt to save face, I asked her if I would still have to attend Emerson. She said the Children’s home was in the Longfellow School District. Only have trusted this perfidious woman I severed myself from humanity and entered the House of the Distraught. The boys dorm was on the fourth floor. But my experience in the Orphanage is not germane to my story and I return to the war against me by the Hirshes.

Beset by psychological distresses before I entered the Orphanage, my emotional anxieties increased a thousand fold. I have often compared the sensation to an excess of electrical current passing through a transformer. All fuses blew. Wires broke loose and flashed fire to the skies. There was a loud hum, a boom, and then silence. I do not know how I survived and recovered even though that recovery would take forty years. As shattered as I was I received no mercy from David Hirsh.

I was now eight. The two wars, the European and Pacific had ended. The Japanese Empire and the Axis Powers had gone down to defeat. The enormity of the Nazi policies became apparent after the war. The impression of the American people was incalculable. The terrific inhumanity of the Nazis was difficult to comprehend. The wholesale slaughter of people for which they had no use, both within and without the borders of Germany the murder of as many intellectuals as they could get their hands on, the slaughter and debasement of the Polish nation, other Eastern and Central European Slavs and, of course, the attempted extermination of the Jews were staggering to the American mind. The single mindedness of the Nazis in the pursuit of their goals was incredible. The human mind changed from the shock of recognition.

The destruction of the Jews created a feeling amongst the Jews comparable to my own upon entering the Children’s Home. For the five years after the war, the American Jews were devastated. They had suffered no discomfort in the US but the ant colony had been disturbed, all ants were affected. They began to see Fascists everywhere. They trembled in fear that it might happen, would happen, in the United States. A Jewish writer, Ben Hecht, stated the feeling most poignantly when he stated the feeling simply as: The Jews struck out.

David Hirsh took it very hard. For the Jewish immigrants America had been a land of unexampled opportunity and freedom from the national conflicts of which they had been a part of in Europe. Their history had been one of conflict. Prior to the nineteenth century they had been in conflict with Catholicism. After the French Revolution when the influence of Catholicism had waned they began a pan national confrontation with the Pan Germans and Pan Slavs. As they butted heads with the Slavs in particular it became apparent that the Slavs would not bend to the Jewish will. By mid-nineteenth century the conflict had become bloody. A group of French Jews decided that the only recourse was to remove the Jews from Slavdom and colonize elsewhere. The Jewish Colonization Association was formed. Beginning in 1860 it was begun to transfer the entire Jewish population from Slavdom to colonies ranging from Argentina to Canada. The majority came to the United States. The difference between the Pale of Settlement in Eastern Europe and the United States was as between night and day. A transition from the rural routes to Coney Island. From medieval technology to a land of scientific marvels. From the attentive supervision of the Russian government to the complete indifference of the American government. They arrived as opportunity became a byword for America. Most stayed where they landed in New York City. Solomon Hirsh, David’s father, who was not without resources, or at least had contacts with men with resources, looked West, staked out the Valley as his personal duchy and built up a successful department store.

David Hirsh, born in 1918 in the Valley knew nothing of Eastern Europe. His life had been a life of plenty when plenty was enough for anybody. Good clothes, good food, good cars, good social position. David Hirsh had never known any more discrimination than Poles, Italians, Greeks, Lithuanians or any one of dozens of nationalities. He had known less. So in those fifty years or so of immigration he as well as a great many Jews had grown lax in their attention to the religion of their fathers. A great many would probably have become lapsed Jews but for the events in Europe during the thirties and especially in the wake of the European war. Nazi atrocities reversed the trend and confirmed them in their commitment to Judaism. David Hirsh was one of these.

It didn’t happen here. David was now twenty-eight heading into the power years of his thirties and forties. He was rich and influential in the Valley community. Always good looking, tall and well proportioned, the weight one always gains with age had filled out his form and features admirably. He had married well. He had married the former Linda Webster, an Episcopalian. By so doing he had joined two Valley fortunes. The Hershey Department Store money and the Webster Coal Yard money. He had three lovely children, well, two plus Michael. The Department store and the Webster coal yards still prospered, although the increasing chain store competition after the wars would undermine the base of the department store and the Webster’s assumption of the continued use of coal didn’t foresee the switch to gas and oil would see the coal yards and department store sit idle and empty. Still David Hirsh had everything. Family, position and the money to buy anything he could conceive. He was an American citizen in the best of all possible worlds.

Always of an imperious temper and a vindictive mind he now brooded over the European disaster of the Jews, as did all Jews and knew not what to do. As usual he wanted revenge, which meant against all the goyim; for he believed the whole world was responsible as he and the Jews believed it had sat idly by and let it happen. His grief distorted his perception of reality; although to a certain extent he was right. For, while no one but the Nazis would have attempted such an atrocious deed, still the world had been rather indifferent to the fate of the Jews.

But if all the goyim were guilty he was faced with too many targets. Unable to find satisfactory victims for his anger, he turned to child abuse and directed this additional hatred to me. He didn’t exactly remember why he believed it but he believed that my mother was an anti-Semite because of her rejection of his rude advances. He projected his own inadequacies on me and in his mind made me the future father of a nation of anti-Semites. The memory of his humiliation because of his frustrated designs on my mother still rankled in his mind. It mattered not whether he had caused his own embarrassment. Reversing responsibility came easy to him as it does to most people. It only mattered to him that he had suffered humiliation, and from an inferior bitch in his mind. He always sought to avenge his thwarted crimes, to heap injury on injury, to add insult to insult.

I had not begged for forgiveness after my humiliation so he believed that I had not been hurt, that I had stood there In jest. His natural vindictiveness now augmented by his rage against the world, Hirsh had planned a nasty reception for me as I entered Third grade. However I had evaded his net that year by transferring from Emerson to Longfellow. He was unaware that he had already hurt me as much as mortal man can be hurt; for myself had died of remorse on that September morn. He had murdered my self-esteem and I could not continue in life. I carried my dead self around with me and my walking body was half dead. It would be forty years before I could retrieve my dead self from the House of Death and begin to re-integrate my personality.

But the challenge to Michael Hirsh’s dignity by my rebellion had been severe; although I neither knew nor cared. He was being groomed to be an ever victorious man of affairs; for some reason my revolt had shattered his self-confidence and lowered him in the esteem of the Eloy. He was never to attain the same kind of self-confidence as he had enjoyed in Kindergarten again. For this I was blamed although Michael was only of mediocre talent and authority and would have had and did enjoy much lesser stature in a world larger than his Emerson class.

It didn’t take the Hirshes more than a month to locate me in the Orphanage and at Longfellow. One day in late October I saw Michael Hirsh conferring with a third grade classmate, one of the Websters, although I didn’t know the connection at the time. I knew I was in for more trouble. I was but it wasn’t that bad. The kids of the Children’s Home were kept a separate group at Longfellow. The old two class Eloy-Morlock division was broken up. The Orphanage insulated me from direct vengeance. David Hirsh watched, he stalked. He was unhappy and frustrated. He brooded and planned. A thirty year old man, acting anonymously, waged his war against a defenseless eight year old boy. The third grade passed. Hirsh planned his move for my fourth grade.

In the fourth grade I understood why the Eloy-Morlock division had disappeared. As I was turning nine the organization of the world began to become apparent. I began to see more tings. There were probably two third grade classes at Longfellow but if so I was ignorant of the other. In the fourth grade there were definitely two different class rooms. One upstairs, in a large bright airy room where the Eloy were assigned and another in a half basement, the windows level with the ground, to which we of the Children’s Home were assigned as well as others who were not fortunate enough to be assigned upstairs.

Our teacher was a woman named Miss Marks. She was a very old miss. Miss Marks was a Sephardic Jew. Her ancestors had arrived from Brazil in 1654 in the first contingent of Jews to arrive in the United States. Her name as she pointed out to us several times had been Marques in Portuguese. Her ancestor who had landed as Marques turned up several years later as Marks. She was very international in her outlook. Our study program revolved around readings about children of other lands.

As improbable as it may seem, David Hirsh devoted great gobs of time to divining his next plan to wreak vengeance on me. The plan he devised was complex, requiring the involvement of dozens of people and the complicity of hundreds. Thus, should it fail his reputation would be placed in jeopardy. David Hirsh started his campaign in the spring of my third grade, just before the humidity of summer. He was powerful amongst the Jewish community and very influential among goys. His wife Linda, nee Webster, was equally socially and politically active as her husband. She was of top standing among the women of the town. Enlisting supporters they, together, began a campaign to separate the kids from the Children’s Home from their own on the reasoning that as a class of social lepers or ‘white niggers’ we were detrimental to their childrens’ welfare. They worked hard to have a separate facility assigned to us. Failing that they wanted that, at least, we might be made to attend classes within the walls of the orphanage as, in fact, was the case with the Catholic Orphanage down the street. We were to be contained so that we might not contaminate their children. This separation might have occurred in democratic America except for the almighty dollar, God bless it. The expense could not be justified. There was seemingly no real objection to the deed.

Frustrated in their ambition, driven by their vindictiveness, the Hirshes foolishly adopted Plan B. Incredibly it succeeded if only temporarily. But for one woman its success might have been permanent.

Hirsh still thought that I had merely sloughed off my lesson in the second grade. Thus in his mind I had not only humiliated his son in Kindergarten but had done the same thing in the second grade. I had been accorded he dignity of a rebuke by Michael Hirsh himself. There was a certain dignity to that that ought to be appreciated. Handled properly by myself I might have gained honorary admission to the Eloy. Now I was to be treated to the same indignity that the Black kids had endured. I was to be their ‘nigger’ forever.

The Hirshes now sought to separate their children from we of the Orphanage within the class. Miss Marks made the orphans sit together along one wall. The Hirshes influence in town was so great that the School Board was persuaded to prevent us from playing, not only with, but playing on the same playground with the parented kids. During recess Miss Marks was compelled to separate the Orphanage kids from the parented kids. We were compelled to sit on benches and watch the parented kids play. If an additional participant was needed one of us was called up.

As we stood before Miss marks while she, suppressing her embarrassment, explained this to us, it all seemed vaguely familiar. I couldn’t remember my ritual murder but I did remember Kindergarten. For many years I thought the fourth grade incident was the only revenge attempted. I saw through the attempt immediately. The notion was repugnant to Miss Marks, as it should have been to any honest and fair person. She implemented the requirement but reluctantly. Inadvertently I defeated the Hirshes in a minute. My victories over them were always Pyrrhic.

As recess began Miss Marks instructed us in the new program. Whether I remembered Michael Hirsh and the Blacks or whether I was as indignant in the fourth grade at such nonsense as I had been in Kindergarten, I don’t know. The others from the Orphanage sat down obediently. I grabbed a ball and ran off to play by myself in another part of the playground. As I couldn’t quickly persuade any of the others to follow me, I left them. Immediately there was a chorus of ‘You’ve got to sit down.’   It came from both groups. My reply was a very aggressive ‘Make me.’   No one was riding point that day. They never do when a fair fight is in the offing.

Then a ruse was attempted. Someone of the parented kids left the field and a substitute was needed. One of ours was called off the bench to come and tell me that I was selected as the replacement. I wish I could say that I said a witty or trenchant thing but angry people seldom do. I was angry. I just said ‘no.’

David Hirsh and Michael Hirsh had been parked in a side street facing the yard looking at the scene through their windshield expecting to enjoy my humiliation. They both stared in disbelief as their efforts were foiled again. David Hirsh’s head sagged to the rim of the steering wheel. Mechanically he turned the key in the ignition and angrily shifted into first. Both David and Michael’s faces twisted into expressions of chagrin. Their brows hooded their eyes, their mouths gaped as the edges turned downwards. Their perfidious design had failed again. Another bitter pill.

Miss Marks was overcome with shame and remorse. She had tried to recover her self-respect by offering me the role of substitute. A role I rightly took as another insult. Her Judaism was offended by such criminal discrimination. Unlike Hirsh she suffered from the restrictions which had been placed on her people at other times in other far places. Her Portuguese ancestors had been lucky to escape the Inquisition. They had found a refuge in Brazil only during the short period of Dutch control of the colony. When the Portuguese regained Brazil her ancestors fled to the Dutch colony of New Amsterdam, later to be called New York. She remembered, or knew this only too well. Rather than inflicting punishment on innocent others for remembered conflicts she sincerely wished to remove injustice from the world.

The second day of the segregation was too much for her. After school that day she informed the Principal of Longfellow that she would have to resign if the segregation continued. As the Hirshes, the instigators, were well known for their wish to segregate we orphans and they attended the temple together, so that David was well known to her, she then went immediately to him to whom she offered her unwelcome opinion. Nor was she kind or diplomatic. She vented her full indignation and threw her own guilt at his feet. David Hirsh was abashed. The next day the order of segregation was rescinded. She was a courageous woman. She acted as an individual, not as one of a collective.

The repercussions of the failure of their plan were very serious. The whole concept of what America stood for had been violated. In the aftermath the reflection on the consequences of their action caused many embarrassed faces in the Valley. As the prime movers, the Hirshes bore the brunt of the blame. The two lost some fair credibility. The concern was not so much the justice or injustice of their crime, for, in society the only concern is whether one succeeds or gets away with it. The credibility was lost because the Hirshes displayed poor judgment. While misjudging their own chances of success they had humiliated all the other people that they had involved. That is a cardinal sin. They never were to enjoy the same confidence again. Hirsh, as was becoming his habit, sacrificed a great deal to his vindictiveness. He was becoming his own worst enemy.

Hirsh was not one to learn from experience. Conscious of his loss of credibility which he now blamed on me, he now made two quickly and poorly conceived efforts to destroy my reputation, such as it was, and credibility, such as any enjoyed by orphans.

The far sides of the streets surrounding the Orphanage were lined with rows of fine mature maple trees. The branches spread over the streets and yards. There were a number of men, homosexuals and perverts, who stood near the tree trunks in the shade hoping for a little short action. We were prime targets. Deprived of love, denied respect, both sexes were susceptible to minor blandishments. My mother had always advised me not to talk to strangers so I always walked by them like they were not there.

