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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