Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Outsiders Like Trump And Carson


Outsiders Like Trump And Carson

by

R.E. Prindle



One expects the struggle between the Establishment and the political interlopers Trump and Carson to be continually evolving as the Es attempt to destroy Trump and Carson.

A dodge that seems to be gaining currency is to depict the interlopers as political and social outsiders.  Naturally this will involve the age old concept of divide and destroy.  Pit the one against the other.

One fears, fear is a big issue in this election as ‘outsiders’ are said to be devoured by fear and loathing while the insiders are healthy, strapping lads and lassies although uniformly on the fey side, hey Leslie?

The ‘insiders’ should tread lightly as they are a distinct minority compared to we ‘outsiders’.  Insiders care nothing for those not inside their clique and none of us are close to being insiders.  None us get thirty-five million dollar bonuses while the economy is circling the drain.  None of us get tens of millions in salaries in addition while millions of outsiders go unemployed.  Who do the Insiders think they are kidding?

Why should we vote for their candidate so we can be fleeced some more.  And we are being fleeced.  Trump has the courage to say so.  Never forget, his life is now on the line.  If he doesn’t succeed he is a dead man.

Actually the Insiders are condemning themselves as being more outside the voters than the Outsiders they condemn.  We the people are all outsiders compared to the miniscule group of selfish Insiders.  None of us are inside.  None of the Insiders are our friends.

Why vote to be enslaved by Insiders for their profit when we have a perfectly good Outsider in Trump?

Monday, October 26, 2015


The Vampyres Of New York

A Novel

by

R.E. Prindle

A Prospectus



I’ve been searching around for a more discursive format for a while now;  I think I’ve finally found one.  I have been a great admirer of the German Romantic writer E. T. A. Hoffmann for several decades now.  He has been described as a prolific author of twenty volumes in German although most of that remains untranslated.  Mostly there are collection of twenty or so from his tales.

Hoffmann was at one time very famous.  The opera Tales Of Hoffman by Offenbach is based on his stories perpetuating his name better than he could himself.  Then I got wind of a two volume work (a thousand pages) called The Serapion Brethren.  On the off chance that it was available I searched specifically for the title on Amazon as it didn’t come up under the author’s name.  And, lo! it turned up from some hidden corner of that giant book store.  Why it isn’t up front with the various collections is beyond me.  Having obtained my copy I am now half way through it.  A fabulous book.

I don’t think Hoffman fans are legion but I know there are a lot of us; if any of them haven’t learned of the existence of The Serapion Brethren the way is now clear, two volumes, less than fifty dollars on Amazon.  Not my point but I pass the info on.

The format Hoffman uses is perfect for what I want to do.  The idea of The Brethren is that a group of writers (artists) get together to discuss their stories written according to a serapiontic point of view.  Thus Hoffmann presents a couple dozen of his amazing stories within a framework of these meetings and discussions.

Hoffmann was an amazing psychologist far far ahead of his times.  In a generation since the advent of Anton Mesmer’s discovery of the unconscious, while Mesmer was still living, Hoffman takes psychology to a level such as Sigmund Freud nearly a hundred years on was able to borrow from it wholesale.  As Freud refers to Hoffmann by name it is certain that he read him while Freud a Jew brought up within German culture had access to all twenty volumes of his work.  Hoffmann was current of psychological matters while making his own contributions.  He refers to the Frenchman Phillipe Pinel of Paris’ Salpetriere Insane Asylum.  Pinel was the first to remove the fetters with which inmates were chained thus beginning a more human and understanding treatment of inmate.  Hoffmann himself visited insane asylums for study and reflection.

It was Pinel who first came up with the idea that the insane were afflicted with a Fixed Idea, the Idee Fixe of Pierre Janet who worked at the Salpetriere with the great Jean Martin Charcot in the last third of the nineteenth century.  Freud also picked up on the notion incorporating it into his corpus as ‘fixation’ or reminiscences. 

Hoffmann’s stories are examinations of various fixed ideas or phantoms.  And what stories.  Mademoiselle Scuderi is one of the greatest stories ever written.  When I say stories, these are mainly novellas not short stories.  They are mostly 50 to 100 pages thus giving the imagination greater latitude with superior character development.

Hoffman himself was a very accomplished individual.  His first longing was to be a great composer hence music motifs abound.  Teaming up with La Motte Fouque, another great German Romantic write he wrote the music to Fouque’s great novella Undine while Fouque wrote the libretto.  Writing mainly after 1809 to about 1822 Hoffman was close in time to the great composers such as Beethoven, Mozart, Handel and others being very familiar with their work while being able to discuss it knowingly as a composer himself and in his early career a director of opera houses.  His knowledge of European music and art from its origins is encyclopedic.  He provides names you have never heard of that will send you scurrying to the internet to possibly find more info, view the pictures on images.

