Part 2b-10 Mysteries Of The Second Thirty Years War

Eugenics and Dysgenics Part 2b-10

The Mysteries Of The Second Thirty Years War

by

R.E. Prindle

Continued from Part 2b-9

Gustavus Myers was an insignificant gadfly although a figure in Jewish circles.  He had first come to notice after the turn of he century when he published his book The History Of The Great American Fortunes.  Fortunes, that is great big piles of money, the kind Walt Disney’s character Scrooge McDuck used to roll around in.  And American which is to say not Jewish.  No Jewish fortunes are considered by Myers with the possible exception of Jay Gould.

The book which was a defamatory work against the great swashbucklers of the Gilded Age met with some success but it was a nasty work that raised more ire than praise.

Since that first book, which was at least interesting, he had turned out a succession of flops that mocked, debunked, defamed and ridiculed everything American, that is not Jewish, from the Supreme Court on down.  The books really have no claim to be histories and are unreadable even to scholars, but in my case duty is duty and I have read them.  Myers’ fame was more apparent in Jewish circles than American ones.

And now his fellow Jews needed his services for a specific purpose.  Daniel Guggenheim of the Guggenheim Foundation sought him out.  He commissioned Myers to write a volume defaming Nativist Americans as objects of hatred.  The result, published in 1943, would be The History of Bigotry In The United States.  A rather singular one-sided study.  Sordid but effectual.  I first heard of the book from a sixth grade teacher (1949-50) who thought it was a wonderful book.

The book is in two parts, a description of old organizations like the Know Nothings and the APA until it finally gets to its immediate object, the defamation of the Nativists indicted for treason and who were just about to be tried.  The book was too little too late as the intended victims escaped not only without a conviction but a trial.  Their careers were ruined of course and their futures disappeared.  The important thing to remember is that the book was commissioned by the Jewish establishment.

-VIII-

We now come to the end of this essay, the death of FDR and the disposition of Germany.

One views the power of the US and the Soviet Union over Germany in its defeat with horror.  Both the US and the Soviet Union were under Jewish influence, so the Jews have to accept responsibility for the actions of both their surrogates.  The deep hatred of the Jews for Germany has nothing to do with the so-called holocaust.  Their hatred began much earlier.  Of course, Luther was adamantly opposed to Jewry in the sixteenth century.  Any such opposition is portrayed by the Jews as unreasoning bigotry.  However, the Jewish nation, even though Stateless, had its own objectives that required submission by the Other.  There has always been a conflict for supremacy.  The modern form of the conflict between Jews and Germans, as two distinct nationalities, did not start with Hitler but can be traced back to a man called the Jud Suss, Joseph Oppenheimer, who flourished in the 1730s and 40s organizing the modern Jewish approach to the conflict with the Germans in Wurttemberg and Frankfort on the Main.

His importance to the struggle can be easily seen in his prominent revival in Weimar and Nazi Germany.  I have given a more detailed account in my essay Jud Suss. http://reuprindle.blogspot.com/2016/11/a-review-lion-feuchtwanger-jud-suss.html

During the Great War a Jewish writer by the name of Lion Feuchtwanger wrote a play titled the Jud Suss that was ignored at the time.  But then in 1926 he published the propaganda novel Jud Suss that sold very well both in Germany and abroad.  That meant that translations into other languages, most notably English had to be prepared in advance hoping for the success of the novel.  Published in Weimar Germany the novel was turned into a movie filmed in England and released under the title Jud Suss in England and Power in the US in 1934 after the advent of the Nazis.  Thus the film was a direct challenge to Germany.  To have been released in 1934 the film had to be conceived in 1933 as Hitler took over the government of Germany.  There are no coincidences here.  These events were all planned.

Thus, the film seems to have been a direct challenge to Germany as to who would rule, Jews or Germans.  The insult was deeply felt by Germans, so much so that in the midst of WWII Joseph Goebbels, the German propaganda minister commissioned a German version of Jud Suss telling the story from the German side. 

As I have pointed out, Theodore Kaufman published his book Germany Must Die in 1940 when only the Jews were involved in the new war while at that time the US was overwhelmingly unconcerned with involving the US.  The question of exterminating the Germans must have evolved in Jewish minds much earlier than 1940.  Kaufman’s book was merely an open suggestion or perhaps a hint of what was in store for the Germans when the US would be drawn into the war.

Of course, the Jews were already leading FDR into actual hostilities at sea when he ordered US warships to sink German submarines.  Roosevelt said the US border was the Rhine River and the Rhine was deep within German borders.  Is it any wonder that Hitler called Roosevelt a warmonger?

FDR’s Secretary of the Treasury with the exception of his first year in office was the militant Jew Henry Morgenthau Jr.  Interestingly Morgenthau said that he really didn’t want the job but that he was on duty.  That means he was posted to the Treasury by others, that is the Jewish shadow government.  That also means that Roosevelt was following orders and indeed FDR seriously considered the extermination of the Germans.  The callous disregard of all life by these people, both German, Soviets and US with allies makes your blood run cold.  How necessary was it that tens of thousands of US men be destroyed or that American society should be disrupted for essentially Soviet and Jewish purposes?