Hirsh had determined to influence the direction of my future life. As the twig is bent, so the tree inclines, he said. So he got two social rejects, men who had made a life of doing dirty deeds dirt cheap in order to be associated in any capacity with the successful rich, to wait for me along the back fence. On that day I happened to be walking back from school with Richard Grainger. They mistook Richard for me.

One said to Richard: ‘Hey, you little bastard. Youi know where you’re going? You’re going to be a criminal and die in the electric chair. You’re a thief. God hates you and you are going to spend your life in prison.’

We were young and small, at the impressionable age for imprinting. Richard was terrified and took the man’s curse literally. I had watched. Now forming my opinion I began to curse them as old bums and failures. Just as I had begun the other man realized their error and said: ‘Uh, oh, I think you nailed the wrong one.’ They had. They had also destroyed Richard’s life for he believed them, took their suggestion in, and fulfilled their prophecy.

Hirsh had failed again. He tried once more. The fall and winter had passed. Spring burst out once again. Hirsh had learned my habits. In those days before super markets and convenience stores there was an old dilapidated rundown little grocery store every few blocks. There was one two blocks from the Orphanage. We used to take our money gained from the deposits of beer bottles and whatever there to buy candy.

There, one Saturday, I found Michael Hirsh and thee of his friends waiting for me. I asked Hirsh why he was out slumming. Badinage passed between us. I went into the store to buy some candy. I was followed by Hirsh and his friends. They jostled around me while I paid. I elbowed back. Taking my candy I left the store followed by the Hirsh gang. Outside they gathered around me. But Hirsh reaching into my back pocket pulled out a candy bar and said: ‘Hey, Gresham, what’s this?’ He had placed a candy bar in my back pocket while jostling me in the store. In later years he would have been astute enough not to have taken it out of my pocket himself. He was young and inexperienced.

I said, ‘Looks like a Butterfinger.’

‘Yeah? Did you pay for this? Looks like you’re a thief, doesn’t it Gresham?’

‘That candy bar’s not in my hand, Hirsh. It’s in yours. Looks like you’re the thief.’ The grocer, seeing the candy bar in my back pocket as I left had come to the door.

‘Hey, mister,’ I said, ‘Michael Hirsh here stole this candy bar from you. Better make him pay for it. He’s got lots of money.’

Hoisted by his own petard again, Hirsh turned shamefaced, threw the candy bar down and he and his friends stalked off. His witnesses witnessed against him and Hirsh forfeited his hoped for role of a leader forever. The Hirshes would never learn.

What might have happened next remains unknown. I turned ten. At ten we were farmed out to foster parents. The Wardens took me way to the other side of town.

The Hirshes had been instrumental in the formation of my personality. My character was beyond their reach.

My dream had revealed the controlling fixation of my life. In the process my personality had completely disintegrated. The personality that had sustained me in place of my dead self was gone. I stood exposed and naked to the world while I groped to re-integrate my personality. It was a long row to hoe before my subconscious released the past to free me by a dream.

 

 

The Vampyres Of New York

Clip 10

A Novel

by

R.E. Prindle

 

I sat comfortably in my chair with a glass of excellent Cabernet looking benignly at Lessing, Giusti, Barron Cammell and in the speaker’s seat, Max Savings. There was some uneasiness as the Chicago insurrection was still raging, other disturbances were taking place in cities with majority Negro populations. While cause for concern, the concentration of Negroes in urban centers localized the disturbances rather than making them general.

In many other majority Negro areas most of the Negroes had found it expedient to head for the big cities. Thus the Negro-White situation was rather cleanly divided. Of course Manhattan was a different situation. The Negro population had halved over the past three years so while seven and a half percent was still a large population on Manhattan Island their minority status quietened them somewhat while having been expelled from the Aryan areas even those are untouched directly by the gathering storm. The news today had announced the formation of a New Islamic Republic in lower Manhattan so hostilities were imminent from that part of the city.

I think it struck all of us as odd that we were to discuss events that occurred a hundred years ago having little or no reference to today. It seemed rather eerie. Nevertheless Max began:

Max: All of us are old enough for the Bolshevic Revolution to have influenced our lives. Those born in the year 2000, now turning eighteen, may not have even heard of it, or if they have, its irrelevance to them leaves the mention of it forgotten.

Those born after, say, nineteen-eighty are old enough for more to have heard of it and perhaps taken cognizance of it but except for the few more scholarly the Revolution lacks meaning. The names of the participants save Lenin and Stalin have no true meaning to the majority of Americans living. Even the term American now has little real meaning. It is good to have some company tonight who share my interest. Sometimes walking down the street I feel like a time traveler visiting the future or perhaps a transient from a parallel universe, a man from Mars.

So, the greatest heist in History has gone down the memory hole. The theft of the wealth of a great and extensive nation.

The seizure of the government of Russia by the Bolshevics was accomplished by men who had never know power, men who had no experience or notion of governing, no background in economics nor did they ever have any idea of what money is. Thus when they gained power they were astonished to find that civilization was based on money, and they had no idea where money came from. They immediately destroyed the economy, that is the taxation base so that the only liquid wealth they had was the gold reserves and they were running through those fast.

Knowing nothing of relative value they valued the accumulated wealth of centuries at face value not realizing you could flood the market on things of extrinsic value such as jewels and art works but thing of intrinsic value such furs were only used goods that sold at fire sale prices.

Nevertheless they plowed ahead. Since they were murdering the aristocracy the aristocrats grabbed whatever of value was portable and fled the country. Thus, not only were these confiscated goods a drug on the market but for decades they were a drug on the market. The emigres growing more impoverished by the year they sold their jewels and other portable wares while becoming a laughing stock.

Imagine having been the equals in the highest society then walking around in worn out outdated clothes, no money, while being mocked as ‘Count’ if you dared to say who you had been. And then as former autocrats of Russia they were despised and hated as much as the Germans have been since the last quarter of the nineteenth century.

As they walked the streets, warehouses in the new Soviet Union, the name Russia having been obliterated from the maps, were packed with long rows of stolen or ‘appropriated’ fur coats, furniture, painting and any removables of value. Not only did the Soviets steal from the aristocrats but in an anti-Christian frenzy fabulous churches were invaded, priestly vestments, irreplaceable icons, gold and silver vessels, anything, anything of value was removed. The Soviets themselves were then on the same level as the displaced aristocrats. They had miles of stolen goods but no money.

The Money Trust, both gois and Jews, was willing to make loans to them but the amount of money required to maintain the old Russian Empire couldn’t be obtained through loans; loans were just stop gap measures and since the Soviets had no income they couldn’t pay the loans back anyway let alone the interest.

In desperation they took like some Jewish old clothes peddlers to trying to hawk old fur coats, paintings, used furniture. The Soviet Union in many ways was founded on vengeance. As has been said of the Russian Revolution- Where are the Russians? In fact there were few of them. Mostly they came from the subject peoples of the Russians- Letts, Poles, Jews, Georgians, from everywhere but mostly Jews.

As Dostoyevsky sagely remarked in the nineteenth century: The Jews would kill us all if they had us in their power. Well, now the Jews had the Russians in their power and, in fact, they were killing them; those that hadn’t the opportunity or wisdom to flee.

Barron Cammell: Hold It! Hold it! This isn’t going to some anti-Semitic Jew bashing like that one’s over there is it? The Jews! The Jews! Always the Jews! The first to be blamed and last to be forgiven. Show me some proof that even one Jews was involved.

Me: Leon Trotsky.

Barron: Trotsky was a secular Jew; he wasn’t religious. An atheist.

Me: OK. So he was an unreligious, secular, atheist Jew. What does it take to be a Jew in your eyes Barron?

Lessing: Barron! Barron! Let’s not have any outbursts. This is a fraternal society. We can express ourselves freely without rancor.

Max: It’s just history. The fact are easily ascertained.

Me: Barron, it is no more clear than in Russia that the Jews work as a national unit and secondarily as an international people working together in their own interest against all other interests in battle for supremacy. Why then are you offended that Max is placing them in the place and time?

Barron: Oh, shut up, you.

Lessing: Barron, no rudeness now.

Barron: I don’t know why you brought that guy here Lessing. Everything was fine until he showed up.

Hodding Giusti: No, Barron, things were about the same. It was just that no one had investigated anything where the Jews played as prominent a role.

Barron: They certainly did in my report on the Rothschild’s yet I didn’t accuse them of any crimes. I praised their economic acumen.

Hodding: Well, you were very generous to the Rothschilds. You barely touched on how they got their money or how they bent the rules.

Barron: You mean innovated, how they changed the way things were done.

Hodding: Merely another way of saying the same thing although laudatory instead of critical; after all theft is theft and everyone at the time knew it was theft. Time and an eraser have just altered the reality in the mainstream consciousness. A legend or myth has replaced the reality. Such altering of the past was nearly a cottage industry by the time I retired. But, let Max go on.

Lessing: Yes, Barron, after all Max puts a lot of time and effort into his presentations.

Barron: So do we all. Except for him (indicating me) obviously.

Max: I may resume then? Nevertheless, the largest faction of revolutionaries was Jewish or of Jewish origin, since Barron insists that Trotsky wasn’t Jewish for various reasons, hoping to distance them from the mass, as it were. I won’t call it recent research since the obvious has been known since the Tribe arrived at the Finland Station, however only recently, that is a few years ago, have the Jews admitted publicly that they were the engine of the revolution. I hope we can consider that settled.

It can be no coincidence that while thousands of Christian churches were looted or destroyed not one synagogue was touched so that only Russians were expropriated. Needing money and having little except the accumulated things stolen from the nobility and churches, the Soviets determined to convert the stolen things to cash. This was an incredible stash. Whatever the Nazis are said to have appropriated from the Jews was miniscule in proportion while a large part of their wealth was probably fenced goods from the revolution.

I use as my main source Sean McMeekin’s History’s Greatest Heist: The Looting of Russia by the Bolsheviks published in 2009.

As the Jews primarily were responsible for accumulating these trinkets they naturally had the networks in Europe and the US to dispose of the stuff.

Barron: Stop it! Stop it!

Lessing: Barron, please! Have some respect.

Max: Of course as all the stuff was in a legal sense stolen, the Soviet Union itself was acting as the fence. There was opposition in the West to becoming receivers of this stolen merchandise. There certainly were protests from Russian emigres when they could identify items that had belonged to them.

Curiously their claims were disregarded unlike with the Jews after WWII during which claims without a shred of evidence were awarded from items appropriated from the Nazis, different in no way from the Jewish Soviets.

Barron: There is a great deal of difference, somewhere between six and ten million Jews were murdered by Nazi thugs in the Holocaust.

Me: Six to ten? It keeps going up. Let me point out though that the Jews, as a national group, atheist or religious, were complicit in the murder of millions and millions, using your method, Barron, tens of millions of Russian aristocrats and kulaks, simple folks, and whoever didn’t keep their heads down or make it to the border.

Barron: I believe we can lay the blame for that at Stalin’s feet.

Hodding: I don’t believe we can.

Barron: Well, that’s certainly as it is in the historians I read.

Lessing: There are other histories.

Max: May I go on? Thank you. The attempt, as I say, to sell the stuff ran into opposition so that it was necessary to operate underhandedly in which the main operatives were what Henry Ford called the international Jews.

Barron: Name one.

Me: Armand Hammer.

Max: Yes, he was certainly one of the biggest. And what Jews were big buyers, especially for jewels and paintings? This leads us on to wonder how many paintings Jews were reclaiming as theirs had formerly belonged to Russian aristocrats or came from the Hermitage, that is the Czar’s personal stash.

Certainly these selling activities during the twenties were well known to the Nazis so that one might say they had an immediate example perhaps making them believe they were reappropriating Aryan treasures, to use the term. In any event theirs was not a unique crime. Nazi crimes may be considered as an extenuation of Soviet crimes.

Barron: Oh my god!

Lessing: Hush!

Max: One of the main conduits to the US, if not the main conduit was the Jew Armand Hammer. He was quite notorious at the time being resented and hated on a fairly wide scale. While it was forbidden to attack him as a Jew, anti-Semitic, he could be attacked as a Communist or tool of the Communists, which he denied on both counts. Needless to say he denied he was a Communist although his fortune was made by the Soviets.

Even his name, Arm and Hammer, bespoke his father’s politics. Hammer’s fortune was made in the Soviet Union and then he was chosen as the chief conduit to dispose of the aristocrats’ treasures in the United States. Can it be any wonder then that Hammer acquired one of the great art collections in the world for himself. How many other art works were funneled into Jewish art collections such as that of the movie star Edward G. Robinson’s?

Barron: Can you prove that Robinson bought from Hammer?

Max: Not at this time but it does make sense. For instance, David Bazelon who was the Alien Properties Custodian during WWII made Chicago’s Jews, he was a Jew from Chicago, wealthy after the war when he sold whole industries confiscated from the Germans cheap thereby making fortunes, giving Chicago’s Jews great economic power.

Barron: Can you prove that?

Max: Certainly. Those sales are public knowledge and above board.   The government records exist. Hammer’s sales may have been more clandestine although Andrew Mellon’s collection can be traced to Hammer. Mellon’s paintings were eventually given to the US National Gallery where they reside today, unclaimed by any Russian although had they belonged to Jews you can believe they would have been ‘restored’ by now.

Barron: You sound embittered by that.

Max: Indeed I am for crime anywhere is a reflection on me if I hold my silence. Heard that one before Barron? Or, all that is necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing?

The point is that Hammer’s collection was composed of stolen merchandise of which he was both a fence and receiver that could be traced to the original Russian owners, but neither Hammer nor any of the Jewish buyers who knowingly and gloatingly bought stolen merchandise ever returned it to the rightful owners. All legal actions taken by the rightful owners were thrown out.

Yet, when artworks were taken by the Nazis the Jews demanded that such, under very tenuous evidence of the former ownership, were given to them. Many probably obtained from the Russian hoards.

Even though the Jewish population losses were horrendous, six million are claimed to have fallen in the holocaust alone while other massacres such as Babi Yar and what we might call natural wartime attrition may have claimed a million or two which should have nearly exterminated the whole European Jewish population but miraculously didn’t. Thus, perhaps, using figures wildly eight million or more Jews perished out a possible ten million yet claimants sometimes multiple claimants after 1945 were there to claim anything that might possibly have been owned by Jews.