This is rich stuff for any artist/litterateur or musician.  Don’t delay, enrich your life today.

Thus in my using Hoffmann’s format I hope it will be possible to examine and interrelate disparate historical elements into a unified whole relating to today’s events.  While Hoffmann’s work is mainly fiction I intend to write accurate history that reads like fiction.  Hoffman himself fictionalizes certain stories in a historical manner.

For instance his terrific story The Singers’ Contest deals with a historical or semi-historical event in thirteenth century Germany between various historical Master Singers including Wolfram von Eschenbach who wrote the great German version of the story of Percival.

As a Romantic in reaction to the Enlightenment Hoffmann blends the fantastic or spiritual with scientific reality.  Indeed that is the point of his writing, identifying the religious side of the mind from the real or scientific.  It is that aspect of his writing that attracts me.

He opens his treatise with the story of a contemporary mad monk Serapion who thought that he was Saint Anthony living in the Theban desert while actually being in Germany.  Serapion insisted that he was in the Theban desert.  Hoffmann was very sympathetic insisting that following his inner wishful thinking or delusion ‘Saint Serapion’ actually was who he believed and was actually living in the Theban desert.

Of course as Serapion was merely successful in denying reality, a quite common occurrence as Hoffmann will show, in his insane condition he was neither the saint nor in the Theban desert; however he was successfully living the saint’s life as a hermit in a wilderness.  This conflict fascinates Hoffmann and it fascinates me.  I find that in our own society people, society’s leaders, are living fixed ideas that have little or no relation to reality while trying to impose these fixed ideas on the entire population of the world.  In other words as in Edgar Allan Poe’s great story, itself based on Hoffmann, the inmates are in control of the asylum.  Thus Poe’s story The System Of Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether.

As I envision my work it will deal with the problems caused by inner wishful thinking as contrasted with reality.  While the New York City of the Dylan period will be the central focus I see the work as wider ranging but closely related to the theme of Bob Dylan and the Vampyres Of New York.

As I envision it the work will be quite long and will be posted in chapters and sections as it is written.  I have already dealt with most of the issues as posted on I, Dynamo and Contemporary Notes so that my progress should be steady and relatively quick.  I expect to post one to two chapters or sections per month.  Feel free to make comments or suggestions.

Thursday, October 15, 2015

The Ghosts Of The Holocaust Haunt Ben Carson

 
The Ghosts Of The Holocaust Haunt Ben Carson
 
by
 
R.E. Prindle
 
 
 
 
First comes Jay Michaelson howling up the ghosts of departed ancestors to the third generation  to intimidate the lone Negro, Ben Carson.
 
Now comes the classically named Menachem Z. Rosensaft or is that Rosendaft?  The middle initial Z is a nice touch, to yet again invoke the shades of the holocausted deceased to punish Ben in their wrath for 'using the holocaust to score points.'
 
Using the holocaust?  Are Jay and Menachem deranged?  Are they reviving the mental disease of hysteria?
 
Quoting Ben's crime Menachem quotes from Ben's book 'A More Perfect Union' that "German citizens were disarmed by their government in the late 1930s, and by the mid-1940s Hitler had mercilessly slaughtered six million Jews and numerous others....Through a combination of removing guns and disseminating deceitful propaganda, the Nazis were able to carry out their evil intentions with relatively little resistance."
 
Personally Is think Ben is a little naïve in his interpretation while actually propagating  Jewish propaganda about a war that Jews had declared first on Germany in 1933.
 
I would remind Jay, Menachem and Ben that there was a horrendous war going on in which all bets were off.  I mean, everyone was on their own.  I lost a family member or two myself.
 
Had the Jews been armed and properly officered there can be little doubt they would have been at least as effective as the much lauded French Resistance who were themselves poorly armed and dominated by those selfsame vicious Germans.  That's what Ben is saying.
 
Let's not forget the incredible victory against overwhelming force when the Jewish midget unarmed with aught but a slingshot killed the heavily armed and armored giant Goliath with one well placed stone, picked up from the ground, with a single sling.
 
The Bible tells us so.
 
But why this howling hysteria of Jay and Menachem?  How seriously can they take this all but unqualified laudation by Ben?
 
What kind of dizzards are Jay and Menachem?
 
Cool off fellows, you're among friends who have a special relation with Israel.  We give them hundreds of billions of dollars every year and have been doing so since 1948 when we were the first to recognize the purloined State of Israel.
 
Ain't that loving the Jews?
 
How many UN votes concerning Israel when every State in the world voted con and only the United States backed the pitiful loser?
 