By 1940 when Roosevelt won his third term violating all US mores, he was already debilitated and unfit for office so if he was already a mere Jewish puppet he became increasingly debilitated and unable to function before his death.  Morgenthau, then, progressively usurped presidential powers while expanding the role of the Treasury Department into all areas of government.

Especially as the third term wore on FDR may as well have been comatose.  Morgenthau, aided by Harry Dexter White, devised his plan to dismember Germany and exterminate the Germans echoing Theodore Kaufman’s 1940 book.  For Americans involved the plan was horrific and breath taking, but so long as Morgenthau was in control of FDR there was little that could be done although the issue was lambasted in journals by various writers.

In 1945 Morgenthau published his book Germany Is Our Problem with a watered down version for public consumption.  Had he spoken candidly the American reaction would have thunderous.  Thus, Morgenthau set the stage for the extermination of the Germans.  FDR, incapable during the last year or so of his presidency, having been elected for his fourth term, was never to enjoy it.  Perhaps realizing his coming end, he retreated to the comfort of his women at his spa in Warm Springs.  Always hopeful that the waters would cure his crippled legs he may have wished to die beside his only hope.  Thus, surrounded by a bevy of women including his ex-mistress and great love, Lucy Mercer, his brain and heart gave out and he mercifully for the US and Germany slipped away.

History records the country’s grief, but it ignores the fact that there was a lot of joy of Mudville when FDR lay down his bat for FDR had struck out.

The incoming president, VP Harry Truman, had been left ignorant of nearly everything that FDR had been doing so his entry into office was nearly a tabula rasa.  He was aware of the Morgenthau plan however and the reaction it had caused in Congress.  Morgenthau’s days were numbered, and he left the government permanently shortly after Truman took office.  That didn’t mean that consequences for the Germans weren’t draconian.  Indeed, horrific conditions would exist before any amelioration until 1950 when he US realized it was shooting its feet off.

Looking back nearly a century later when one considers the situation in the light of the cold grey dawn blame for the war is not so easily to be affixed.  Germany had attempted a preemptive defensive war because it was most immediately facing the Soviet Communist menace.  Stalin was massing Soviet troops at the Polish border in preparation for an invasion of Central Europe.  Any Soviet invasion would have been genocidal in nature fully supported by Soviet Jewry.  Indeed, when the Soviets invaded Poland shortly after the Germans, masses of significant Poles were murdered along with the entire Polish Army officer corps.  They were all dumped in their many thousands into a common grave in Katyn Forest.

If one traces the lead from that example it follows that the same would have happened to the German military, while very likely hundreds of thousands would have been murdered in an orgy of slaughter the Jews would have considered revenge.  And that was before the so-called holocaust.  Subsequently millions would have been shipped off to the gulags.  Hitler was not the demon of the era.

While it isn’t kosher to speak the obvious truth and, perhaps, risky, nevertheless historical integrity requires the historian to write without fear or favor.

There was no real reason for the war to have involved the US, England, France or any of the Western countries.  Hitler was willing to take on the savage Soviets alone.  Always remember the Soviets had already murdered tens of millions of the Russian people while millions more  were held in barbaric concentration camps in the Soviet gulag where they were systematically starved and worked to death.  All the West had to do was remain neutral and let the Nazis at it.  Common sense required England and France to avoid war at all costs.  The manhood of both countries had been bled white in WWI a mere twenty years earlier.  They were financially bankrupt.  They borrowed billions that they knew they would never repay or even make an attempt to.  They exhausted US resources and sacrificed US men for their folly.  And then the US had to spend additional billions to put them on their feet after the war.  US troops and munitions prevented the Soviets from merely demanding submission that the West would have granted.  And today they insult the US president.  Then and subsequently the Jews functioned secularly, the supernatural was no longer invoked.

Eugenics and Dysgenics Pt. 2b-3

Mysteries Of The Second Thirty Year’s War

by

R.E. Prindle

 

Continued from Pt. 2b-2

-II-

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.

The Vampyres Of New York

Clip 9

A Novel

by

R.E. Prindle

 

Angeline woke up in a fine frame of mind.  Just as a test I quickly flipped her in and out, the hypnosis was working as before.  Now began the hard part; what to do with her second personality.  With a little luck it might prove that they didn’t give her a third or fourth but I didn’t perceive any evidence of it.

I thought it might be best to try to combine Ange’s second personality replacing it with a dream world, a sort of false memory, and only a nightmare hence not real and threatening while as a dream I hoped it could be eliminated.

While a vacated second personality might still exist perhaps with time it could be forgotten or fade away.  For myself my own painful early personality had become dissociated from myself existing more or less as a parallel universe that had nothing to do with me.

I will spare you the details of our work over the next couple days.  While I think we made progress the work seemed far from done.  There was some means to transfer the memory images from the second personality to the dream life of the first personality that had me baffled.  The purification rites with Hera did seem to remove any sense of responsibility from Angeline’s mind but the memories were still there.

While in her first state she couldn’t consciously remember her activities in the second state still the mind has only one subconscious and that was affected equally by both the first and second states.  The deeper I got into her mind the better I understood her catatonia.  But, it was Friday and time for our luncheon date with Lessing.