Barron: Do you depreciate Jewish suffering to concentrate on a few dollars. How heartless.

Max: You can be exasperating Barron. I don’t denigrate anything, both Whites and Jews have been known to kill for a few dollars more. The point I’m trying to make is that the Jews are not long suffering innocents and that on the one hand they conducted according to McMeekin the greatest heist, that is theft, in history and on the other hand play innocent victims. The end I’m trying for, I suppose, is that neither the Germans nor anyone else need feel guilty for causing Jewish suffering anymore than the Jews feel guilty for causing the untold suffering of the European Holocaust endured through two world wars. If Freud and the members of the B’nai B’rith wanted to see Europeans and Europe dead then between two world wars they nearly did. They sought the destruction of Russia and achieved it when Russia was wiped off the map becoming the USSR. As a Union of Republics, the Jews being one, they on paper, at least, achieved autonomy. When it became time to murder the much despised Czar and his family Jews did it.

It seems to me the height of obtuseness to believe the Jews are a holy and innocent people.

Barron: It seems to me that you and that over there lack compassion. I think you’re being heartless and are despicable.

Me: Compassionate? Compassionate? There’s no one more compassionate than me. My heart bleeds for the whole of suffering humanity. All of it not just an infinitesimal part called Jews. I see the suffering of one as representative of the whole. How can anyone be happy knowing that some poor individual somewhere is unhappy, to quote Liberal dogma. What is going on outside our windows as we sit comfortably sipping fine wine is equal to any suffering in the history of the world. I feel their pain but, still, this is excellent wine and they will have to pry my cold dead hands from the stem of this glass before I give it up. There Barron, was that passionate enough for you?

Lessing: Hear, hear! If I feel guilt I’m sure it isn’t too obvious.

Hodding: History shows that the suffering is not evenly distributed over the entire population. Even in the worst suffering some suffer more and some suffer less. I choose to suffer less. Pass that bottle over here.

Lessing: I found your presentation interesting Max. I really wasn’t aware of the confiscation of the material wealth of Russians by the Bolsheviki.

Max: Who said I was finished, but if I am, I suppose I am. It is quite a story. I was driven off my prepared remarks to a large degree by Barron’s vociferations.

Me: You made your point anyway. I rather enjoyed the controversy but then I am a child of controversies. Barron, what’s the problem here? Since you speak of Jews you know there is a collectivity that calls itself Jewish or it would be useless to speak of Jews. If there is such a collectivity then that collectivity must have some identity, some standards of conduct that it acts on. Since the collectivity functions in the external world it must be observable. Right?

Barron: Yes, of course, but that is no reason for Jew bashing.

Me: Well, analyzing those activities, whether the analysis is correct or not doesn’t constitute bashing does it?

Barron: It’s the intent that makes the difference. You are…you are…

Me: Ok, I’ll finish for you: You are an anti-Semite. Right?

Barron: Not me, you are.

Me: Right. I was just finishing the sentence for you. But Max didn’t say anything that wasn’t true did he?

Barron: That’s not the point. The truth is irrelevant. Some things just shouldn’t be said.

Me: The truth is irrelevant? I give up then. When true things can’t be said there is no hope. Civilization falls to the ground.

Lessing: A good report none the less. Let’s call it a night.

 

We all gave as jolly or cordial a good night as possible. Barron even bent a little although avoiding me in his gaze. As I was leaving Lessing asked for a meeting. I said I had to see about my suits from James Carter. I would give him a call after talking to Goldbladder. As I was leaving, my phone rang. It was Ange.

Ange: Partly, Merivale is at the door. I can see him.

Me: How does he look, Ange? Agitated, determined, worried, what?

Ange: Sort of angry, I can’t tell.

Me: Does he have his cell phone visible?

Ange: Yes.

Me: But he’s not trying to use the door speaker?

Ange: I, I, I don’t know

Me: OK. Hold on Ange, I’m going to speak to Lessing for a moment. Don’t hang up. Lessing, Steinberg’s at the condo trying to get Angeline to come to the door. You have his cell number, right? Can you give him a call and advise him he isn’t acting in his best interests?

Lessing: I think so. Ask Angeline to report on his reaction.

Me: Ange. Lessing is calling Steinberg now, keep your eye on the monitor and tell us his reaction.

Lessing: Merivale, Lessing here. We’d appreciate it if you ceased bothering Angeline.

Steinberg: I just want to talk to her Lessing.

Lessing: That isn’t possible Merivale. Angeline is no longer under your control. She is with Perry now. They consider themselves husband and wife. You have already damaged her enough. Be a good fellow and just leave. Go home.

Steinberg: Damn it, Farquhar, I’ve got rights. I…

Lessing: Rights are exactly what you don’t have Merivale. Rights are what you don’t have and actually never have had. I shouldn’t have to tell you that there are serious criminal acts here.

Steinberg: You’re not threatening me, Farquhar, because if you are…

Lessing: Call it what you will, I’m telling you we’ve got you by the shorthairs. Whatever happens you lose.

Steinberg: This is some sort of anti-Semitic trick isn’t it Farquhar?

Lessing: Good God, Steinberg, we’re talking crime, not religion.

Steinberg: Judaism isn’t a religion.

Lessing: Who cares what Judaism is Merivale. Be wise, turn around, get on the elevator and don’t come back.

Ange: He just looked into his phone, Partly. He looked at the elevator and then back at his phone.

Me: Tell him to leave again, Lessing, he’s ambivalent.

Lessing: Angeline doesn’t want to see you Merivale. She’s thinking of calling security; avoid a ruckus and get in the elevator.

Merivale: Fuck you Farquhar. Watch your step.

Ange: Oh, good, Partly, he’s walking back to the elevator. He’s leaving.

Me: Excellent Ange. Have a relaxing cup of tea. I’ll be there within the half hour. Good job, Lessing. I’ll pass a message through Goldbladder this Monday at my fitting.

Lessing: Will Merivale get it?

Me: Oh yeah. Goldbladder will have minutes of this meeting tomorrow. Steinberg within minutes of my fitting.

Lessing: And the minutes of the meeting will come from Barron, you think?

Me: Sure of it. Alright I’ll call you Monday evening to relay what happened. Great reading from Max. See you later.

 

Things are moving very fast now. My own present life has been one of stress that almost makes me dizzy. I have to make an effort to stay calm. On the home front managing Ange is demanding all my powers so that I have to develop a second personality to deal with external matters. My greatest pleasure, reading, has been shot to hell, no time, while squeezing in writing has forced me to reorganize my time usage.

Dealing with the New York situation has me, uh, ‘rising to greatness.’ I’m learning to delegate whatever can be delegated and hope for success.   Cooperating in an unprecedented emergency has been high. The ethnic cleansing of our area goes more smoothly than might be expected. The major problem is our people who have been conditioned to sacrifice their interests to others and who resist the expulsion of Negroes, Moslems and others. In order to discourage others some of these fanatics have been excommunicated , expelled North into Negroland or South into Moslemland. Tribeca being somewhere between is a mad confusion of peoples. Obviously the American Experiment has hit the rocks.

Saturday and Sunday morning then I spent working with Ragnar and his gym crew and delegations working out governmental problems within our community, maintaining Western Civilization as best we can. It’s sort of like the frontier of the nineteenth century. This is not easy. Afternoons I spent with Ange. While we consider ourselves married we still have to get to know each other.

Central Park is now safe so we spent Saturday strolling the lanes and exchanging confidences about ourselves to each other. Ange is more lovely than I could have hoped for, beautiful in mind and body.

Sunday we combined romancing with touring community neighborhoods to get some firsthand knowledge of how things are shaping up. Unsettled to say the least but people seemed to be concerned for themselves and each other. Transitioning from one state of being to another isn’t easy. So far, so good.

Then Monday was the day for my fitting. Everything going to hell but business as usual. Have to remain centered. Amazingly, amongst the growing chaos the stock market is holding up well. Instead of losing I’ve actually gained a few points in my investments. Of course I have to be nimble. Amidst all this nonsense I find myself plotting my investments. Well, life goes on, nothing stops for tea.

Our area was well below forty-fifth street so there was no problem getting from Tribeca to forty-fifth although I did have to cross the border from Tribeca into Whitelands. Our armed troops were patrolling the streets.

Me: Any problems getting gas, Ragnar?

Ragnar: No. All deliveries are flowing through without any problems. We are getting food shipments from Jersey both through the tunnels and across the Hudson. No interference through the Bronx as yet. Our membership has been growing which we have been able to accommodate so far through expulsion of others but as we’re prepared for trouble Bronxside we’re organized to invade if necessary. It would be nice to have Columbia in our fold.

Me: What does Lessing say about Obama?

Ragnar: So far DC is in a dither. Fires burning in too many places for them to wrap their heads around. Incredibly they were so confident in their agenda that they had no clue this was coming. You’ve probably noticed the jets and copters overhead but so far they’re only making noise. Lessing says they are calling in troops from NATO and other places as our troops are depleted here in the US, or what used to be the US, but where they will deploy first we don’t know.

Me: Yeah, well, I’ve got more important fish to fry just now. I’ve got suits to fit.

Ragnar: I sure hope you can handle it, Boss.

Me: Might not be the highest assignment but I’ll be better dressed for one now.

Ragnar: Especially in hot pink.

Me: You spying on me Ragnar?

Ragnar: Word gets around. Not everyone in town wears a hot pink suit with matching hat and shoes. People do talk.

Me: Yeah? Well I’m going to have a little pink mask too. Fantomas in splendor.

I hopped out of the limo, entered and mounted the staircase. Let’s see what Abe is up to.

Abe: You’re on time as usual, I see.

Me: I’m pretty consistent Abe. Time is money and all that.

Abe: According to Freud so is shit.

Me: Ah ha, ha. Well he’d know better about that than me. However I am willing to pay in kind if you like Abe.

Abe: That was just a bad joke. We’re sticking to your card.

Me: Great. So how close are we to getting the suits?

Abe: This might be the last fitting. Here let me show you something. Check out these shoes, this hat, and these gloves.

Me: I didn’t order gloves.

Abe: No, but I knew you’d want them. Look at this matching hot pink to go with the suiting.

Me: But they’re not fluorescent Abe.

Abe: Get out of here ungrateful One. Do you have any idea how much work this has been?

Me: No, but I have an idea what it’s going to cost. Remember I don’t have a first born.

Abe: We know. By the way how did it go at the whatchamaycallit club you belong to go.

Me: Something tells me you can tell me Abe.

Abe: Do you think we have the place wired or something?

Me: Something.

Abe: What would that something be?

Me: Not what Abe, who.

Abe: Oh, I see.

Me: Sure you do. So what did you boys think of Max’s presentation.

Abe: We thought it was anti-Semitic. We’re beginning to think you guys are Nazis as well.

Me: Paranoia becomes you Abe. Max is an historical researcher he simply reported what was true. We’re true historians Abe. We don’t distort the facts to fit an agenda. You have only yourselves to blame.

Abe: Sometimes the truth doesn’t have to be revealed.

Me: The other night wasn’t one of them. So what else is bugging you Abe?

Abe: We know you’re Nazis because your goons are forcing we Jews out of Little America or whatever you call your enclave. That is anti-Semitism and it has to stop.

Me: Nobody is forcing anybody to leave Abe. Those Jews you referred to wanted to be in Brooklyn in your national colony there. You aren’t going to deny that Brooklyn is a Jewish colony are you?

Abe: How would you like it if we forced Whites out of Brooklyn?

Me: We’d love it Abe, almost pay you to do it but we’d still make a big noise about it, just to put you in a bad light. Times have changed Abe, national lines have been drawn. Anti-Semitism doesn’t have the meaning it did anymore.

Abe: A big noise hey? Wait till you see the new issue of New York magazine. By the way, I see you people have started a new magazine, the New York Beobachter, is that what it’s called?

Me: I’ve always like your sense of humor Abe. No, it’s the New York Intelligencer. We have two hundred and thirty-four subscribers already. We expect to double that shortly.

Abe: I suppose you write that crap?

Me: No, Abe. I haven’t contributed as yet. So far we’ve used stringers to report local events and analyses plus relying on letters to the editor. So far, so good. Want to take a bundle of a hundred back to Brooklyn?

Abe: I don’t live in Brooklyn; I live in Manhattan.

Me: Really? Where abouts?

Abe: Not too far from you I imagine in what we call the Tribeca Free State.

Me: Yucka, yucka, Tribeca Free State, that’s good Abe. Well then, it’s either Brooklyn or the Free State for your emigres but they will have to move; we’re not much on diversity from embedded elements, we have enough problems with our own of various backgrounds.

So, is this the last fitting before delivery Abe?

Abe: There will be a last touch up to make sure everything is true. That’s next for all your suits. Make an appointment.

 

I did. As I entered the apartment Angeline greeted me breathlessly to announce: Partly, I just got a call from Lady and they’re coming back now. All hell broke loose in Europe. They were lucky to catch the last plane out.

Me: Damn. I suppose that will bring the stock market down, at least temporarily. Well, where are they now?

Ange: She said they were a couple hours out. They should be here tonight.

Me: You’ve got everything spic and span, no problem there. Just a minute while I call Ragnar to let him know.

Ragnar, we just received news that Lady and Miles will be back in a couple hours.

Ragnar: I know, they called. I’m on my way now.

Me: Ragnar already knew. He’s on his way. We’re shipshape here. Cook something up in case they’re hungry.

Ange: Lady didn’t sound very happy I was here.

Me: I’m sure she was surprised. She had no reason to suspect I would marry.

Ange. It didn’t sound like that. There was a note of disapproval in her voice. Maybe she thinks I’m not worthy.

Me: Honey, nobody’s opinion but mine counts. I know your worth, I know the criminal acts that were committed on you. There is no better person in the world than you, however the career of Angeline II, of which you are still not totally aware is still out there; for many people that is the only Angeline Gower they know. We don’t know but perhaps Miles attended one of those parties and, well, who knows? Be prepared for the worst but we can’t let that affect us.

Ange: But Partly, I don’t want you to be hurt.

Me: Honey, nothing can hurt me. I am proof to the world. I know how things function. Let me call Lessing to see if he knows. Lessing…

Lessing: I’m on my way. Hold the fort.