Ain't that putting Jewish interests before our own?   That's love baby.
 
Come, come Jay and Menachem lay the ghosts of your ancestors to rest.  There was no offense intended by Ben.  How much does he have to abase himself to obtain your forgiveness?  Ashes and haircloth?  An abject apology that would make Henry Ford's look arrogant?  Come on, give us a hint.
Oh, dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones. Let your ancestors rest.


Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Part I: Is Paris Burning?

Is Paris Burning?
by
R.E. Prindle

An interesting thought exercise is to compare Paris under the Nazi occupation with that of the Moslem infestation of today and then marvel at what people are putting up with in the difference of perception.

Under the Nazi occupation there was complete order and safety.  There were no riots.  While the MSM is mum on the horrors the Moslems are causing in Paris and France they can be seen on sites such as Global Truth.  The destruction caused in the last decade or so is nothing compared to what is coming.  The heavy artillery is moving into Moslem hands, forget rocks.  AK47s, anti-tank weaponry, you name it; rockets to bring down planes, fighters or commercial, take your pick.

As in the United States where Negroes have occupied cities, Moslems have occupied French cities.  The French army, presumably manned by real Frenchmen, no Jews, Moslems or Africans, is preparing  for street to street fighting, if they choose to resist the takeover.  Those anti-tank weapons the Moslems have are going to come in handy.  Damascus come to Paris; Lebanon to France.

Well, the French asked for it, at least the Liberals asked for it, demanded it, the rest will have to endure it, try to survive it.  Once the shooting begins the borders will be blown wide open.  Moslem reinforcements have taken position in Germany.  The invasion of France this time won't be benevolent Nazis but crazed murderous Mohammedans.  Combatants will flow in from Germany to the East, probably Italy from the South and maybe Spain.  Maritime invasion across the Med into the Maritime provinces will keep the army hopping especially as insurrections will probably be nationwide rather than local while there will be no defined front.  Enemies in front, enemies behind.  Take a tip from me and sink the boats at sea, let 'em drown.  It is you or them.

Unlike Americans who all have weapons real French citizens are unarmed so that a slaughter of French citizens like the slaughter of Alexandrians and Cypriots during the Jewish War of ancient Rome will probably make even the European Holocaust look like child's play let alone the trivial Jewish holocaust.  All that guilt for nothing.

The hammer is about to fall, there will be no mercy, show none, it is kill or be killed.  If the Moslem insurrection succeeds in France then all Europe will be under siege.  Germany especially ought to arm its German nationals now in preparation for their Moslem uprising.  It is kill or be killed.  Man up laddies, lassies; forget that misplaced holocaust guilt; do what you have to do.

When the shooting starts let us pray that stray bullets take out the Liberals who betrayed you.  Is Paris burning?

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

The Homosexual Revolutionary Attempt

The Homosexual Revolutionary Attempt: Sneak Attack
by
R.E. Prindle


As the homosexuals will not let Kim Davis be but are intent on making an example of her by extreme punishment merely for obeying the law, that is Kentucky's law, rather than the opinion of a few corrupt Justices who have no understanding of homosexuals or what the homosexuals are doing and if they do the Justices are evil indeed.

What the homosexuals are attempting has little to do with issues like homosexual weddings; what the homosexuals are doing is no less than a revolutionary attempt in which they will replace heterosexuals as arbiters of mores.  The contest has nothing to do with any notion of equality but is one of establishing homosexual superiority.  When the dust has cleared if the homosexuals are successful they will control the sexual direction of society and heterosexuality will be against the law just as homosexuality was formerly.

Heads up!  Homosexuals have already made heterosexuals second class citizens.  The so-called hate laws have given them preference over heterosexuals while placing the latter under civil disabilities against the law.  This seems to have escaped the lynx eyed Justices of the Supreme Court.  Our Faggot-in-Chief, Barack Obama, has made homosexuality the overriding qualification for appointments since he had made an 'open' homosexual the head of the US Army.

Wake up!  This is no small thing.  the army is being slowly homosexualized.  Fags will always favor fags.  Fags will always pressure straight men in the attempt to turn them; this always includes force, that is rape.   You are foolish, foolish people if you don't understand this.

I served on a Navy ship under homosexual control from 1957 to 1959 and many were the ruses and attempts to turn we straights.  These people crippled straight sailors for life putting them through excruciating pain.  They were quite ready to murder in their psychotic delusions.  Do not let your sons join the services unless you want to see a faggot return.

The Kim Davis battle is crucial.  We should not be sitting on our hands but at the very least lending our voices to her aid while resisting the takeover of our mores and government by these psychotic criminals.

Beware!  These are trying times indeed.