As I had devised a plan to possibly foil any spy agents Ragnar had the limo ready at ten.  We drove up to Lessing’s.  While standing in his lobby that I thought could be bugged while Lessing should have been able to recognize strangers I explained that my idea was to take the ferry to Staten Island, rent a car and drive to the abandoned Seaview Asylum where I thought it unlikely that we could be overheard.  I asked Ragnar to call for a rent-a-car as we would have to leave the limo at the Whitehall Terminal. 

Me:  The ride’s on me Lessing.

Ragnar:  Sure. The ferry’s free.

Me:  Aren’t you the spoil sport Ragnar.

Lessing:  Funny.  Lived here all my life and I’ve never been to Staten Island.

Ange:  Me neither.

Me:  I just got here and me neither.  I’m looking forward to it.

Ange:  Any idea how long it takes?

Me:  Five miles, about half an hour.  Ferries leave every half hour.  It’ll be great.  Love the ferries in Seattle.  If you ever get the chance take the ferry through the San Juans.  That’s a wonderful trip.

Lessing:  What are the San Juans?

Me:  They’re a group of five islands I believe, up on the Canadian border.  Small islands but romantic.  You can stay at Friday Harbor on San Juan Island and take the ferry back in the morning.  Great fun.  Plus unlike the Staten Island Ferry you can take your car.

Once aboard Lessing had a puzzling experience.

Lessing:  Hello Angeline.  Do you remember me?

Ange:  I’m sorry, Lessing is it?  I don’t think we’ve ever met.

Lessing:  Strange.  I thought we attended a couple parties together a few years back.

Ange:  I don’t think so.  I’m sure I’d remember someone like you Lessing.

Lessing:  Maybe or maybe not.  But I seem…

Me:  Lessing, I’ll explain as soon as we’re in the car.  This is going to amaze you.

 

Lessing:  That was a wonderful trip.  I don’t know how I could have lived here this long and not have taken it before.

Me:  Bravo, Ragnar.  A Mercedes.  Thoughtful of you; how did you swing that on such short notice?

Ragnar:  We chauffeurs have our ways.

Me:  Great. Punch in Seaview Asylum and let’s get some directions.  This place is supposed to be in central Staten Island.  Ruins.  You’ll love it if you like ruins.

Lessing:  Oh, ruins, yes.  Nothing like a good ruin.  Do they have a ruined restaurant?

Me:  Naw.  We’ll have to stop on the way.  Get something to take along.  If you see a MacDonald’s pull over Ragnar.

Ange:  MacDonald’s?  Don’t you really like Burger King better Partly?

Me:  Not really.  Actually I prefer Jack-In-The-Box but I didn’t think you’d have them out here.  If that’s what you prefer, it’s all right with me.

Lessing:  If I have to, it doesn’t matter one way or the other to me.  I’m not sure that this will be a first with me but close to it.

Ange:  Ooh, a snob.

Lessing:  A man of distinction and taste.

Me:  Oh, come on Lessing, a little plebeianism  won’t hurt you any.  We’ll do some fine dining later.

Lessing:  I believe you said that you and uh…Mrs. Wright ware married Perry.  May I ask how you met and hooked so quickly?

Me:  Why not?  It’s one of those matches made in heaven, Lessing, so far at least.  I was at the Nordstrom’s opening as was Ange, our eyes locked and that was it.

Lessing:  Ha!  I’ve heard of it before but I’ve never seen it.

Ange:  It’s true.  Partly rescued me from a world of desolation and loneliness.  Why do you call Partly Perry?

Lessing:  Because Partly told me to call him Perry.

Ange:  Well, you do have multiple personalities Partly, or is it Perry?

Me:  I’ve only got one, at least only one I use or use consistently, not that I’m trying to be confusing Ange, but I have many facets to the one personality.  For people that don’t know me I adopted Perry because Partly always mystifies people.  For you Ange, I prefer you call me Partly.  I hope we can all keep our identities straight.

Lessing:  But, Angeline, you did work at Barton, Dustbin didn’t you?  You were a pretty good real estate lawyer there.

Ange:  I was a top real estate lawyer there.  Top.  I wrote some of the biggest deals on the East Coast and as far West as Chicago.

Me:  Ooh, that far West?

Lessing:  And you don’t remember me Angeline?

Me:  I’ll have to explain Lessing.  This bears directly on our ability to manage the police and courts.  Now listen carefully Lessing because you might have difficulty believing what you are about to hear.  You are a lawyer and I’m sure you believe the best of your legal fraternity while probably considering Merivale Adelstein to be a good lawyer and a fine man.  You are about to learn differently.  Did you ever hear of a Dr. Wormowitz?

Lessing:  No, I don’t think I know the name.

Me:  Fine.  Now, the period we’re talking about is the late seventies and the eighties here in New York.  Things were Satanic, violent, druggy and sexually insane.  Women’s liberation essentially meant that men could fuck any and all at will.  But sexual relations still had consequences.  The problem for men was how to avoid the consequences.