Lessing is on the way Ange, everything is under control. We can only wait.

When the keys began turning in the locks Lessing, Ange and I were in our places and ready. The early return was obviously due to the eruption of the Moslems in France and the incursion from Germany to the East. We should soon have some details.

Lessing: There’s the keys. I’ll go open the inner door.

 

The Carmichaels literally burst through the door in high agitation.

Lady: You can’t believe the turmoil over there. France is in flames from Marseilles to the Belgian border; Belgium is in flames. They are looting, burning and killing on all sides. They are every where, everywhere, Notre Dame was blown sky high. Churches everywhere are being blown up or burned. The clergy are being murdered. The uprisings are in all parts of France. While the army has been mobilized to combat the invaders from Germany, the troops are ambushed from all sides.

Good God, never in my lifetime, never in my lifetime did I believe something like this could happen.

Me: (clearing my throat) Welcome back to the Tribeca Free State Miles and Lady.

I said nothing but I had written that this exact same thing would happen. At my age I didn’t know whether it would happen in my lifetime but anyone who followed EU policies could see it coming.

Miles: Tribeca Free State? What are you talking about?

Lessing: Well, Miles, things have been happening here too. Manhattan is now several different States. You have the Moslem Caliphate in Lower Manhattan, the Tribeca Free State here, the New American Republic in mid-Island both East and West, the African Chieftanship in Upper Manhattan and the Bronx. So things are different. And then there’s the Orthodox Hebrew Theocracy in Brooklyn, Queens isn’t clear and we haven’t heard much from Staten Island but it appears it might be Whiteland.

Miles: Egad! The Tribeca Free State! Why that?

Lessing: Nobody is so dominant that it can be claimed but we’re doing our best to get it into the New American Republic.

Lady: Well, at least the lights are still on.

Me: Yes, we were able to seize control of the grid. We’re using it to try to freeze out the Moslems. They have no power at all, of course, that has raised some havoc with Wall Street but they can always go back . Once we cut off their water they will have to vacate. That adds to the woes of Staten Island and Long Island, New Jersey but it’s unavoidable.

Miles: So war is going on here too?

Lessing: Yes, Miles, you might call it a phony war as so far there hasn’t been too much shooting; we’re all still sparring with each other, waiting to see what Obama will do. So far, we assume he’s ‘assessing the situation.’

Lady: My God, is it the end of the world?

Me: It is certainly the end of civilization as we’ve known it. But then that began back at 9/11, now we’re really into it. But, you said something about Merkel inciting it.

Lady: Yes. Over there they think Merkel had the plan when she admitted all those Moslems in ’15 and ’16. The French think it’s a continuation of the Nazis. They think Merkel is rearming Germany and once the Moslems are out of Germany with France in total turmoil Germany will attack Moslem France and begin the conquest of Europe.

Me: Far out! Crazy little Mama Merkel. Who would have believed it. I suppose the Moslems are smashing the wine stores.

Lady: Yes, of course, but what a thing to mention.

Me: Damn.

Lessing: Ata boy, Perry, first things first.

Lady: Now that you mention it Perry I’m afraid that you and that woman will have to vacate the apartment. We’re sorry our agreement isn’t viable. Force majeure. You do understand, don’t you?

Me: Of course, Lady. Angeline has her own condo so we’ll move over there. We’ll pack and leave tomorrow. I can assure you I have no objection and no regrets. I can’t thank you enough for a very wonderful experience. I’m sure Lessing can fill you in after you’ve recovered from your flight and as we are all fighting the good fight I hope we can be friends and associates.

Lady: I’m sure we can Perry. But, I’d prefer you spent the night at…her…apartment and pick up your things tomorrow.

Me: Certainly. I understand fully and as I say Lessing will fill you in later. We’ll take our leave then.

Lessing: give me a minute Perry and we can go uptown together if you like.

Me: Sounds good Lessing. Alright with you Ange?

Ange: (suppressing a sob) Yes. I’m yours Partly.

 

Proceed to Vol. I, Clip 11

 

 

The Vampyres Of New York

Vol. I, Clip 8

by

R.E. Prindle

 

Story continues:

Ange: Partly, I tremble when I think about growing up in a country fraught with dangers I could never conceive as a child. For me my life has been an amusement park House of Horrors. The adaptations I have made to survive terrorize me. I haven’t been able to sleep well because of horrifying nightmares. Perhaps that is why I went catatonic as you say. I’m alone, or I was, and defenseless against forces I can neither evade or control. Life is a nightmare with that bastard Adelstein hounding me, demanding what I don’t want to give and he is the most powerful judge in New York.

You want me to tell you my story and I’m almost in tears thinking back to my girlhood. As you know I was born in nineteen forty-eight; that was in Orange County, California during the Gidget and surfing days. It was all oranges, sun and water, a near paradise.

Me: So you became aware somewhen around nineteen sixty.

Ange: Yes, and my parents got divorced at the same time. I was an only child and so I went with my mother. I don’t know what she was thinking when she divorced my father. He took care of her. She was a beautiful airhead and at the risk of being vulgar she didn’t know her ass from a hole in the ground. Men flocked to her and she couldn’t handle herself at all. It was horrible. Finally my father put me in Warren’s Finishing or I don’t know how I would have made it through my childhood.

Fortunately my father stuck with me. After Warren’s I went to UCLA and from there believe it or not, I graduated from Harvard Law School. That was in nineteen seventy-six.

As you may believe I was very good looking and had this amazing chest and you know what it was like in the Sixties, Seventies and Eighties.

Me: Only hearsay. I was married. Since then, of course, I’ve done a lot of reading. UCLA. You missed the Really Big Shoo up at UC but you must have around for Sunset strip in the Sixties. Sex, drugs and rock and roll and all that . How did you survive that?

Ange: You were up in Northern Oregon at that time?

Me: My wife and I left the Bay Area in sixty-six for grad school in Eugene then I opened a record store that became very successful. LA was the record capital of the world so I spent maybe three or four weeks a year on business in LA. I caught some of it but more from the fringe. I felt threatened too, perhaps in a different way but for me the terror started in Sixty and never let up until I got clear in about two thousand five. It was hard, hard travelin’ through those years. I can tell you stories.

Ange: Yes. I wish that Pill had never been invented. Of course as a silly young woman I had to have it.

Me: They beat the drums loudly, didn’t they? The Pill, the drugs, the disintegration of society; there was no safe place.

Ange: The drugs! I can’t tell you how many women I saw destroyed by some joker with cocaine. My father warned me about drugs and thank god I listened to him. Not that I didn’t do them a little, but on top of Dad’s warning I had a strange inhibition as though some hand prevented me from taking them.

Me: Really? That is strange. But, tell me, you were twelve in sixty, eighteen in sixty-eight just as things really got rolling. You say you lost your virginity in sixty-six. Was your mother from Michigan? Did you grow up in Michigan?

Ange: I was born in Battle Creek but we moved to Orange County shortly after. Have you ever been to Battle Creek?

Me: Yes, relatives there.

Ange: That’s where mother got in trouble. Some boy seduced her when she was sixteen and I was born when she was seventeen. My grand parents were horrified. They took me from her and raised me while they banished mother as a disgrace to them. That’s when she went up to the Grand Traverse where she met you or this other you. She was allowed to come back shortly after you left when I met her for the first time. She married father and we left for California.

She used to speak to me of ‘that boy’ often. She could never understand why you left without saying goodbye. Why did you?

Me: I have often thought about this Ange with an aching heart. You see, I had a broken wing and your mother had a broken wing. To salve her hurt she took to injured and things with broken wings. Toward the end she came across a deer injured by a hunter. She brought it to her cabin where she lavished all her attention on it bringing it back to health.

Then, one day, when it had recovered it looked at her with those big doe eyes lowered its head and walked away, disappearing into the forest. I thought, I don’t know what I thought, I was far from healed but I knew I that to leave too and so I just disappeared too.

I’ve always been ashamed of that but still I had no choice. In order to survive I had to cross the straits and disappear into the UP.

Ange: Where did you go?

Me: Oh, I don’t know. It’s all a blank space. The next thing I knew was that I was in Madison Wisconsin. I was already in the Naval Reserve so not knowing what to do I went active for three years and when I came out I was beginning to become Partly Wright. The name wasn’t really my mother’s joke, it was mine.

So, how did a young girl like you react to the Sixties. It was a pretty strange time. Strange Days like Morrison sang.

Ange: The Sixties pretty much passed over me. I was boarded at Warren’s most of the time so I was pretty insulated. At UCLA I spent most of my time in classes. Other than listening to a few records I don’t remember being too involved in what was going on and then I left for Harvard.

Me: From the West Coast to Boston. That must have been culture shock.

Ange: Talk about culture shock! I learned a thing or two at Harvard apart from law.

Me: I can imagine. And then you came down to the Big Bagel and then what.

Ange: Well, I had good grades, finished in the top ten percent, passed the Bar and was recruited off the lot by a middling level firm did well and was then taken by Barton, Adler, Adelstein and Dollop, a top firm.

Me: Adelstein? Is that where you met this Merivale Adelstein character.

Ange: Yes. A black spot in my life that, that I will never be able to erase.

Me: Oh, sure you will, I can erase that for you but tell me but this BAAD

Firm. A black spot. What exactly is your grievance, Angeline?

Ange: I don’t know. I can’t put my finger on it but every time he leaves I have this revolting feeling and I hate him. I always have to take a shower.

Me: Every time he leaves. Yes, I think I see. So you are aware of his coming and going but not what happens while he’s with you, is that right?

Ange: Well, I never thought of it before but no, I don’t remember anything between his coming and going, it’s just a black spot, and I always feel dirty.

Me: Hmm. And this list of women you gave me. How did you know them?

Ange: Oh, we all worked at BAAD.

Me: Let me guess. You were all blond and attractive.

Ange: Yes, either natural or peroxide.

Me: And why did you leave the old firm…what was it called?

Ange: Gorden, Oils, Oswald and Dustbin.

Me: I see, so you went from GOOD to BAAD. Why did you go to BAAD?

Ange: Well Merivale made me an offer I just couldn’t refuse; it was nearly double what I was getting at GOOD.

Me: How about that. Very nice offer. So he was impressed by your work at GOOD?

Ange: That was the funny thing. He never checked. I thought it must have been because I was from Harvard.

Me: Well now, these women hired at BAAD, did they all get real nice salaries too?

Ange: Oh yes, BAAD paid its women well. Even the receptionist made a fabulous wage for a receptionist. It was nearly a dream.

Me: I think it was a dream Ange. Do you know what a Monarch slave is my darling girl?

Ange: No-o-o.

Me: I’m beginning to understand your situation at BAAD.

Ange: You mean catalepsy?

Me. If you prefer. I’m going out on a limb here but you know what hypnotism is don’t you?

Ange: Of course. What do you mean?

Me: Umm, I don’t know how they did this. By any chance did the firm require you to see their doctor for a physical exam?

Ange: Yes, we all did, Dr. Wormowitz.

Me: Right! And was Adelstein the only Jew at BAAD.

Ange: Well, Partly, I’m not prejudiced or an anti-Semite so I don’t look for that but yes, now that you mention it Jews might have been half or more of the attorneys.

Me: And the attorney’s you knew best were all more or less chummy with Adelstein and you women were all Anglos, perhaps?

Ange: Partly, I don’t know what you’re getting at.

Me: I will tell you Ange. In your present state of mind you might not find what I have to say believable. Just listen, ask questions if you need to, think it over, that is, sleep on it and then we will see if it applies to your situation.

I think what we’ve got here is a problem in psychology. Hypnotism and suggestion. That’s a problem society is unwilling to address and of which most people have little to no awareness.

In the nineteenth and early twentieth century when thinkers began to develop a rational understanding of mental processes the discipline was co-opted by a Viennese Jew, Sigmund Freud, who then began perverting psychology through psycho-analysis for Jewish national ends.

I am not opposed to psycho-analysis per se, Ange, in fact I use it for the basis of my understanding of the mind, but a discipline can be used for good or evil and psychoanalysis has been organized for evil ends; not all practitioners are guilty and may even not be aware of the ends others are seeking.

Freud himself developed little merely adapting and organizing what other researchers had discovered while taking all the credit and suppressing the others. Two very influential in the development of Freud’s program were the Frenchman Gustave LeBon and the Russian Ivan Pavlov. LeBon gave Freud the key to mass hypnosis while Pavlov showed him how to master indoctrination and conditioning.

Freud was fortunate in having developed his program, I won’t call it a theory, just as the great hypnotic media of movies, sound recordings, radio and later TV came into existence, all developed by gois. Thus the means for a blanketing dissemination of propaganda came into existence making his program possible.

As a Jew Freud hated the European civilization that had made the Jewish ideology obsolete and like his hero the Carthaginian General Hannibal who ravaged Rome he wished condign punishment on Europe and Europeans. As a field of battle he chose European mores and morals and by extension North America.

Freud’s rise also coincided with the years of projected Jewish redemption that the Elders Of Zion had scheduled for nineteen thirteen to nineteen twenty-eight. Freud made himself a leading light of the redemption, one might almost say its Messiah. This is clear if you read his collected works aright.

The redemption was going along swimmingly. In Europe the Great War worked to the advantage of the Jewish people. Heavily represented, very influential, at the Paris Peace Conference they achieved signal goals in Europe, especially in the German Weimar Republic that Jews consider the high mark in achieving their goals. In the new Soviet Union they had replaced the Russians as the directing force in government. The native Russians essentially became Monarch slaves.

While Jews practically owned the Wilson government in the United States their plans hit a snag when the Republicans won the nineteen twenty election. At the same time in reaction to their success in Washington during the war Henry Ford began his expose of their anti-American activities that lasted for seven years. The Republican Interregnum endured until nineteen thirty-three when their Democratic stooge, Franklin Roosevelt, regained the presidency.

Then, just as it seemed that success was in reach from the US to the Soviet Union, the Big Clinker showed up in Germany overturning the Weimar Republic and upsetting their plans of capturing Euroamerica. If not the whole story this overturning of the Weimar Republic caused their rage against Hitler compounded by what they would call his anti-Semitism.