Sunday, September 20, 2015

The Liberal End Is Nigh

The Liberal End Is Nigh
by
R.E. Prindle

Surely the East Coast Establishment has gone off its rocker.  Having saddled us with a president who over his six years plus has wrecked the country  placing all of us in jeopardy the MSM now ridicules itself even further, debases itself, by trying to discredit the Republican candidates by attempting to make them say they would favor an openly Moslem president.

Do these people realize the contempt the citizens of the US have for them?  Do they not know that the entire country rejects the very idea of Moslemism?  Do they not know the Moslem historical record and not believe Moslems will act true to type even as they are now doing in England and Europe?

What asylum are these people loose from?  Charenton?

Did Kasich say he wouldn't mind?  Kasich is road kill; he can go back to his rocking chair.

Did Ben Carson say he would mind:  He's an intelligent and savvy man.

Did Trumps say no he wouldn't?  Then his reputation is undamaged even enhanced.  Any candidate that endorses the idea is no longer in the running.

Does Hillary Clinton endorse bringing another, that is another, hundred thousand Moslems into the country this time from Syria?  Didn't she learn anything from Somalia?  Well, Hillary can take up her knitting because she's not going to be president of the US.

Perhaps the Establishment doesn't hear the US population saying Never Again?  They should listen because this small number, this miniscule minority of people will no longer be listened to.  How this self-righteous misguided minority has been able to impose its will on the vast majority is known and will no longer be tolerated.  Enough of these fools.

Don't linger under any lampposts.

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Kim Davis, Cakes and Licenses

 
Kim Davis, Cakes And Licenses
by
R.E. Prindle
 
Kim Davis is in the news again.  The homosexuals refuse to desist from plaguing her.  The issue here is not marriage licenses; the issue is psychotic homosexuals forcing heterosexuals to do their will.  As their psychosis is compulsive they want to force compulsion on others.
 
As with the filthy cake decorations they want to compel bakers to make against their will there are other available venues open to them.  Faggot cakes with the most offensive decorations have been baked for decades by bakers specializing in pornography.  This is America; if there is a demand the need will be filled.  Homos have been able to buy and can today buy those cakes without any difficulty.  They know this but their psychosis is such that they wish to force others  to act against their will.
 
So with marriage licenses.  There is no trouble finding an office that will issue them.  However they don't want licenses unless they are creating a fuss and getting attention.  They are sick people.  Psychologists had so classed them but several years ago at a psychological convention homosexuals threatened the psychologists with bodily harm unless they retracted their evaluation.
 
The courts support the homosexual side against all justice.  As in Kim Davis' case they punish heterosexuals when there is no need to.  All they are doing is gratifying the homosexual ego.  Why would they?  Because they are either homosexuals hence having a conflict of interest or they are being threatened with harm if they don't.  Nobody could be so stupid as these judges or willing to violate the Constitution, law and equity to the extent they do.
 
As I say, homos can get cake and licenses without any difficulty.  Shouldn't the judges of these courts be examining their claims more objectively?  Why aren't they?
 

 


Friday, September 11, 2015

Bob Dylan: Livin' Life On The Fly


Bob Dylan:  Livin’ Life On The Fly

by

R.E. Prindle



Bob Dylan created the character of Bob the Drifter back at the beginning of the Sixties.  He has since done his best to live the life of the ultimate drifter.  Early influences on the persona were probably Hank Williams musical alter ego Luke the Drifter and possibly Simon Crumb the alter ego the country singer Ferlin Husky.  His immediate role model was definitely Ramblin’ Jack Elliot who was born Elliot Adnopos making his adopted goyish name a cover for his Jewish identity much as Bob Dylan was doing.  Thus these two very Jewish guys have lived out their lives under assumed goyish identities.

Like Ramblin’ Jack Bob Dylan further patterned his life on the life  of the goy drifter Woody Guthrie.

Bob learned Jack’s style when both men lived in the early sixties folk environment of Greenwich Village in New York City.  When that particular bubble burst in the mid-sixties partly through the machinations of Dylan himself who introduced electricity into the Greenwich Village folk scene a dispersion took place.

I say partly because seemingly unnoticed by everyone while being completely overlooked today The Lovin’ Spoonful with the really legendary John Sebastian and Sol Yanovsky had used an electric guitar since early 1965 while also writing their own songs.

After leaving recording for a year or two after 1966 Dylan led a sedentary life in Woodstock New York with his wife Sara and a growing family.  The call of his destiny on the road was too strong with Dylan gradually edging back to the role of the roving hobo.

Mentally adrift for most of the seventies and eighties Bob then devised the perfect drifter life.  He became a drifting troubadour.  He not only roved but he made it pay to the tune of a billion dollars or more.  He got himself a couple buses and phased through several identity crises. He styled his drifting as The Never Ending Tour.