Merivale and his colleagues at BAAD worked out what has ‘till now the perfect plan seemingly negating any consequences.  The plan was simple.  The women could be hypnotized, indoctrinated and conditioned to be perfect sexual objects.  Party girls.  The girls could be told to remember nothing they did under hypnosis.  Thus BAAD had a cadre of partly girls handy for an afternoon delight when things got frustrating or they were emasculated in a courtroom brawl.

Of course once trained one didn’t want them drifting away so they were given exorbitant salaries to keep them at BAAD.  They were thus getting good workers and party girls for what was really a particularly good price as if they had to hire working girls for their sexual wants the price for those alone would have been far more than their ‘employees’ were being paid.  Thus, the women were actual monarch slaves although not chattel or even obvious slaves as I think you can figure out.

Wormowitz who was Jewish may or may not have been a doctor as he came over from Germany in the thirties and probably lacked any degree nevertheless was an accomplished hypnotist and from practice a fairly knowledgeable psycho-analyst.  BAAD billed him an MD and sent the girls to him as a condition of employment for a physical.  It was he who hypnotized them and began their indoctrination and conditioning.

Ange was one of those monarch slaves.  When she says she doesn’t remember you it is because Angeline I was never at one of those parties; it was as Angeline II.  I hope that clears that up.

Lessing:  I’m sorry Angeline.

Ange:  It was a different time and different place and it didn’t involve me.

Me:  No.  One might say she wasn’t there.  Now Lessing, we have a list of several dozen women who were exploited by the men of BAAD.  We have a list of a couple hundred men, mostly lawyers from BAAD and some few others who might surprise you, including actually, yourself.

There is a whole litany of crimes committed by BAAD here, crimes punishable by good long spells in prison not to mention the destruction of careers and lives, nearly all of them are still alive.

This should get us enough leverage to prevent any of our people not only out of jail but not arrested in the first place.  As police everywhere have been told to stand down when Negroes, Mexicans and whatever have rioted assaulting Whites our own people have now been re-enfranchised and can do what they deem with impunity.

Ragnar:  Bravo, bravo.  We now have no worries.

Me:  Yes, Ragnar, you can turn the troops loose.

Ange:  Boy, this is one spooky place.

Me:  What?  What?  Spookier than you think.  This place was used for conclaves of the Son of Sam conspirators, the Final Judgment people.  Amazing that buildings like this are allowed to go to ruins.  Acres and Acres of what were fine grounds allowed to be overgrown.

Ragnar:  Not overgrown, returned to nature.

Lessing:  Yes, of course.  This is good news Perry.  I can certainly turn it to good effect.

Me:  I hope so.  But we’ll have to be alert for the reaction.  I’m sure Adelstein is a resourceful guy and certainly keen on the self-defense.  I’ve been set-up several times back in Oregon so I know what to look out for.  I don’t know all the tricks but they always use the same ones.  At least this time I know who I’m dealing with and have ample resources.

So, Lessing, how soon can you set them up?

Lessing:  Right away.  I’ll set up a meeting with you, Angeline and myself with Merivale so that he knows that he’s up against the wall.  I’ve got it, Perry, now can we get out of this used up asylum?  Angeline is right the place is too spooky.  I expect to be assaulted by the ghosts of lunatics all the time.

Me:  Yeah, well, the ghosts of lunatics can’t hurt you like the lunatics were going to be dealing with.

 

The conversation continued as we walked back to the car for the return trip to the ferry slip.  Lessing changed the topic as we set out.

Lessing:  There’s a meeting of the Serapion Brethren this Friday Perry, are you coming?

Me:  Yes.  Am I to pick up where I left off?

Lessing:  We prefer to have a different reader at each session, if that’s alright with you.

Me:  Perfect as a matter of fact.  Who’s up?

Lessing:  Max Savings is going to present an essay on the confiscation of the Russian art treasure by the Soviets.

Me:  Sounds great.

Ange:  What is the Serapion Brethren?

Lessing:  It’s a study group Perry and I belong to Angeline.  We meet and discuss any submerged aspect of history.

Ange:  Where did you get the name Lessing?

Lessing:  We borrowed it from a fictional group of the same name created by ETA Hoffman.  Have you read any Hoffman, Angeline?

Ange:  In college we had to read a story by Hoffman I think.  Something about an eccentric jeweler or even crazy, he hated to part with his creations so much he burgled the buyers houses and stole them back.  Creepy.

Lessing:  That one’s called Mademoiselle Scudery.

Ange:  Oh yes.  I remember now.  Are you going to leave me alone Friday night Partly?

Me:  I’ll have to Ange but as Frankie told Johnnie:  I won’t be gone very long.

Ange:  You better come back.

Me:  You and I are one Ange.  You need have no fears.  Don’t be insecure.

Ragnar:  Are you going to help us out establishing our turf Partly?

Me:  Yes.  I’ll start a magazine so we can all keep in touch and stay informed.  I’ll come down tomorrow morning to see where things stand.  But, listen Ragnar and Lessing, remember that Angeline is an accomplished lawyer and she is the key for controlling the legal end so she deserves a full share of respect.  She has things to contribute.

Where do matters rest now?

Ragnar:  We are roughed out in Aryan areas on the East Side from ninety-second down to the Bowery and across town from fifty-second to about seventieth but maybe a little higher and lower.  Madison, Park and Fifth are free passageways we have to allow.  We avoid the subways.