Now arising in America during the Great War as a publicist, Freud’s nephew, his wife’s cousin, Edward Bernays, had established his career as a leading Public Relations and advertising man. He had visited his uncle a couple times receiving indoctrination from him. The Jews considered Hitler’s German triumph as evidence of the basic irrationality of the Demos when left to their own devices. Therefore the Demos had to be hedged out, that is controlled so as to remove any threat to the Jews.

As Freud’s agent in the US, much as August Belmont had been the Rothschild’s, Bernays acted to blunt the will of the Demos. As he expressed it a rational elite had to take direction of the Demos to prevent another irrational outburst as had happened in Germany. In his position of Public Relations and advertising he was able to slant advertising to achieve mind control advancing those controls. By the Sixties Jews had captured, for all practical purposes, the advertising industry managing the direction of advertising content.

To set the scene wholly, when Hitler displaced the Weimar Republic he also displaced the whole of Freud’s subversive Psycho-analytic Order. While psycho-analysis was based or disguised as science it was set up as an Order along the lines Medieval Chivalry. Thus the Order’s goals were political rather than medical.

The displaced Psycho-analytic Order, as well as other orders such as the Frankfurt School almost entirely re-located in the United States, mostly in New York and Hollywood, the two most important Jewish colonies in the US. While the gois had a visceral reaction to psycho-analysis it prospered mightily until by the Fifties and Sixties it dominated intellectual attitudes.

That’s a brief history of Freudianism for our purposes Ange. Now, if you haven’t any questions we’ll go on to the application of Freudianism in the US situation.

Ange: This is different than anything I’ve ever heard Partly, where have you read this? Especially the part about the what?, the Jewish redemption?

Me: I am an historian Angeline. The history you and the public read is heavily redacted and edited for Jewish purposes, one might say a conditioning of the mind. Nearly all of it is written by Jews or vetted by them. Thus only a homogenized version of history favoring Jewish goals is made available. Any exposure of its falsity is punished.

The major Jewish actors of the twentieth century are virtually unknown although their influence on the period was immense. I doubt if you have even heard of the most prominent Jewish actor of the period, Bernard Baruch.

Ange: Not that I remember.

Me: I thought that would be the case yet he was known as the advisor of presidents from Wilson to Eisenhower. You may have heard of Felix Frankfurter but I doubt if you know anything but the name.

Ange: Hm, no, not even the name.

Me: Felix is down the memory whole then too. He was as influential as Baruch. Tsk, tsk. Well, historically the Jews have functioned as an autonomous or near autonomous and separate nation within the nations and heavily influenced the Paris peace talks of WWI to place themselves in a very advantageous position vis-à-vis the Europeans. The talks enabled them to virtually takeover Weimar Germany.

In the US they were actually depicted as having their capital in New York City while the American capital was in Washington DC. Thus if you treat them as an autonomous nation working for their own interests as against those of the Americans you get a different and more accurate picture of the period than if you merely read what you are intended to and not read what is forbidden. Right?

Ange: I, well, I suppose so.

Me: What I tell you is true. So, that’s the bare bones of the history of the period. I have lots of corroborating evidence in my blog articles. You can read them if you want. So, now, leading into your situation.

As I say, Freud wanted to destroy and change the moral order of Europe. Having spent some time with Jean-Martin Charcot at the Salpetriere in Paris and with the important hypnosis developers Liebeault and Bernstein at Nancy as well as reading LeBon Freud acquired the means to undermine the mental state of Europeans while he developed his method. This is why the Nazis burned his books; they knew what he had done and what he was up to. These were all defensive moves.

His first assault was to attack the dream mechanism and put the understanding of dreams on a sound basis. This was actually a signal service but very unsettling to conventional understanding. Significantly his motto for the Dream book which while from a quote from Vergil in Latin essentially said that if he couldn’t make it in the gentile world he would create a hell and destroy them. You may think this is a stretcher but fourteen years later the Great War erupted that gutted the manhood of the Aryans.

I think the actual translation is closer to if the gods wouldn’t help him he would resort to Satan. And he did. Satan triumphed in nineteen sixty-six when Time Magazine asked on its cover: Is God Dead?

You might think that’s a stretcher too, but as Gustavus Myers said of his History Of the Great American Fortunes, it’s all facts, all facts.

Freud’s Dream book was not an immediate success but its sales volume grew year by year. As Freud recognized Dreams slipped the subconscious and had to be interpreted in that light. He also realized that life revolved around sex although he misinterpreted the meaning of sex, and he knew how disturbing the sexual act is. Emphasizing sex was a perfect way to unsettle society.

Europe’s efforts for two thousand years had been to get the sex impulse under control. They had succeeded to some extent, probably as much as could be done but Freud wanted to and did release the sex impulse to full indulgence. His Three Essays On The Theory Of Sexuality in which he defended homosexuality and proposed childhood sexuality threw the gois into a tizzy knocking them off center. These are legitimate topics of research but Freud always approached these things from the smutty side. As D.H. Lawrence noted Freud wasn’t trying to reform morality his goal was to destroy it. Sex being the potent disturber, he made his assault on the European vision of Woman that put her on a pedestal. The attack was fierce; he wanted to make a wanton of Woman, sluts and in the Sixties that was achieved. It was laughingly referred to by the knowing as ‘women’s liberation.’ Ask yourself, and Ange I wasn’t thinking, who benefited?

It was also necessary to disarm the goi so that there would be little or no resistance. This was a two pronged attack. The first was to induce guilt for thinking ill, or realistically, about Jews. For this the notion of anti-Semitism was exploited. In control of the media the Jews were always eulogized while it was forbidden to call attention to, for instance, Jewish criminality which by the way they now celebrate, while on the other hand goish faults were dwelt upon.

The Jewish Order of B’nai B’rith organized its terrorist arm to seek out any offenders and if they didn’t heed the warning they would hurt. For small fry this worked well but when the virtually immune Henry Ford appeared on the scene the Jews really had to exercise their powers. It took twenty years but by nineteen forty Ford was on the edge of bankruptcy. The government and most of society had been organized against him. Rust never sleeps and the Jews never desist.

Freud discovered cocaine in the eighteen eighties becoming something of an addict at the time while destroying a few lives by pushing it. He learned firsthand of the power of such a morality dissolvent and what it did to the mind.

His drug years are usually glossed over while it is said that he kicked the habit. Maybe. But how many do? I’m convinced that he remained a user all his life although he obviously brought his use under control.

Nevertheless, in the twenties, having discovered the effects of heroin the Jewish New York gangster Arnold Rothstein organized the heroin trade on a commercial basis. Of course most if not all drugs were legal until nineteen ten and hop heads, as they were known at the time, had always been around but now began a concerted effort to promote heroin use.

There were also synthetic drugs such as amphetamines. Amphetamines were synthesized in the 1890s. Strangely enough in the first thirty years of the century vitamins, previously unknown, were discovered. This led for some strange reason to the combination of amphetamines and vitamins into a feel good cocktail. It was believed that the vitamins neutralized the harmful effects of the drug.

Somewhen about nineteen thirty a Jew by the name of Max Jacobson claimed to have invented the potent mix. Max isn’t particularly reliable so he may have or he may have picked up the idea from someone else. In any event flushed out of Germany he showed up on America’s hospitable shores with his vial in his hand. By nineteen sixty he was medicating a large portion of New York City.

Numerous other drugs and psychedelics were synthesized over the forties and Fifties so that by the Sixties the cornucopia of mood elevators and depressants were legion. Many of these new stimulants were legal through most of the Sixties.

Lurking behind this was the development of the understanding of hypnosis, suggestion and post-hypnotic suggestion which is what you experienced if I’m correct Ange. The mothers of mind control. The Holy Grail of what many people sought for many various reasons.

You remember, Ange, that the Jews speaking through Eddie Bernays thought that an elite, that is a code for themselves, had to control the mass psyche to prevent them from aberrant behavior, code for anti-Semitism. The method would have to be through suggestion, indoctrination and conditioning.

If you examine the media through that lens it is easy to see how they manipulate the mass psyche. TV, movies and records are the key media and those have always been Jewish owned and controlled. If you watch the internet for your news you will quickly become aware of what the programmers want you to think. Deviate and society itself will correct you as the conditioning also teaches one to reject any unauthorized opinions.

However, specialists want more complete control. Thus the operators emphasizing indoctrination and conditioning go directly into the mind compelling the subject to delete old memories and opinions and replacing them with induced memories and opinions. This is facilitated by suggestion under hypnosis and post-hypnotic suggestion. Once the suggestion is accepted by the mind at any time in the future the suggestion will be performed. If you’ve seen the Manchurian Candidate you know how it’s done. A trigger word or gesture over the phone or anywhere will activate the suggestion.

The North Koreans used what was then called brainwashing during the Korean War on POWs to get them to renounce their allegiance to the US. The CIA under that strange one, Allen Dulles, experimented extensively. By the Sixties using sex, drugs and the media all highly hypnotically suggestive repeated over and over means the Jews were well on the way to conquering the mind of America; a truly remarkable conquest.

The Pill removed the fear of pregnancy, hence sex ‘liberated’ woman but also turned her into a piece of meat. Then in sixty-two Betty Friedan, a Jew, delivered the coup de grace to the Chivalric conception of Woman with her book The Feminine Mystique. By rejecting the Mystique or Chivalric approach, that women did, they were delivered to the meat market. As the Negroes said they were holes or ho’s to be used and discarded. This was especially clear in the world’s meat market, New York City. The Vampyres of New York had arrived fangs bared.

As I mentioned, in nineteen sixty-six Time Magazine signaled the changing of the guard when its cover blared Is God Dead? That created quite an uproar at the time, quickly obscured as time rushed on. It might be coincidence or it might be the Freudian plan unfolding but Time Magazine being published in New York City, the largest colony of Jews in the world was always if not controlled, majorally influenced by Jews as was the publishing industry in general.

No surprise then that in sixty-six Ira Levin, a Jew, published his novel Rosemary’s Baby. Rosemary was of course impregnated by Satan giving birth to his baby Andy in imitation of Mary and Jesus. Thus Satanism replaced Christianity. Roman Polansky the movie director, a Jew, immediately set about turning the book into a movie that was a smash hit in sixty-eight. Polansky made very few, possibly no changes, to the story. After Rosemary’s Baby the whole movie industry became Satanic. That would have been when you were sixteen and eighteen Ange. You are probably familiar with The Exorcist and the flood of movies of the kind.

Ange: Yes I am. That movie horrified me. I have even seen Rosemary’s Baby but I just thought it was a movie. But, I think I can see how society did change from God centered to Satan centered now that you’ve explained it. But except in a general way how does that apply to me?

Me: It sets the stage for what I am going to suggest happened to you Ange. Once you changed employers from GOOD to BAAD I think you must have some memory black outs, blank spots once you get to BAAD. Would that be correct?

Ange: Well…there are things I can’t explain, like waking up sore all over without being able to explain it as I couldn’t remember how it might have happened. At times even though awake I thought I was sleepwalking.

Me: Yes. I am probably right then. Now you must understand Angeline that on sexual matters I don’t follow the Liberal agenda. I find feminism puerile, self-serving and unrealistic. Sex matters are totally dependent on biology. Nature has created what nature has created no tinkering can change that and certain consequences have fallen out of that creation that cannot be denied. Because men have an Xy chromosome they are more or less self-sufficient; because women have the other two X chromosomes they are more dependent. Men are stronger, women are less strong. In point of fact men have no other use for women other than sexual and perhaps as beasts of burden. That may sound rude but if women had no sexual use but remained women they would be superfluous to men. However as women are conscious and intelligent beings men have to make certain concessions to them to maintain harmony. We call that Love.

There have been ways attempted around those concessions however, for instance, the harem in which a rich or important man gathers a group of women about him distributing his favors by his own peculiar method. As with all solutions there are unintended consequences, expense being a major one and the envy of other males another although to be surrounded by women is enervating.

Another solution most famously tried on slave plantations of the West Indies was to select favored females and then bringing them up with their every wish or whim fulfilled while being trained to be compliant in sex. Perhaps not too distant in concept from the Japanese Geisha girls.

The Negro slave women were difficult in numerous ways being unsatisfactory. Then fortune shown on the planters. Along about sixteen sixty or so Oliver Cromwell chose to subdue the Irish. Being the good self-righteous Protestant that he was he was especially brutal. He rounded up tens of thousands of Irish men and women selling them into slavery, chattel slavery, in the West Indies where they were put to work in the fields with the Negro chattel slaves. The beauteous Irish girls were more spirited and lively than the African women, however when half breeds were created the combination was just right to create near ideal sex, or Monarch, slaves. The women were near ideal however they did have to be coddled from birth and that can be downright irritating to more brutal male desires. The women’s attitude was easily ruined. So that solution was somewhat less than satisfactory.

Interestingly as New Orleans was part of the French West Indies when Haiti revolted and thousands of White planters fled to the Gulf Coast and New Orleans they brought that tradition with them so that the system continued to exist in Louisiana and as I understand it a few such women still exist there although only those men of a certain standard of wealth and temperament can possess one as the women must be maintained in their complete innocence.

The hope then was how to have women trained to gratify men’s desires without the unpleasantness of having to be directly concerned with them. This is where the advances in Freudian psychoanalysis, Pavlovian conditioning and hypnotism come in. I believe that you were part of that grand experiment along with the women on your list. You were all Monarch slaves.

Ange: Partly, what you are getting at is just too incredible. I’ve never heard of Irish slaves in the West Indies. What you said just doesn’t seem possible.

Me: I can assure you it was, not only that but those indentured servants in the American colonies you read about were actually slaves although technically not chattel. Still, men and women both worked in the field cheek by jowl with the Negroes. Hence the strong mixing of Negro and White blood. If you don’t have the historical background, and there is no reason you should have, check it out on the computer after we finish. It is there plus there are many books now dealing with the subject. So, I’m not talking through the back of my neck, Ange. I am a bona fide historian.

Ange: I believe you, dearest Partly, but it is all just so incredible.

Me: Not so incredible as may be revealed in your case Ange. I think we have a fearful tale to tell. Just remember that Hera loves her daughter and I have been sent as her priest to absolve you of all responsibility. All responsibility Ange, you are as innocent as a new born baby.

Ange: Yes, I believe you Partly. You have already saved my life and I’m sure that Hera and you can redeem it.