While living his early years in Hibbing Negro music appears to have made no impression on him.  He does say that he listened to Black music over the radio on stations blasting up over the central plain from locations such as Shreveport but I don’t detect that influence in his music too much.  Of course, once in New York he saw the necessity for Negro roots and reacted socially.

Dylan does however know all the great C&W tunes and artists.  His first great plagiarism was from Hank Snow one of the absolute greats.  C&W was however not mainstream.  In the peculiar White mentality C&W was rejected as ignorant White hillbilly music and I mean rejected.  You had to cover up your liking of C&W as though it was the original sin.  On the other hand with that peculiar mentality of Whites they were able to embrace equally ignorant Negro ghetto music as their own.  I could never figure it out.

Dylan didn’t try.  Sometime before he got to UMinnesota in the Fall of ’59 he realized he wasn’t he wasn’t going to make it as a rocker so he switched to Folk from Fall ’59 to January of ’61 when he left for NYC.  At UMinnesota he had listened to a few Folk records while someone gave him Woody Guthrie’s autobiography Bound For Glory so that in some mad burst of teen infatuation he came to the conclusion that he was the reincarnation of Woody Guthrie.  He adopted the persona to the best of his ability beginning to create a hokey Oklahoma drifter’s accent and vocal style.

One gets the impression that his folk act in Minnesota was raw enough that he was merely tolerated.  Bob, himself, knew he was a genius so he took his half-digested act East to New York City in that January of ’61.  But he was wary.  Cagey then as now he decided to scope the scene before he burst upon it.

While arriving in NYC in January he didn’t make his official appearance on the Village scene until late February.  Dylan himself explains that missing period by claiming to have been hustling his buns in Times Square.  People have refused to take him at his word but why would he say it if it wasn’t true?  Why would he say it even if it were?  Dylan had very low self-esteem at the time while being a very serious drunkard.  At UMinnesota he had blottoed out and spread out on the ground at full noon in the main crossroads at the U.  You have to glory in your shame to do that.

We don’t know how much money Dylan had when he stepped out of the car in NYC although he was never really broke when he buskered on the street; his Ace In The Hole was the folks back home.  They did send him money.

Perhaps though Dylan was so down so low that he needed to debase himself in the worst possible way.  He probably did stroll 42nd St. looking to be picked up.  Perhaps receiving money picked him up a little; gave him value.

As he scoped the Folk scene and picked up the odd dollar he was devising a persona to splash into the scene.  His persona was totally absurd and his Ten Weeks With The Circus story would be, or should have been, seen through before he got it out of his mouth.  This was sophisticated NYC for Christ’s save, New Yorkers have seen and heard every hustle ever devised.  You couldn’t fool them so they must have been humoring Dylan.

Nobody could have done all the things he said he’d done and graduated from high school two years or less earlier.  He also tried to conceal that he was Jewish which seems ridiculous to me, but then Dylan didn’t see the obvious Jewishness of Jack Elliot so maybe it’s just me.  Anyway it took these sharp New Yorkers a year or more to figure Dylan was a little Jewish kid.

Dylan had analyzed the scene well.  He realized he couldn’t go in and do what everyone else was doing.  Besides there were a lot of good guitarists in the Village and Dylan wasn’t one of them.  He had to shake the scene up a little.  At the time the Village Folk scene was a bore.  Folk was on the down trend.  The New Lost City Ramblers, one of the more formidable Village folk groups were so trite they were unlistenable.  While not on the Village scene I was aware of the phonograph records made by the artists and quite frankly I was amazed that anyone would record those people.  I mean, like Dylan, I was a hillbilly.  There were many amazing records being made by real folk artists like the Carter Family.  These pale Village imitations by middle class Jews aping the mountain people were far less than authentic. 

So Dylan practiced this garish voice, blew harmonica in an incomprehensible way and banged the guitar in an equally noisy and unmusical way.  Bud and Travis couldn’t play guitar either.  It boggles your mind to watch them flail the instrument.

People that say they liked his first couple records may very well be telling the truth but the truth is virtually no one bought them.  Fortunately Dylan soon learned to write songs.  They too made little impression as sung by him; sung by others, such as Peter Paul and Mary they sounded good enough to become hits.  Of course, Peter Paul and Mary had that religious sounding name and earnest style that opened a lot of doors for them.

Nevertheless by 1964 Dylan was beginning to make a name for himself as a songwriter so that people were more willing to accept his bizarre performances.  Andy Warhol said that Dylan began by singing political protest songs then shifted to singing personal protest songs.  That change began about 1964 with his Another Side Of Bob Dylan LP.