There have been some serious clashes and some of our guys are in the jug.  We want them out.

Me:  How is it going on the legal end Lessing?

Lessing:  With our present organization we’ve been able to keep them in Manhattan but we haven’t been able to get them out.  Angeline’s info will strengthen us greatly.  Adelstein himself is powerful and his connections can get things done.

Me:  Hmm.  Angeline can call him and have him meet her- that is at her apartment.  The rest will fall out.  You don’t have anything important doing tomorrow night do you Lessing?

Lessing:  No, I’m free.

 

By now, we were back aboard the ferry for the return trip.  Passing a newsstand I grabbed a paper.  I hadn’t been able to keep up for the last several days while tending Ange.  The news was eye popping.

Me:  My goodness.  Look at the pictures of Chicago in flames.  Is this 1871 revisted?

Lessing:  Where have you been Perry?  That mess started three days ago.

Me:  I was otherwise employed.

Ange:  Let me see that Partly.

Me:  So a major revolt has begun in Chicago?  Is this just a riot or what? 

Ragnar:  More than a riot; it’s fighting for real.  Our guys are on the alert.

Lessing:  the papers only give a hint as to what is going down.  It’s really bad.  The carnage is going to be terrible.

It started on the South side when some Blacks attacked a police station.  When reinforcements were sent the whole place erupted.  The West Side and all areas joined in.  Lines of citizens have formed around Black areas where possible.  Constant shooting across lines but apparently infra-Black areas are wars of Blacks against Blacks.  The killing is intense.

As you know there are no grocery stores across the lines so food is already short.  ‘Humanitarian’ White groups are gathering food but the problem is how to get it through the lines.  The ‘humanitarians’ are shot down as soon as they come within range….

Me:  Started three days ago!  Lordy,  bodies must really be hitting the ground .  Which reminds me, has anyone thought of securing our food supplies?

Ragnar:  How’s that?

Me?  Land deliveries can be cut off easily since the Bronx is controlled by the Negroes.  So we should secure water routes across the Hudson and East Rivers, barges or something; and also exit routes if needed.

We should block deliveries into the Moslem area to starve them out.  Turn off the gas, water and electricity.  This could get serious.  We should also raid a military base or two, Ragnar, for fire arms, ammo, grenades and grenade launchers and anti-tank devices.  Machine guns.

Obama hasn’t called out the army to suppress the Chicago insurrection  but he will do it against we Whites so it’s best to best to be prepared.

There’s a bright spot here though-- the Stock Market is up a hundred twenty points, we can still pay the rent.

Lessing:  How long is that going to last, I wonder.

Me:  Quite a while I suspect, Lessing.  The Negro concentrations are all in our major cities fairly tightly confined.  Of all we useless feeders the Negroes are the most useless of all.  There is no economy in those areas to disrupt.  So life can function fairly normally outside those areas.

Even during WWII people fought desperately to go on normally.  You would think something like publishing would stop but, I more or less collect books published during WWII, publishing went on close to normal.  Almost hadn’t skipped a beat as things resumed immediately right after the war.

So, there may not be a serious reduction of means outside the Negro cities.

Lessing:  You may be right.  I’ll have to consider things in that light.

Me:  Accentuate the positive, Lessing, accentuate the positive.

Ange:  I had no idea you had such a grim sense of humor, Partly.

Me:  You should have been in the orphanage with us Angelina.  I had my early training for this there.  I’ve been ready for the worst all my life.

Ah well, here we are, Keep your cell phone on Lessing.  I’m going to try to set something up for tomorrow.

Drop us off on the way to Lessing’s, Ragnar.  We’ll need you tomorrow.

 

I won’t say Chicago was a surprise.  First the collection of the Rebbes and then an insurrection in Chicago.   I suppose Obama was surprised at it as we’ve fought back.  Well, you know you can only push so hard and then the hot heads take over.  We were into it now.  Things should really escalate rapidly.  I hope we can keep order within our areas here in New York City.  We can’t let law deteriorate but from now on it is our law, not Negro law, Shariia or Jewish law, but our law.

 

Me:  Sweetheart, it’s time we put our plan in action.

Ange:  I’m ready Dearest Partly.

Me:  Alright.  Call Adelstein and invite him over to your condo tomorrow night, seven o’ clock.  I’ll call Lessing to be present and I think it would be wise to have Ragnar along.  I have conditioned your other mind upon the signal to attack Adelstein with all your fury.  I have instructed Ange II to desist at a voice command.  You, as Ange I, know it too.

I will allow you to punish him as severely as possible but as we need him for our plans you’ll stop short of murder.  Besides dead he wouldn’t suffer the humiliation he will have to.  The difference between your unearned humiliation  and his is that he’ll be conscious of it.  So, tomorrow is The Day.

I’m going to go cook something to eat while you call Adelstein.

 

Our preparations are in place.  The morrow will find us waiting for the appearance of Adelstein at Angeline’s.