Me: Redemption is of the mind and can never be complete. So, now, we’re going to have to examine what happened after you went to BAAD.

Let’s start with your physical by Doctor Wormowitz. I think he may be the key. From his name did you think he was Jewish?

Ange: Yes, he was Jewish. He had a big Star of David in yellow facing you on his desk and other Jewish memorabilia scattered through his office including a couple pictures of Auschwitz on the wall.

Me: No secretary, just he and you in the office?

Ange: Yes, that’s right.

Me: What do you remember about the physical Ange:

Ange: Oh…well…I…I can’t recall anything.

Me: I imagine not. What do you recall between entering his office and leaving it?

Ange: I remember sitting down and then hearing him say close the door softly when I left.

Me: Right. So you were hypnotized while in his office and have no memory of what went on.

Ange: Hypnotized? I can’t believe that. He didn’t try to hypnotize me, I would have resisted.

Me: You didn’t know what hit you Ange. When I went to visit my parents and the Little Bastard once in Keokuk where they lived the Bastard took me to a party at his so-called friend’s house. Apparently completely without my knowledge or compliance his friend’s wife hypnotized me in the midst of assembled people. It took me a long time to realize what happened but I have a blank spot from the point where I was standing talking to them to where I moved across the room. I became aware that she was staring into my eyes. I thought then that she was trying to hypnotize me so at that point I pitted my will against hers and shook her off. Came out of it just as I was about to really go under. I have no idea what happened between us whether she planted a post-hypnotic suggestion or not. Wormowitz put you under without your realizing it. He must have begun indoctrinating you into sexual practices; so he must have implanted a signal or sign, a word, that would flip you in and out of trance in a split second. Do you remember any words or signs that these guys at BAAD flashed you or the other women?

Ange: No, no, I don’t remember anything like that. They did have this odd twitch when I saw them talk to some of the other girls.

Me: What twitch was that?

Ange: I guess they got nervous when they walked up so they scratched the lobe of their ear like this.

Me: Of course. Rubbed it three times. That’s it, Ange. With that sign they could flip you in and out at will.

Ange: That’s really hard to believe, Partly.

Me: OK, Ange. Watch this, I am going to put you under on the count of three. One…two…three.

And there it was. Ange flipped into her party girl, hot babe persona.

Me: Ange I command you to remember that I have just hypnotized you. I’m going to flip you out now.

At this point I rubbed my right ear lobe three times. But, instead of flipping out she leaped into my lap and began to French kissing me. I didn’t know what else to do so I responded in kind. While I was thinking she clasped my hand to her breast which upset my thinking momentarily. Christ, what could the counter-sign be? She had my right hand clasped to her breast so in my anxiety I put my left hand up to scratch the back of my head accidentally hitting my left ear lobe.

That was it. She flipped back to reality or, perhaps better, to her alternate or first personality.

Ange: Well, aren’t you the flirt Partly? How did you get me in your lap without my knowing it, Fresh One?

Me: I hypnotized you using Wormowitz’s signal Ange. That’s was the physical you were taking. You were being put under the control of the men of BAAD. You were then a sex slave. You were an improvement on the West Indies or Geisha model. You couldn’t remember what happened when you under when you were out. They had no responsibility for you. Being well paid kept you on the job. Don’t you remember saying you would remember if you were hypnotized?

Ange: Yes, of course I remember saying that, you told me too but how did I get on your lap and when did you begin to feel me up?

Me: You followed your conditioning well Ange. We’re going to have to experiment with your trance state to learn what they had you do and figure out how to back you out of it. By the way, was Merivale Adelstein a young lawyer at BAAD then?

Ange: Yes. I’ve known that bastard for a long time. How I hate to see him coming.

Me: I’m sure you do. How would you like to get your revenge by tearing his eyes out?

Ange: Nothing would give me greater satisfaction.

Me: OK. That was an easy one. That is what you are going to do. First let’s clear up your career at BAAD. In its own way this is a horror story, Ange, that you might find unsettling or maddening. I’m going to have to do another cleansing of you by Hera before we continue. Your mind has to be prepared. It’s almost five o’ clock. Let’s have a bite to eat and then a cleansing. You’re going to be conscious this time but I want you to open yourself, be receptive to my suggestions. Believe. Accept without resistance.

Now, here Ange, undress and put on this green silk wrap. Green is the color of rebirth. When Hera or the Earth blossoms in Spring she is a fresh virgin green. You were released from your former self at the first ceremony, with this rite you will be born again shedding your old self much as the first stage of a rocket falling away, a future without that burdensome baggage. Once free of that I will put you to bed and you will enjoy a healing and refreshing sleep until sunrise. You will awake to a new world without fear of a past that will appear as a novel written by someone else.

Ready? Now throw your raiment from you and slip into the cleansing waters. Hera will reveal a past concealed from you by the machinations of evil men. As they captured your soul by devious means you had no responsibility for their actions as they affected you. You are innocent. Your will had been taken from you supplanted by their wicked desires by criminal means. You will now reaquire your will.

Their means was suggestion that I am now removing and replacing that suggestion with the love of Hera for her daughter. You will respond to the sign of the ear only from me. No other is to be observed by you. You will respond only to my voice, no other.

You are to avenge yourself on Merivale Adelstein. At the opportune moment when confronted by Adelstein I will sign you to attack him. Your strength will be tripled, your fury will be irresistible. Tear at his face with your nails. Ignore all consequences until I say cease.

You are once again purified. Hera bless you.

 

With that I patted Angeline dry, placed her in bed, tucked her in, planted a sweet kiss on her lips and said: Sleep, my beloved.

She closed her eyes and was lost to the world till the sun rose over the horizon.

As I went out into the living room the phone lights began to blink so I said hello.

Lessing: Hello, Perry. Haven’t seen you for a few days. You OK?

Me: Hi, Lessing. I’ve been busy with another problem. Demanding. Didn’t mean to ignore you. How have things been?

Lessing: More and more interesting. You have heard the news about the Rabbis?

Me: No, Lessing. I haven’t had any news for a few days now. What about the Rabbis?

Lessing: Our lifetime president ordered them all rounded up.

Me: Rounded up? As in collected for further disposition?

Lessing: Yes. They have apparently been put in a camp put in operation to receive them. It’s unbelievable. I don’t know what to think.

Me: I can’t say I’m surprised. I won’t say I saw it coming but he’s had it in for the Jews from the beginning. I don’t know why they couldn’t see it. He didn’t happen to nab old Soros did he? Along with the Rabbis that would more or less wipe out the leadership cadre leaving the people rudderless.

Lessing: Soros is out of the country, may have had advance word. What do you think is next?

Me: Probably a general roundup when they get more space. Has he done anything to empower the Moslems? Anything in Sharia law, something like that?

Lessing: There is talk of Sharia law being permitted in the Moslem colonies but nothing firm yet. But, what is the other problem you spoke of?

Me: It’s sorta difficult to explain over the phone but I have found the means to virtually take control of the courts so we’ll be more secure than we are.

Lessing: How did you do that?

Me: I’ll have to explain face to face. Just let me ask: Do you know Merivale Adelstein?

Lessing: Adelstein? Sure.

Me: He’s in the bag and the knot is tied.

Lessing: Hard to believe. When can we meet?

Me: Give me a couple days to complete my matters here. How about Friday for lunch?

Lessing: Sounds good.

Me: OK. Oh, and I’m bringing my wife Angeline Gower so there will be three of us. Pick out a place that is always empty or close to it so we can talk low.

Lessing: Your wife! Angeline Gower! The woman who worked at BAAD?

Me: Yes. Do you know her?

Lessing: I know of her but I’m so flabbergasted I don’t what to say.

Me: It’ll keep till Friday. We’ll need a planning session on Saturday too.

Lessing: You’re sure about that?

Me: Yes. Be prepared for some excitement on Saturday. Should be fun. If anything happens give me a call; otherwise Friday for lunch.

 

Of course I knew the conversation was recorded so I sent Ragnar with a different set of instructions. We probably couldn’t elude the authorities but we could make it a little difficult for them.

Continued on Clip 9.

 

 

Clip 6: The Vampyres Of New York

A Novel

by

R.E. Prindle

 

The post-war years saw the Jews moving out from under the umbrella of Communism into a solely Jewish movement. No longer having need of the Soviet Union after 1948’s establishment of Israel as a Jewish State many formerly Communist Jews abandoned loyalty to the Soviets to play both ends from the middle. Among these were a number of writers and intellectuals who had opted to live in the West. This was a fairly lucrative choice as the CIA chose to claim these writers and intellectuals as converts to the US side. Allen Dulles as head of the CIA lavished subsidies and perks on these people making them in effect wealthy, at least as long as the Cold War might last.

At the same time William Buckley working from his magazine base, The National Review, also staffed mainly by Jews purged the Conservative ranks of nationalists denying them employment opportunities. If you wanted to work you had to be philosemitic and ‘middle of the road’ and internationalist; or the rightwing of the left. The one party system had come into existence.

While the 1956 Jewish-Arab war was welcomed by Americans who all had been indoctrinated to favor the Jews the apparently easy victory gave Jews renewed confidence as warriors. While in Nazi Germany they had objected to wearing the yellow star they now virtually put yellow gold stars in the middle of their foreheads. Going into the Sixties then the Jews wore their shirts open to the waist with their necks laden with gold chains and stars, they became very aggressive with increased revolutionary ardor.

The tools of sex and drugs were becoming more efficient tools in their arsenal. To them rock and roll came along fortuitously to form the triumvirate of sex, drugs and rock and roll that would seduce the youth of America.

I think all of us here either lived through the birth of rock and roll or in the case of Max grew up with it. You will probably remember the accusations that rock and roll was a Communist plot to corrupt the youth of America. In fact, sex, drugs and rock and roll did corrupt the youth of America. The question then was it planned or directed. Another fact is that rock and roll did turn pro-Red, pro-Jewish and pro-homosexual all three of which were Communist and Jewish goals. Another fact is that Jews both in England and the US controlled the record industry. Astonishingly nearly all the corrupt talent managers were Jewish. The major and most of the minor record labels were owned by Jews. The Jews who had no other ideology than Semitism posed as leftists so as to ingratiate themselves with non-Jews. The Jewish ideology rejects non-Jews so some other avenue for association was needed and this was the left.

By the mid-Sixties at least it was impossible to have a career in music if one wasn’t leftist. At the very least an artist had to pretend to be a leftist; it was not enough to be silent. Testing was prevalent.

Along with that went an enforced reverence for Negro music. The promoters of Negro music were almost uniformly Jewish and Leftist. The intellectual differences between Whites and Blacks is such that Negro music was a very hard sell. Successful Negro artists during the Fifties were lovable like Fats Domino or catered to White tastes as the Platters did, pandered to White tastes as Harry Belafonte did or as the Jewish songwriters Leiber and Stoller did write clownish songs for Negroes to sing.

However ghettoish singers such as James Brown And His Famous Flames met with total rejection. Still in the Sixties a dedicated cadre of White fanatics made Brown a legend that few Whites would still accept.

It took English groups and singers who worshipped these Negro musicians to not exactly revive but create an interest in Negro blues thus opening the doors.

Thus it became possible to demand that Whites reverence Negro music or else be known as ‘racists’; that is the equivalent of anti-Semites.   Along with Negro music came Negro ‘liberated’ sexual morality that helped undermine White sexual morality based on chivalry and a reverence for the female, a concept that the Jew Betty Friedan successfully attacked in her book The Feminine Mystique. By the end of the Sixties the female had been reduced to a piece of meat existing only to satisfy essentially perverted male desires. This was known as sexual liberation. Woman’s formal pedestal was carted off the ideological junkyard. The feminine mystique was indeed gone.

New York City was not representative of the United States nor was Los Angeles. The rest of the country still professed traditional morality as the Sixties began while drugs would be slower to penetrate.

Chemistry had been transforming the drug scene in a little revolution of its own. During the Fifties the amphetamines and barbiturates had been known as mood changers while the psychedelics were restricted to the cognoscenti and the CIA.

As I mentioned earlier by the Sixties the Feelgood doctors were transforming New York. Max Jacobson had established himself after a slow beginning. By the late Fifties he had moved beyond a beachhead and by the early Sixties his practice was so established that it included the President of the United States, John F. Kennedy. The elite of New York was gracing his waiting room. Max was your typical Jewish earthshaker desperate for renown.

It is difficult to think of him as an MD. He was much more of a charlatan, a snake oil man dispensing his amphetamine panacea. He was a devoted user of his own product. By the Sixties his amphetamine/vitamin cocktail contained many ingredients including animal glands and unidentified substances that he would mix up on the spot for your very own ‘signature’ preparation. There were secrets to the various amphetamines that produced different effects. There was one that made you tear off our clothes and make you run down the street naked. Experimenting on himself Max mixed up the wrong formula giving himself nerve damage so that he lost a certain amount of coordination in one of his legs.

His shots were serious business that destroyed a number of people. One would last three days or more while preventing sleep. Max himself is said to have been awake for thirty days running. The result was either insanity or perhaps transfiguration, take your choice. Talking to a man in that state must have been an experience.

Other Feelgood doctors rushed to take advantage of the very lucrative practice. The shots usually went for seventy-five dollars, equivalent to perhaps five hundred dollars today, while at most costing the doctors a few cents. By the late Sixties they had become such a nuisance that the authorities shut them down.

It must be noted that amphetamines were not illegal until the late Sixties so no laws were broken. Nevertheless many lives were ruined while life in NYC became chaotic, perhaps, as you fellows remember. NYC became a hellhole in the seventies and eighties as no society can succeed on drugs.

 

Max Savings: I knew things were getting chaotic but I wasn’t aware that amphetamines were so endemic.

Me: Mm, yes. This is a sort of aside but an interesting story. Were any of you guys around the Village back then? No? Did you hear of a group called, my apologies but history is history, The Fugs? No? Well, their front man, Ed Sanders, was a very interesting guy, he palled with another zinger, Tuli Kupferberg, a real nut although revered as a saint by some…

Max: I’ve heard of him. Don’t know much about him. (Same here from the three others.)