His friend and sometime road manager Victor Maymudes said that all Dylan’s songs were about his girl friends.  If you read his lyics with that in mind they will make more sense.  You still have to work at it though.  The language he uses really obscures the content.

It was at this point that Dylan went electric and moved out from his folk cover  (Dylan said that his folk music years were just a shuck.) and began his conversion to rock and roll.  Dylan began performing in high school as a Little Richard clone so the move should come as no surprise knowing what we do today.  When his rock and roll phase ended in 1966 Dylan then returned to his basal influence C&W.

As he shifted to personal protest on a rock and roll frame he made his impact as ‘a spokesman for his generation.’

Dylan was never a spokesman for the generation but he was a spokesman for people with the same psychosis as his.  Dylan was unbalanced as were all the people who took his message.  I was one of those who Dylan characterized as ‘abused, misused, strung out ones or worse.’  Dylan converted his angst into sexual frustration and his sexual frustration into lyrics.  We weren’t able to understand the lyrics because we were looking in the wrong place but we understood the songs perfectly on the subliminal level.  Dylan’s psychology matched ours.

Dylan’s last album as a New York folk singer, Blonde On Blonde, also expanded his audience while also confusing those who weren’t on his wavelength.  That is, people who hated him, and largely for psychological reasons, were forced to acknowledge him.  At the time the LP was so far outside our musical experience that we literally had heard nothing like it before.  Little Richard redux.

On the other hand I realized that he had peaked in that style and would no longer be able to continue in the same vein.  At the same time the pressures of the previous five years on Dylan were such that his mind was at the breaking point and actually broke.  He probably had what was called a nervous breakdown. Shortly we heard that Dylan had been in a motorcycle accident and might be dead.  He wasn’t, of course, and it has never been reliably determined that there ever had been an accident.  His brother David just laughs it off while many others reduce it to the equivalent of a mere scratch.  Dylan himself says that his manager Albert Grossman was driving him so hard that it was killing him.  He had to stop and catch his breath or die.

Dylan hadn’t yet learned to live on the road; he would master that later.

At any rate he had married his Sad Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands, Sara in 1965 and needed time out to raise a family.  He did do that.

Regardless of whether he had been hurt or not he was not musically idle.  About a year and a half later in December of 1967 he released the awaited new LP John Wesley Harding.  The LP was a total rejection of his first incarnation.  He used a crooning voice backed by a C&W band.  He returned, as they used to say, to his roots.  He was no longer a trailblazer, just a C&W singer.  While I knew he would not follow up in the same style I was stunned by the reversion to a conventional country style.  At that time no one knew that his roots were C&W.

I loved the instrumental backing of his three big albums but had no interest in what seemed to be pseudo-country with rather ordinary lyrics.  (Let Me Be Your Baby Tonight.)  I abandoned him completely and never have gone back.  This was 1967.  The next wave of the British Invasion was in progress and it was astonishing.  The music was all fresh and picked up where Dylan had left off.  The sounds were all new like you’d never heard before.  The lyrics were nearly as inscrutable as Dylan’s.  Dylan was not missed by me nor a lot of his former fans.

As I said Dylan was not idle; he was busy.  The evidence of that appeared six months after John Wesley Harding.  Music From Big Pink by the Band.  This was relatively sensational music and lyrics.  Of course The Band was Dylan’s back up and his association with Big Pink buttressed his reputation a lot.  And then the legend of the Basement Tapes appeared that was even more tantalizing than the actual music although the songs from it that appeared by other artists were remarkably good.

So while Dylan left the Sixties with a much diminished reputation it was on a positive note.

-II-

The Never Ending Tour

While talent such as Dylan’s was is important, talent will not out without good luck and a helping hand.  Dylan undoubtedly had both.  There has always been some mystery about how a half skilled musician could show up in Greenwich Village in March 1961 and be signed to a record contract with Columbia Records seven months later in October.

People who had been around the Village were just blown away when the news got out.  Dylan’s talent was not that obvious to everyone.  Many could not see it at all.  He couldn’t play guitar and he couldn’t blow the harp.  His voice, at the time, was so raw it grated, and still does for me.  He hadn’t written a song in those seven months so his much vaunted songwriting skills weren’t in evidence.  Yet Robert Shelton, the music reviewer for the ultra-prestigious New York Times gave him a rave review that amazed everyone.  John Hammond of CBS signed him virtually without hearing him.  Other CBS staffers had such a low opinion of Dylan’s talent that they called him Hammond’s Folly.  Was there something going on behind the scenes, was something happening here that the Village couldn’t understand?   Listen to Positively Fourth Street and Something Happening again closely.

Well, you know, I’ve thought about this and studied this and I’ve put together the following scenarios for your delectation.  Granted it is highly conjectural yet based on facts.