Lessing, Ragnar and myself waited in the kitchen as the doorbell sounded.  This was a big moment for Angeline while curiously it was a big moment for me.  As Ange represented my own Anima in Ange’s getting her revenge, through her I was getting a little of mine back too.  Along with a very large minority of the country’s population I hated lawyers.  I saw them as the very scum of the earth.

I knew the type from high school.  Nearly everyone I detested had become a lawyer.  Curiously enough the detestation was mutual, they scorned me as I loathed them.  Peculiar circumstances from my childhood prevented me from hating anyone but if I had been able to hate I would have hated them heartily.

I was able to avoid contact with lawyers until I got into business in Oregon.  When you’re in business you’re a target; it becomes unavoidable that you will become very familiar with lawyers, the extortionate bastards.

It was then when I was drawn into the system that I became aware of what kind of men- and women- lawyers are.  I would say a full half of them are full blown psychotics of which Adelstein was a prime example, they and the rest of them look upon law as a racket in which you extort money from simpletons who they make sure have no defense.

If it is thought I think of lawyers as criminals that is correct.  They are the third part of the criminal system, sometimes erroneously referred to as the justice system.  They are base men and women armed to the teeth.  Way off back at the beginning of the nineteenth century, when a group of working men called the IWW, Industrial Workers of the World, nicknamed the Wobblies, were resisting the inhumane working conditions in the woods, logging that is, they naturally clashed with the police and law.  The lawyers of Portland Oregon all swore a mighty oath never to give legal assistance to a Wobbly.  This was of course in violation of the Constitution of the United States or, in fact, the Law.  Nevertheless no Portland lawyer ever defended a Wobbly in Court.

Now, a mid-century counterpart of the Wobblies were the people called Hippies.  As latter day Wobblies we were placed outside the law.  No hippy was ever given a defense although hypocritical lawyers took the money and then negotiated the lowest sentence the accused would get.  This isn’t the place to get into it but let’s just say a lot of people who should have been in jail were immune to charges if you get me.

I had started a record store and I did very well.  At that time in the late Sixties marijuana, the chief offender in the popular mind, was spreading into the middle classes.  Marijuana and drugs were associated with record stores ipso facto.  As a store owner I was also characterized as a drug dealer and much worse.  As such I was denied any services such as insurance while I was barely able to get electricity and was able to clear the streets as people moved aside to avoid possible contact.

I survived all efforts to shut me down, was forced to move the store several times as agreements were broken, with no recourse.  I was forced to walk a very narrow line as any deviation from the very straightest and narrowest would have landed me in court where lawyers were sworn to not represent me unless to turn the trial into a kangaroo court.

This violated everything about America I had been conditioned to believe.  Many ridiculous petty charges were brought against me, some of which no lawyer would handle but some of which landed me in court where I was compelled to pay a lawyer for essentially lynching me.  In one case I had merely opened my mouth to protest when the judge looked at me sternly and bawled:  One more word out of you and I’ll have you for contempt of court.  And he would have too.  I had to sit quietly while my fate was pronounced.  It only involved a trifling fine in the case but my hatred for lawyers and judges was set in stone.  Now, not only would Judge Adelstein pay a big ‘fine’ to Angeline but I was going to get mine back in a big way.

As may be imagined when Lessing, Ragnar and I emerged from the kitchen area into the living room Adelstein was non-plussed. Looking first at Lessing, who he knew very well, then at Ragnar, then at me he exclaimed:  ‘You’re the fellow I challenged outside the door a week or so ago.  What’s going on here Lessing?  What do you have to with him?  Who is he?’

Lessing:  He’s an acquaintance Merivale.  As you know recent political developments have been quite startling.  There are racial disturbances all across the country while here in the city racial territories have formed with our Whites staking our claim for mid-island.  So far the authorities haven’t understood.  They are disputing our claims while Negro and Moslem claims have been accepted.

Our people are being arrested while theirs haven’t.  We’re asking you to balance equity.  We want our boys released and to remain unmolested.  As a believer in fairness and justice may we count on you to act in our interests?

Adelstein:  Why those people to whom you refer are White Supremacists.  There will never be peace until Whiteness is removed from the face of the earth.  Why those White Supremacists are even expelling Jews from mid-city.

Ragnar:  They aren’t being expelled; they’re leaving on their own.  We don’t have anything to do with it.

Adelstein:  Nonsense, there will never be peace until Whiteness is removed from the earth.

 

Here Ange, Ragnar, Lessing and myself made scoffing noises.

 

Lessing:  I was hoping you wouldn’t force our hand Merivale.

Adelstein:  I will absolutely not release any White Supremacists.  What do you mean by force my hand?

Seeing the futility of arguing with Adelstein at that point I gave my ear a tug.

It is difficult for me to describe this but Ange caught my signal only from the corner of her eye as she was staring fixedly at Adelstein.  It seemed like the air exploded with the fury of her response.  I don’t know if I actually was but I felt like I was knocked back on my heels.

Adelstein had no time to anticipate Ange’s assault.  She leaped like a tigress with a piercing shriek on him simultaneously raking both sides of his face with her nails from temple to chin while knocking him to the floor.  She leaped on his chest in the most undignified manner on her knees pummeling with triple strength at his face.  I’m sure his nose went at the first blow.