Me: Tuli is a different story but this is a fairly amazing situation overall. Ed was a real voyeur who disguised his mania as a scientific investigator. He was a Catholic, just for the record, from Kansas City, had a degree in Egyptian hieroglyphics. He wanted to film some live sex so he went out and bought three ounces of amphetamine for thirty dollars then advertised, might have been the Village Voice but maybe not, for couples to perform sex before his camera offering free amphetamine, as much as they wanted…

There was no dearth of applicants so Ed got a good cross section of speed freaks on amphetamines on film. Shot with enough these people became oblivious of their surroundings. That is, they were essentially insane or, more kindly, transfigured out of this world.

The FBI busted Ed and confiscated his collection of films. Broke Ed’s heart. After that he turned writer issuing his memoirs, a good read, and, get this a socialist history of the US in verse and many volumes. Ed’s a terrific story from the Sixties really. He…I can’t go on as it is less pertinent but just amazing. Check out his autobiography.

Thus as the story moves into the Sixties a form of evil social engineering designed to destroy traditional Anglo-Saxon culture is gaining momentum. The main engine for social change will be the libertine Bohemian culture of the Village. Greenwich Village, the East Village and by the vehicle of the Folk Music scene.

That scene while not being wholly Jewish was governed by Jews. Now, this was a very unhealthy situation in which absolute non-entities would emerge to take direction of American culture. A hapless bozo from Chicago would virtually take over the radio airwaves especially when another hapless noodnick from Hibbing Minnesota would arrive on the scene. Who would have taken bets that these two nothings would point the direction of American culture for the foreseeable future but they did. Their names were Albert Grossman and Bob Dylan, two Jews. Dylan wrote the songs while Grossman created the group that sang them, Peter, Paul And Mary. Two Jews and a shiksa. This group essentially sang Communist hymns. Their influence was immediate and deep. As a successful songwriter Dylan, who began as an atrociously bad singer was able unbelievably to develop an eccentric style that while actually wretched found an audience. All I can say is that the time was right.

The war had created a situation… You know fellows, I can go on but we’ll be here all night and I don’t want to overstay my welcome on the first night. So this might be an OK place to stop. I’m ready to go on but it’s up to you.

Lessing: As far as I’m concerned Perry, go on. It’s not that late, it’s that early. The night’s shot but my time is my own and I can sleep anytime.

Max: Uh, right. Tomorrow’s Saturday so while all my time isn’t my own tomorrow is, or rather today. I’ve got an empty schedule and I don’t really want to leave this chair, so, go ahead.

Marc: Sure, I’m in.

Me: Ok then…

Baron: Hold on a minute. I’ve got this to say: It’s always the Jews, isn’t it. I…

Lessing: Baron!

Me: That’s all right Lessing. I’m solid. Well, you’re right Baron. Yes, it always is the Jews. And without accepting guilt the Jews themselves admit it, albeit after the fact.

Baron: What nonsense!

Me: Well Baron, the point you have brought up is rather a trite one, one of the so-called great canards but I’ll give you my reading anyway.  I see you’re not Jewish so you must be a Judeophile and impervious to facts. I can refer you to a book, pamphlet really, by a Maurice Samuel entitled: You Gentiles. He explains in his fashion why the differences between Jews and Aryans are irreconcilable and why we or the Jews must be eliminated. The book was published in 1924 and you know what happened after that.

But back to It’s Always The Jews. Underlying the Jewish problem is their conception of themselves. While the Jews are only too human they conceive themselves as placed between the angels and mankind. Thus they see themselves as demi-gods; however as demi-gods they conceive of themselves as being ‘pure’ and holy.   The reality they can’t quite escape can be named Satanism. They thus combine Godly and Satanic in one entity and that is an irreconcilable impossibility. What to do? Following Freudian psychology, the national personality splits in two reflected in every member of the community. That is, as Robert Louis Stevenson preceded Freud by a couple of decades one has a godlike Dr. Jekyll and a Satanic Mr. Hyde. The problem then is how to dissociate the Godlike from the Satanic so one can feel ‘pure’. As a simple solution one projects one’s Satanic shortcoming onto the other, we gentiles. And one calls the recipients anti-Semites and they are everything the Jews imagine themselves not to be.   Thus in example we have the Christ and the Anti-Christ, and the question which of the two will triumph.   Thus the anti-Semites become a psychological necessity for the Jews on which to transfer their shortcomings. If no anti-Semites exist the Jews must create them.

As we have seen after WWII there were no anti-Semites in either the US or Europe. Nevertheless the Jews searched and searched hurling slanders like Fascists and Hitler left and right. This only cowed gentiles further. What to do? Simple, import them. Thus having thoroughly antagonized the Middle East Arabs or Semites the Jews compelled Europe and North America to take in millions of Moslems. The Moslems immediately turned on their Middle East tormenters living in Europe, raped their women and beat and shot them. Perfection! The Jews then began publishing articles complaining against the rising tide of anti-Semitism in France, Germany and the US etc. They were back in their comfort zone again.

Another amazing phenomenon is that the creative figures in Jewish history are said to be non-Jews. According to Wilhelm Reich who knew Freud well, Freud didn’t really consider himself a Jew or didn’t want to be one.   His ambivalence is easily seen. Thus as a founder of twentieth century Judaism, that founder was conceivably if not actually non-Jewish. In fact, as a child Freud’s Christian nurse instructed him in Catholicism and may possibly have had him baptized.

If Freud’s parents thought this might be true that might explain the arrest of Freud’s nanny for some minor household theft, or maybe she was set up as a punishment for her transgression against the Jewish rites. At any rate Freud always lamented her disappearance from his life.

Freud thus was instrumental in his Moses and Monotheism in trying to prove that Moses himself, the founder of Judaism per se, was Egyptian and not Jewish at all. Reich then says that Freud identified himself with Moses.

Now, in early eighteenth century Germany there arose the legend of the Jud Suss, that is the Jew Suss, Joseph Oppenheimer. Suss was what was called a court Jew or a sort of major domo for the ruling Duke or Prince. He was the greatest Jew of the time serving the Duke of Wurttemberg in southern Germany next to Bavaria. He may be said to have organized the early modern Jewish economic organization in Europe paving the way for the later Rothschilds who in the wake of the Napoleonic war seized economic control of Europe and actually the Americas.

Now, Suss who lived and died a Jew according to the legend perpetuated by the Jewish novelist Lion Feuctwanger in his 1926 novel Jud Suss was the bastard son of a German duke, hence not a pure Jew at all although his mother was Jewish technically making him Jewish.

Thus in Feuctwanger’s account, perhaps merely legend, the founder of Judaism was not Jewish; the eighteenth century organizer of European Judaism was also not Jewish and if one accepts Reich’s story of Freud neither was the founder of current Judaism. So what does this mean? It probably admits a psychological truth, perhaps a metaphor for the relationship of the Jew to the gentiles.

In point of fact as the Jews only came into existence four thousand years ago while they date a creation of the world to six thousand years ago then Terah, the first Hebrew must himself have been a non-Jew arising from whatever people he belonged to. Perhaps then the Jews are admitting that they are an artificial creation. Needs a little further development.

Now, rather than the gentiles being envious of the Jews in all probability the Jews have reversed the situation being envious of the Gentiles. Viz. the story of Cain and Abel. That was certainly true in Germany where the Jews were decidedly the inferior. So, what then? The Jews conspire to destroy what the other has created. Is it a coincidence that Germany was bombed flat in WWII?

Rather than do a chronological review of the societies that the Jews lived in, exploited and destroyed I think I’ll use a frame of the Jud Suss to make it more interesting. You guys know of Suss Oppenheimer? OK, that’s good enough just so there’s a context. This is impromptu now so don’t go too rigorous on me.

The story of Jud Suss is an interesting one. Suss lived from 1698 to 1738 being thus a young forty at his death. His career at Wurttemberg was only from 1733 to 1737 a short four years to arouse such intense hatred.

The hatred was such that he was hanged high, higher than the gallows, perhaps thirty feet high in an iron cage and left exposed for six years. It is very difficult to believe he had given no cause as the Jews, as usual, assert.   At any rate, then his life quickly turned to legend. The legend was treated in story and theater although I am not aware of any songs. And then in 1926 the Jewish novelist Feuctwanger wrote his interpretation titled Jew Juss. He turned the story into a combination fairy tale and myth. He had previously written a play on the same theme in 1916. Note the dates: The Bolshevic Revolution occurred in 1917 while the Jewish influence in the Weimar Republic was pronounced and jewish/Communist street fighters were battling the German nationalists.

In 1933 just after Hitler’s accession a film went into production in England that was released in 1934 titled Jew Juss based on Feuctwanger’s novel, renamed Power in the US. It is still available. The film was pure Jewish propaganda. Whether Hitler read the book or not his propaganda chief Joseph Goebbels did. He also saw the movie rightly thinking it was an attack on Germany. He countered Feuctwanger’s propaganda with his own when he produced his own film in 1940 titled Jud Suss, so Suss epitomized the Jewish and German struggle for supremacy.

Feuctwanger’s novel is supposed to be sympathetic to Suss but as I read it the novel seems to be fairly objective Jewish national history, or mythologized history in this case. To me it seems to be an epitome of Jewish history in Europe.

One also has to consider Feuctwanger’s intent. Towards what was the novel pointing as an example or lesson for current affairs in 1926? Feuctwanger portrays Suss as a Jewish savior not unlike Jesus who organized Jewish affairs for success in Europe and then like the scapegoat of Jesus who died for Jewish sins or perhaps like Moses who led the Jews to the Promised Land and then was denied entry and could only see it from afar.

Jewish mores are always contra mores so that in Jewish eyes their mores must supplant those of Europe. Thus Suss enters the capital of Wurttemberg forbidden to Jews, Stuttgart, on his own terms not those of the Duke. With Jewish suppliantcy he seduces the Duke and cheats him at every step.

That he was a new Jewish paradigm for modern times is evident in Feuctwanger’s contrasting him with the old fashioned Jew Landauer. Suss wants to display his power while Landauer argues that concealed power is better than the appearance of power. Jews control the money and in money lies the true power.

In the actual contest of who will rule Wurttemberg, the Jews through Suss or the Germans through the Duke, Suss has the real power while the Duke has only the appearance of power that Suss must accord him. Suss then plunders the State of all forms of wealth not unlike the Jews of Spain while doing so with a ‘power of attorney’ from the Duke that places all the responsibility of his crimes on the Duke. Technically Suss is innocent. Suss operates against the Duke on the principle of two for me, one for you.

He then becomes wealthier than the Duke, remember this is all being done within four years, with the money he has the real power. According to Feuctwanger then as the most celebrated and powerful Jew in Europe, not unlike the successor Rothschilds, he acts as a sort of Prime Minister of the Jews as a single economic unit. Using various commodity monopolies granted by the Duke the Jews throughout Gemany, then became monopolists in their turn. All the money of Europe must eventually become theirs.

Suss thus put the Jews on the track followed by the Rothschilds with such signal success. Mayer Amschel Rothschild the founder of that dynasty would be born six years after Suss’ execution. Roughly following Suss’ example combined with the rapid development of Europe Rothschild would set in place the system that would plunder Europe as Suss’ had plundered Wurttemberg.

In Feuctwanger’s time, 1926, the Jews by their own admission had seized control of Germany as well as Russia. At the time of course they denied it.

They might very well have done the same in the US except that US nationalists had wrested control from the Wilsonians in the 1920 election, as Hitler would do in Germany in 1933. At that time the Jews through their tool Franklin Delano Roosevelt gained the role in the US they had enjoyed in Weimar Germany.

As soon as Hitler gained Germany English Jews filmed Feuctwanger’s version of Suss releasing the movie as Jud Suss in 1934. The film was pure propaganda depicting Suss as a victim of what one might call pre-Hitler persecution. This perpetuated the myth of German hatred of the innocent long suffering Jews.

Of course Hitler’s propaganda minister, Joseph Goebbels was keeping close track of both book and movie so that he countered Feuctwanger with his movie about Suss in 1940. It should be noted that a barrage of pro-Jewish propaganda movies were also being produced in the US. Jud Suss was released in the US under the name Power while movies lauding the Rothschilds also appeared as well as a revival of the Dreyfus persecution myth among others. While this propaganda war has never been acknowledged it raged.

While the English film was Jewish anti-German propaganda that was deemed Ok; the Goebbel’s version was denounced as the foulest anti-Semitism. In realistic terms winner takes all but the war isn’t over.

Feuctwanger’s depiction of all Germans as fat doltish boors or simple dullards versus the great masculine beauty of Suss combined with what is depicted as the innate cleverness of Jews which was only deceit and cheating was grossly racist but that has been ignored.

So there you have it, Baron. Which is it Jewish war on Germany and Europe or the persecution of the Jews?

 

Here I sank back exhausted. Reading prepared pages wasn’t so bad but extemporizing an interpretation of Feuctwanger’s novel from memory and maintaining a decent order nearly took me down.

Me: Hey, listen guys that took nearly everything out of me. I see the sun coming up so how about putting off the continuation of The Vampyres Of New York until a later time. I’m done in.

Lessing: Are you game for breakfast?

Me: I’d love to Lessing but I’ll beg off if you don’t mind. Sessions like this knock me down besides being up all night even with the Obetrol. I’ll call Ragnar and go back to the condo.

 

When I say I was beat, I mean it. This meeting had given me a lot to think about but I’m too beat to get the mind working. I needed rest. Ragnar dropped me off and Ottmar let me in. I threw myself into bed suddenly aware that I had a fitting the next day at James Carter.

I’d felt like I could sleep forever but strangely two and a half hours later I was wide awake. It wasn’t even noon yet; further I felt refreshed. Then I realized it was Saturday. I thought it was going to be Monday. Don’t know how I got turned around, further I felt refreshed, even relaxed. Although I felt refreshed mentally I was still languid physically so I thought I would hole up until Monday and get some work done. Maybe I was just over excited. I read and wrote.

Ragnar dropped me off at James Carter and I mounted the staircase to go up to see Abe Goldbladder. Abe wasn’t too happy to see me, but what the hell, the customers are always right. Right? Right.

Abe looked me up and down, then said:

‘Is this the weight you usually carry:’

‘Right, Abe. I won’t get heavier while on the other hand I might shrivel up further so worry about me getting smaller rather than larger.’