Remember that Dylan is Jewish and New York City including the Village was and is a Jewish colony.  Being Jewish in the Village did and does count.

Back in Hibbing Minnesota the Jewish community was three or four hundred strong while Dylan’s, or Bobby Zimmerman’s, as he then was, family was chief among them.

Both Dylan’s father, Abram Zimmerman, and his mother, Beatty Zimmerman were of the Frankish sect of Judaism.  Dylan’s Jewish name, Sabtai, was derived from the last acknowledged human Jewish messiah.  This undoubtedly indicated the high hopes Abram had for his son as a deliverer of the Jews; in other words, a messiah.

Father Abe was the Anti-Defamation League representative in Hibbing.  That may have caused some friction between himself and the goy townsmen.  There seems to be an undercurrent of resentment both to Abe and Bobby Zimmerman in Hibbing.  As an Orthodox Jew Abram had connections back in New York probably with the Chabad Lubavitcher sect led by its chief rabbi, Menachem Schneerson.  Abram traveled frequently on religious business including to NYC.

Abram wanted son Bobby to also embrace the Lubavitcher sect.  Thus, as Bobby approached thirteen and his Bar Mitzvah Abram sent back to New York for a Lubavitcher Rabbi to come to Hibbing specifically to educate Bobby in the Lubavitcher belief system.  This was the rabbi Reuben Meier.  In full Lubavitcher gear he was an anomaly  in Hibbing where according to Dylan he embarrassed the Jewish community.

As Dylan tells it he got off the bus one day, spent a year teaching Bobby ‘what he had to learn’ then got back on the bus presumably returning to NYC his mission accomplished.

Dylan has or had a messiah complex.  Still, as he observed the fate of Jesus (look what they done to him, he said) he was unwilling to pick up the cross thus never declaring himself.  Still Abe had connections in NYC that could be and probably were useful bumping Dylan’s career along.

I haven’t found any evidence that Dylan ever contacted the Lubavitchers once in NYC but then it can’t be ruled out and he didn’t have to.  His father could have worked with them unknown to Dylan.  Still, Dylan later in life did associate himself with the Lubavitchers.  Could be coincidence, of course.

Shelton who wrote his glowing review of Dylan worked for the New York Times which was and is owned by the Jewish Sulzberger family.  Thus in all probability Abram called in some favors from the Lubavitchers to forward Dylan’s career.  Among them Abram had some position, and asked them to make sure that Dylan wasn’t overlooked.  Thus within the synagogue, so to speak, Shelton wrote his actually preposterous review of Dylan.

Now, Shelton came to New York from Chicago in the late fifties.  Dylan’s future Jewish manager Albert Grossman also came from Chicago where he had owned the seminal folk club The Gate Of Horn.  Shelton knew Grossman in Chicago where he wrote reviews of the folk acts.

When Grossman went East for whatever reasons in 1959 he helped found the Newport Folk Festival with the Jew George Wein.  Thus the Newport Folk Festival was a Jewish organization giving them the control over who could and could not make it.  Grossman hung around the Village analyzing the talent as he had plans.  He didn’t necessarily let the acts come to him but he went out and created them as in Peter Paul and Mary which was his total conception.  Sensing the direction of things he realized that a trio of two men and a woman with the right lineup would succeed and spread the message.  His final choices were two male Jews, Noel Stookey who became Paul and Peter Yarrow and a woman Mary Travers.  He chose well. 

Prodded by Shelton Grossman took a look at Dylan but could see no use for him until Dylan began to write.  At that point he fit into Grossman’s plans who then created Bob Dylan as a commercial entity.  Dylan justified the confidence in himself when he scored with the puerile Blowin’ In The Wind.  Dylan was still unlistenable to most people but with the voices of the more musical Peter Paul And Mary he began to establish his reputation as a song writer.

The Synagogue was behind him so that coupled with his talent he was given maximum and incredible exposure.    Now, Peter Yarrow who was very close to Grossman, one might say almost a collaborator, said that without Grossman there would have been no Peter Paul And Mary and more importantly no Bob Dylan.  Yarrow believed that Dylan’s success was due to Grossman.  Luck was with Dylan then when Grossman came to town a couple years before he did while Shelton was there at the Times.  You must have that luck.  Grossman definitely nurtured Dylan as a songwriter and put his career on track.  Whether Grossman was connected to the Lubavitchers isn’t clear but I’m sure the religious connection was there.  It was all within the Synagogue; strictly a Jewish affair.

Those who closely analyze Dylan’s songs love to point out the Biblical references with which his songs have always been replete.  Indeed, when Dylan was writing John Wesley Harding his mother who was visiting him during the period says that he kept a large Bible open in his living room that he would jump up to consult it from time to time.  Obviously the Bible informed his lyrics as he dealt with his injunction to be the new messiah, if I am correct in my analysis.