Hitting and scratching the white carpet began turning red beneath his head as the blood flowed copiously.  Damn, I thought, we probably will never get the rug clean, have to buy a new carpet.

Just then Adelstein shrieked:  My eye, my eye.  Ange had only caught him by the corner so no real damage but as his nose was wobbling right left and back again I thought it best to call Ange off before she killed the bastard.  Not that I objected but dead he would be no use to us while a murder trial might make us look bad.

‘Enough’ Ange’ I cried hoping she would remember to respond to my voice command while I was trying to maneuver to where she could see me tugging at my left ear.  Fortunately she responded to voice command backing away spitting and snarling, shouting epithets at the bastard.  She was terrific; how I loved her. 

Having been abused by Adelstein and his band since she was twenty-five you may be sure she had pent up resentments probably conscious in both identities.  How I admired her but how ashamed I was that I had to make her appear so unladylike.  Still for her mental comfort she needed that revenge.

Merivale was rolling around on the floor screaming ‘My eye, my eye’ when there was really nothing very much wrong with it, just a small tear at the corner of the lid.  He should have been shouting my nose, my nose; he was going to have a hell of a time explaining those shiners.

I asked Ragnar to set him on his feet so we could get on with it.  Ragnar grabbed him at the shirt front and like a feather pulled him up and stood him on his brogans.  Boy, I hated those shoes.  What evil memories of guys walking around in those shoes I had from my young manhood.  I’d always been the loafer type.

Me:  Calm down, calm down Adelstein, it’s not that bad and we have business to discuss

Adelstein:  (ignoring or not hearing me)  What the fuck’s the matter with you bitch?

Me: Now, now Adelstein I can’t tolerate being called a bitch.

Adelstein:  Not you ass, her.

In her own persona, the violence of her acts must have melded both personas.  Ange actually spit in his face calling him a eunuch and bastard.  Eunuch?  Hmm, well maybe that was the ultimate insult in Ange’s situation.  I hate spitting and I really hate to see women spit especially Ange as she was such an integral part of me.  It was as though I spit.

Between the two then the air resonated lightning with seeming thunder rolls for several minutes.  I became aware of myself breathing hard when Lessing made a pass with his hand in the air between Ange and Merivale that seemed to calm the storm.  Until as coming from afar could be heard his voice soothing:  ‘Calm down, Merivale, calm down.  We have to explain our terms to you.  Listen, listen.’

I had to laugh to myself when he told Adelstein to calm down while Ange was still fuming at him, making threatening moves at him even in her own persona.  I moved over, put my arms around her and tried to comfort her.  A little petting and she sank into my arms against me suddenly exhausted, relieved, but exhausted.

I suppose Adelstein must have been almost in shock as he was bleeding from deep scratches all over his face.  Ragnar grabbed a roll of toilet paper and threw it to him.  The paper brought him around some as he dabbed his face wincing as he brushed his nose.  I don’t know how much pleasure Ange got from his agony oh, but it did my heart good as I silently laughed deep within my breast.

Agonized needless to say Adelstein dabbed until recovering his wits sufficiently he turned his face toward Lessing and asked:  ‘What the fuck arrangements are you talking about Farquhar?’  This was my cue.

Me:  We want your cooperation and assistance Judge in the freeing of any of our men arrested at the first hearing and your cooperation in preventing charges from being brought.

Adelstein:  Never.  Those men you refer to are White Supremacists and deserve the worst they can get.  White Supremacism has to be wiped out.

Lessing:  Take a moment Merivale.  Take a moment and think.  The list of charges that can be brought against your firm, your colleagues and yourself will likely fill pages.  These women have been treated criminally; they were essentially slaves without a will of their own.  They couldn’t say no.  As you know Merivale the prejudice of the Court is always in the woman’s favor; you don’t have a chance.

From the moment of filing charges, that I have already written up, the reputation of you and your firm will be destroyed.  You personally will be thrown out of your clubs.  Restaurants will refuse to serve you.  You’ll never eat lunch in this town again.  The charges are heavy charges in multiple counts.  White slavery charges alone could get net you two or three life sentences.  I could list more but do you really want to risk the penalties by refusing our very reasonable requests.

 

Adelstein was still dabbing at his bloody face while in real agony over his nose and eye.  Now Lessing threw real fear into him; we had irrefutable evidence, damning evidence.  We waited patiently as Adelstein dabbed.

Adelstein:  Alright.  I’ll apply whatever influence I can.

Me:  Not good enough we don’t want you to apply pressure, we want results now.

Adelstein:  I’m only a judge, Federal not State or City.  I have jurisdictional limits.

Lessing:  Stop it, Merivale.  You know your influence is distributed throughout the system.  Your word alone can advance or stop any career.  Perry is right.  Either you do it or we file.  I already have the papers drawn up.  We have pages and pages of offenses; don’t be a fool Merivale.  You’ve a wife and kids.

Adelstein:  I never thought you…oh, alright I’ll issue instructions not to book your people too.

Me:  Today.  We want our men out.

Adelstein:  My G-d man, can’t you see I’m in agony.  For G-d’s sake get me to a hospital.

