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