‘You talk like a wise guy.’

‘I don’t have much respect for things anymore Abe. All is irrelevant except myself.’

‘Except yourself! (snort) We know who you are Mr. Wright.’

‘’We know who I am? Who’s this we? The ADL and all those people?’

‘At least. What we want to know is what you’re doing here. What’s up your sleeve?’

‘You couldn’t expect me to tell you that Abe, but I’m not up to anything. I’m here on what you might call a sabbatical.’

‘Oh, a sabbatical! Then why are you staying at the Carmichaels and how is it you connected up with that Fascist Farquhar? You deliver an anti-Semitic rap at one of soirees he has?’

That took me back a little bit. That he knew I read my paper at Lessing’s confirmed that Baron Cammell was a spy but that Lessing and the Carmichaels were conservatives under surveillance made me think. I had thought it was strange that my ad produced a response so quickly plus I thought it was amazing that they didn’t know someone locally they could use. I was clear that the three had read my website, so maybe…. I’ll have to call Lessing when I get back and check things out. I might be able to realize a fantasy here if I can catch the tide just right.

‘What’s the deal with Lessing and the Carmichaels Abe?’

‘You’re going to play innocent huh? You deliver a defamation of the Jew Suss like you did and you don’t think that fits right in with those Fascist bastards?’

‘Fascist bastards, Abe! Wow! All I can say is you know more than I do. As far as Suss goes, Baron probably didn’t give you a very accurate report. I’ve just about finished writing my interpretation of Suss up. I can give you a copy if you like so you get it right.’

‘You’ll give me a copy will you?’

‘Why sure, Abe, why not? I’ll put it up on the web anyway. You guys read all my stuff, don’t you? You repost my stuff on your notorious anti-Semite pages on ADL’s site, don’t you? I’m not keeping any secrets. There’s nothing clandestine about what I write. I think it will be titled The Jewish Savior Joseph Suss Oppenheimer. Feuctwanger portrayed Suss as one of your messiahs like Jesus. It should be up in a few days but I’ll have Ragnar drop a hard copy off for you. You’ll love it. By the way, Abe, when you finish this suit I’m going to want a hot pink flannel suit in a modified zoot style. Do you think you can find a fabric?’

‘A hot pink zoot suit? My god, do you have a wild hair up your ass?’

‘Mind your manners Abe. No. I’ve been thinking about this a long time Abe. It’s a tribute to my mother. Uh, I didn’t say that last Abe, just forget it. Plus I’m going to want a matching hat and wing tip shoes. Think anything like that is available?

‘Yes, it can be done. I don’t think the fabric will be too difficult but the hat and shoes may be expensive. They may be special order.’

‘That’s alright. The odd request is always more expensive. At the same time check out a bright yellow, deeper shade. The pink will be three button, the yellow double breasted and I might also want a powder blue one button roll, all flannel.’

‘One button roll? My, you have been thinking of this for a while, haven’t you?

‘Yes I have.’

‘Your mother, one button roll, powder blue. Hmm.’

‘I don’t recall ever mentioning my mother to you Abe; but since I’ve mentioned all three suits I’ll take them if you can get them.’

‘I can get ‘em, I can get ‘em.’

‘Good, Abe. Thanks.’

I was elated as Ragnar pulled up. I really wanted those suits. I didn’t know where I was going to wear them. Maybe a stroll down Broadway to see who whistled. Maybe a big pink Cadillac would stop with a hot blonde at the wheel. ‘Need a ride, Big Boy.’ She would say. ‘I sure do.’ I would snicker with a broad double entendre. Well, enough of that; a little too revealing, back to reality.

Abe had put me on to something I hadn’t suspected. Lessing and the Carmichaels might be into some kind of right wing (so-called) conspiracy and that meant that Ragnar might be involved too. Maybe these guys at his gym were using body building as a front to conceal something else. Maybe in addition to bulking up they were also heavy into the martial arts. Maybe…but how to broach the subject to Ragnar. Oh, I had it.

‘Ragnar, pull into the limo parking lot I want to talk to you.’

‘OK.’

I got out of the limo when Ragnar pulled up.

‘Let’s stand away from the limo, Ragnar, it’s probably bugged.’

‘I don’t think so. I sweep it every day.’

‘Visual or electronic?’

‘Visual. I look it over pretty thoroughly.’

‘Electronic might be better.’

‘Are you sure it’s bugged?’

‘Pretty certain. Do you know the Carmichaels are under surveillance?”

‘I don’t know it but I always check. Do you know something?’

‘I was talking to the tailor back there and he knew I was at Farquhar’s and what the paper I read was about. That means a spy. That explains some of the people who always seem about. I’m definitely being tailed, while Farquhar is also certainly under surveillance.’

‘Really? I didn’t know that.’

‘Any chance you’re under surveillance Ragnar?’

‘Why would I be?’

‘You drive the Carmichaels and now me.’

‘Why would Jews follow you?

‘I’m a historian, Ragnar, and I write essays concerning the Jewish role in history. Some of my essays are reposted on the ADL hate site. I had no idea they were so sensitive.’   Boy, that one had to be tongue in cheek.

‘Oh, wait a minute. You’re not that Partly Wright are you? The I, Dynamo guy?’

‘Yes. You’ve been reading my stuff?’

‘Couple of guys at the gym have mentioned your things.’

‘Have they? You know what I stand for then. Any chance the gym is used by, uh, a certain political outlook?’

‘Maybe, we do talk politics, but a certain outlook? What does that mean?’

‘You know, a conservative point of view.’

I saw he wasn’t sure how far to commit himself so I let it drop telling him I would talk to him later. First, before I committed myself further I wanted to talk to Lessing, see where he stood. Back at the condo, I called him making an appointment with him at the Metropolitan Modern for the next day.

We found each other without too much difficulty, drifting into a near empty gallery. There was no chance that I and probably Lessing wouldn’t be followed so it was necessary to be alert for anyone trying to occupy the same space so to speak. Some call it paranoia others call it survival.

‘Ah, Lessing. How are you?’

‘As good as can be expected in these troubling times. I’m glad to see you survived your initiation. Any problems?’

‘Who me? No. Actually it was fairly mild. I’ve been through some harrowing initiations, hazings or whatever.’

‘You didn’t find Baron too irritating?’

‘No. He’s normal, even a little more civil than most; but that brings up a question: Do you know you’re under surveillance?’

‘Under surveillance? Goodness, why would you think that?’

‘No need to hold your breath Lessing, the cat is out of the bag. I’m being fitted for suits at James Carter and my tailor, Abe Goldbladder, reported the contents of my paper to me on Monday. That means one of two things: your condo is bugged or you’ve got an agent attached. I’m betting on Baron Cammell.’

‘That fellow, did you say Goldblatter…’

‘Goldbladder, with two ds.’

‘Goldbladder? Does he pee gold?’

‘Don’t ask me questions like that, Lessing, I’m not privy to the results in his privy. I thought it was a spectacular name myself. Beats Spingold my previous favorite. Imagine the name Rumpelstiltskin Spingold. Put that up on the marquee. Anyway Abe knew everything two days after it happened. Gotta be Cammell. Are the Carmichaels under surveillance too?’

Lessing looked at me quizzically not sure of himself.

‘Don’t worry Lessing. I’m secure. I knew that at least one person there had to be a spy. Everybody gets infiltrated. What was it: The Carmichaels went abroad for a cooling off period?’

‘I wouldn’t put it that way Perry, let’s just say their affairs were becoming enmeshed and they needed to disentangle them.’

‘Yes. But then I thought that how could I be so lucky as to land the house sitter opportunity unless there was something more involved. I mean, I have never won the lottery before, the odds were never longer than this. You’re familiar with my website. I consider my essays pure history although the ADL for instance considers them outrageous anti-Semitism. You don’t have to be told that, obviously, but you must have thought they were how shall I say, risky?

I don’t know whether Ragnar told you but at the airport a couple other people attempted to snag me. Who knows what the outcome would have been. So, I’m sort of a dangerous acquaintance.’

‘Yes, I suppose we knew that…’

‘Listen, Lessing, I know where you, I and the Carmichaels stand and I’m sure we can work together. I know that they’re on to you as well as me. What say?’

‘What did you tell this Goldbadder fellow?’

‘I didn’t tell him anything. I just smiled and stared. You don’t talk to or argue with Jews; it just goes on forever. They’re inexhaustible. If it’s a question of wearing down it’s futile there’s no winning. Besides I’m hep to them anyway. I picked up Cammell first thing. I just waited for a little confirmation.’

‘Let’s go to a more secure place, Perry. I have to think a little.’

Believe it or not Lessing took me to the Dakota. We went up to 701, a very large apartment that was unoccupied. We sat at a table while Lessing studied me intently.

‘You wouldn’t have lent me the condo if you hadn’t thought my attitude was right, Lessing. My essay ‘Chumps Playing Stud’ must have indicated something.’

‘Yes. I did like that essay.’

‘Really. And my work on Ford. Rehabilitating Henry Ford is a top priority even at this late date. This is serious stuff. I think Lady Carmichael said you were a lawyer, is that correct, can I ask your field?’

‘Yes, I was a lawyer. What significance do you attach to that?’

‘Well, Lessing, I hope I am not overstepping any bounds but I dimly perceive that you and the Carmichaels summoned me here with some motive, perhaps you are not fully aware of what your motive was but I am guessing you were looking for a catalyst, someone to brings things together and get them moving. We need a diem to carpe, a moment to seize. But it looks like the times are here for aggressive measures. A plan is needed.’

‘We do have a lot of disgruntled folk who have no coherence to move in a defined direction. However, I wonder why no actions have been taken against you Perry, you who write so forthrightly.’

‘Lessing, actions have been taken against me but they have been covert. Hundreds of pictures I was using have disappeared from the net, replaced with the most generic kind. It is forbidden to post my essays on aggregators. I used to have wonderful numbers on reposted essays but that has been stopped. My numbers no longer grow as they should while certain more critical posts get no response at all or very little so they are blocked some way. Passages are changed and words deleted or misspelled to make me look stupid.

As far as the Jews go I more or less have a free pass within that framework because to contemn me would give me too much publicity so they follow a course they call ‘dynamic silence’. If nobody looks at you nobody knows you are there. Besides my posts are built around a post they have written so they would have to criticize my criticisms of them and they’re not going to do that. Their stuff doesn’t stand up. And then my posts are built up on a secure historic base that is not easily refuted.

Otherwise I have traveled little because when I do clever assassination attempts are made so that it requires constant vigilance on my part.’

‘You’ve had assassination attempts?’

‘Oh sure. Several that I can identify. Others are not so clear.’

‘You mean like shootings?’

‘No, Lessing. They don’t do anything obvious. You get shot and everyone knows it; you have a fatal accident and those things happen. Since I’ve been slandered mercilessly nobody would care, they might even applaud.’

‘Can you give me an example?’

‘OK, Lessing. I’ll give you one, but as far as I’m concerned my attitude is clear from my essays. I belong to the Edgar Rice Burroughs Bibliophiles for which I’ve written dozens of essays. I consider myself a major contributor to Burroughs studies. Nearly two decades ago I attended my only convention. I don’t know who was on my case but I was ill-treated on the plane, ill-treated renting a car, and when I got to the hotel in Fort Collins they had no record of my registration with the group, or the payment. I reminded them the payment was made with my card and that could be checked. They found my payment after an interminable wait, then they assigned me a room as far away from the others as they could not with the reserved section. Dirty unpleasant room. I ordered a hamburger at the restaurant and was told they were out of hamburger.

I recognized the ploy and rather than run through the whole menu I went to bed hungry. Of course I was suspicious especially as people in the adjoining room were raucous, I mean raucous non-stop. In inspecting the room for booby traps I noticed a large heavy picture above the bed was loose rather than screwed tightly against the wall.

Some call it paranoia but I could envision the picture dropping down on my head as I slept perhaps hitting me and either hospitalizing me or killing me. I long ago learned to heed my premonitions. It was a king bed so rather than sleeping vertically I slept horizontally across the foot of the bed.

Sure enough, a couple hours later the picture came crashing down. Had I slept normally who can say what the result would have been? The rest of the stay was variations on those themes. Of course with ‘accidents’ one never complains about them and you certainly don’t mention that you think they were planned because you are then ‘paranoid’ and discredited.

Food poisonings aren’t worth mentioning they are so common. Never eat eggs the morning of checking out. Check out and go have breakfast somewhere else where you aren’t expected. Accidents, Lessing, accidents, they happen all the time. So what do we have going here?’

‘I see. I suppose you are safe. You appear to have experience with skullduggery.’

‘Right, in spades. So what kind of elements are we dealing with.’

‘You’re right about me and the Carmichaels. I’m not sure what Ragnar is doing but I know Ottmar is a member. I know a number of people who are afraid, so they appear Liberal. As you say we need a catalyst so possibly that is why we received the appearance of your ad for an apartment as fortuitous. You have seemed to be what we are looking for.’

‘OK. I can see the possibility for a good time. The resistance seems to be rising. Success depends on how you go about it. I suppose that you know lawyers and judges who are sympathetic?’

‘Yes, there is a fair number of us.’

‘OK. I suspect the athletic club is a conspiracy center so Ragnar might be part of a ‘commando’ group for gaining control of the streets. For that we would require lawyers and judges to obstruct prosecutions, delay proceedings etc., you would know better than I, and also have police on our side. Perhaps Ragnar’s group is already doing that. Since the cops rarely leave the station house now we might have a fairly free hand in the streets.

But first it will be necessary to neutralize the courts. Can you get some lawyers and judges together? Organize them?’

 

‘I can.’

‘Good. Time is of the essence.’

‘I see. Yes, I will get to work on it immediately. You will be the leader?’

‘I’d rather not. I’d rather operate behind the scenes. If you know any safe writers I would like to organize them for psychological warfare and propaganda. Next to the courts that will be a key. We’ll follow the usual conspiratorial methods. You work on the legal end and I’ll investigate Ragnar. If I’m right I’ll try to line them up. Once we have a nucleus, we’ll have to have an organizational setup.’

‘Yes. It’s frightening work.’

‘Paranoia rules the day. I’ll try to approach Ragnar and get to it.

 

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