Ange:  Your god doesn’t exist.  No, you bastard.  You get your own self to the hospital.  Suffer, suffer, suffer.  I hate you, you bastard.  I hate every time you touched me.  I hat the very sight of you.  Get out of my condo!  Now!

 

Adelstein was suffering but I couldn’t feel sorry for him.  I was almost sorry I called Angeline off but I couldn’t let her kill him.  He staggered out the door.

 

Ragnar:  Nice work, Miss Gower.  Do you think he will get our boys out Mr. Farquhar?

Lessing:  Yes I do.  He’ll have to have his injuries doctored today but I’ll call him in the morning to prompt him.  You can tell your men they’re safe from the Courts; I won’t call it the law.  We’re into this new phase of warfare where words are being redefined.

Me:  I have an appointment at James Carter in a couple days so I should have an account from Goldbladder.

There should be a renewed attempt to penetrate our ranks Ragnar.  Keep a sharp lookout.  Adelstein may have to comply but he won’t take this lying down.  They’re wily fellows; remember the Amalekites.

All three:  Remember the Amalekites?  What’s that supposed to mean?

Me:  Oh, when the Hebrews were on their way to the Promised Land from Egypt they asked the Amalekites for permission to cross their territory rather than take the long way around.  The Amalekites refused.  The Hebrews took the refusal as an injury and didn’t forget so decades later after they had consolidated their power they returned to exterminate the Amalekites root and branch as the Bible tells it.

Today was a declaration of war between the Jews and us.  They will come at us any way they can, they won’t let up, they won’t forget.  It will be and already is a war of extermination; I don’t know how long things will take to develop but don’t forget the Amalekites.

Ange:  You know this and you’re still going to James Carter?

Me:  They won’t do anything direct at this time Ange.  They’ll want to shift the guilt to us.  Meanwhile hopefully we’ll get more info from them than they get from me.  Abe and I are almost buddies anyway. 

Ragnar:  I don’t think so.

Me:  That was joke, Ragnar, that was a joke.  Don’t be so literal.

 

Ange and I were talking over soup and a glass of white wine, a Riesling.

Me:  Well, Ange, you have had your revenge, how was it?

Ange:  Good but not as good as I expected but now I’m having hallucinations.

Me:  Yes.  What kind.

Ange:  It’s like I can see over a wall or maybe through those glass blocks. Terrifying visions. I’m afraid.

Me:  Don’t be afraid; you can’t be hurt.  I’ve been trying to break down the division between your two identities and unify them into one so that you have your whole life and no dark spaces.  Maybe your encounter with Adelstein opened the way a little.  Don’t fight it but let the barriers fall.  The first rush may overwhelm your senses but just remember they are only memories.

Ange:  Oh, but, Partly, what must you think of me?  I’m afraid you won’t love me anymore.

Me:  Of course I’ll always love you Ange, you are half of me.  Hera will welcome you as redeemed; you are her cherished daughter.  As her priest I rejoice in your recovery.

You must understand Ange that you are innocent of any guilt and as such you need have no shame although possibly regrets.  And I am here to truly love you.

I am familiar with your situation myself.  It has taken me decades Ange to realize I was under a post hypnotic suggestion, a hypnotic spell from the second grade to perhaps seventy years of age although to a weakening degree.  The reasons for my behavior have only been known to me for a few years.  It was only when I came to understand hypnosis and hypnotic suggestion that I understood.

In kindergarten, 1943, some Negro kids were let in school to the great resentment of parents and hence their kids.  On the first day, at recess, they were told to sit on the sandbox and not move.  I was already an outcast because of things that happened in my neighborhood so I objected to their treatment and offered to help them fight for their rights.  They refused and that left me hanging out.  It was late in the year so I was told that they would get me next year.

They had to wait for the second grade as I was transferred to a different school in the first grade.  At recess they were waiting for me.  About twelve boys and girls of the elite formed a semi-circle around me and glared hatred at me while Morford berated me on my sin.  Then I was told to stand on one foot for the duration of recess which I did.  Then I was told to put my foot down and that I was their nigger now.

In a state of terror with all defenses down I was actually hypnotized although they may or may not have been aware of it, their parents that is, and the post-hypnotic suggestion that I was their nigger mirroring the Negro kids sitting on the sand box, was implanted so that in similar situations I had no resistance and did what nearly anyone told me to do mirroring standing on one foot.

This went on all my life even after integrating my personality at forty-two until I could recognize and reject my post-hypnotic suggestion in my early seventies.  So, Honey, I understand completely.  My Anima was destroyed at that time also but now that I have found you, I’m complete.  You are me; I am you.  I rejoice that you’re recovering.

But now you must be especially wary.  When Adelstein recovers he will come to avenge your assault.  His kind never acknowledge their crimes but only resent the revenges.  So tomorrow night I have to attend the New Serapions and under no circumstances are you to answer the door.  If the fire alarm goes off ignore it there will be no fire.  I will call a couple times to reassure you and will call from the lobby on the way up.  Is that clear?

Ange:  Yes, darling Partly.  I won’t open the door no matter what.  I will call you if anything happens.

Me:  Exactly, Ange, my darling girl.

And so, here I am sitting in Lessing’s living room.

 

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