His religious training would surface in the seventies when he explored Jesus’ relationship to the Jews.  Contrary to what people believe Dylan never turned to Christianity, he was interested in the Jewish Jesus cult.  At the same time he was getting the Christian take on Jesus through the Vinyard Fellowship he was studying with the Jews For Jesus cult.  Indeed, when he came out as a Jesus freak at the Warwick Theatre in San Francisco Jews For Jesus people were used to proselytize  outside the theatre but not the Vinyard Fellowship.

Having satisfied his curiosity about Jesus he next showed up in full Lubavitcher gear in Jerusalem.  The Christians were stunned at the seeming turnabout.  Rabbi Reuben Meier had not failed the Lubavitchers back in the fifties in Hibbing.  Dylan came home.

-III-

On The Barricades

Jewish self-confidence was ruined in the wake of WWII but began to resume with the establishment of Israel in 1948.  A feeling of power began to revive after the 1956 war; then after the Six Day War of 1967 a feeling of invincibility seized the Jewish mind.  Born in 1941 Dylan was 26 in 1967.  In 1968 the aborted Paris insurrection took place.

As a result of the Six Day War the New York Rabbi Meir Kahane organized the Jewish Defense League (JDC) as a terrorist organization from which came the JDO or Jewish Defense Organization.  The JDO was murderous.  Both were terrorist groups who engaged in serious bomb attacks in NYC and assassinations.  It was pretty nutty.

At roughly the same time the Weatherman group was formed that was a combined Goy and Jewish affair designed to bring down the US government.  That group was headed by the Chicago terrorist nutcake Bomber Billy Ayers.  The JDL, JDO and Weathermen traced their origins back to Dylan while including Dylan as one of them.  Dylan had JDL members as bodyguards and possibly JDO so at one time he seems to have been a member.  More regular Jews warned him to dissociate himself publicly from the JDL and JDO so that he did disassociate them from himself at least as far as one can see.

Dylan’s association with the Weathermen if it existed was more tenuous.  It would be interesting to know if through Greil Marcus Dylan knew Ayers.   All groups considered Dylan a revolutionary.  This could easily be inferred from songs like Subterranean Homesick Blues and Ain’t Going To Work On Maggie’s Farm No More plus many of his Negro protest songs.

Now, when Dylan was awarded the French decoration, The Legion Of Honor, in 2015  he was commended for his contributions to the Paris insurrection of ’68.  What those contribution were weren’t specified; it may only have been the moral support of his songs that the revolutionaries heard as a call to arms.  Or perhaps Dylan functioned as a courier during his tours throughout the world.  It wouldn’t be the first time entertainers were used as covers.

In 2007 when Sarkozy had been elected President of France one of the first things he did was to call a number of people to Paris to receive awards.  Three relevant Americans made the trip, Dylan, Greil Marcus and David Lynch the filmmaker.

As it turns out Dylan and Greil Marcus are or were fairly closely associated.  Marcus was ostensibly a music critic for Rolling Stone Magazine, another Jewish set up, but he was also a member of the French Jewish revolutionary group, the Situationist International led by Guy Debord.  Debord and his SI claim to have been the moving force behind the Paris revolt thus tightening the connection between Marcus, Dylan, the SI and the Paris insurrection.  Dylan was also associated with the revolutionary group centered around John Lennon and his widow Yoko Ono.

Now, in 2001 Dylan, Marcus and future president of the United States Barack Obama were in Chicago as associates at the time of 9/11.  Dylan’s LP Love And Theft was released on that date that has references that seem applicable to the destruction while Marcus published an article shortly thereafter that seemed to celebrate the attack.  So Dylan’s actions seem to point to revolutionary ends.

Now, as Dylan was touring the world from the Sixties through the present he may have been a courier connecting global revolutionary activity.  It would not have been wise to communicate by phone or internet in later years as phones and electronics are easily tapped so it would be necessary to communicate by hand delivered messages.  Such services would have been invaluable while coded messages in songs or interviews on radio and television appearances are possible.  Eric Burdon formerly of the Animals was arrested by the German authorities on that suspicion.

You don’t get awards just for being cute.

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Goodbye Donald Trump


Goodbye, Donald Trump

by

R.E. Prindle



Not only has Trump let us down on the Kim Davis tragedy but he has now spoken out in a manner that calls his integrity into question.  It is apparent now that at bottom Trump is merely another New York-Washington DC politico.  He shares their values completely.

In viewing the ongoing Syrian tragedy completely caused by his NYC-DC pals, he says that the US is obligated to take in unlimited numbers of Syrians to relieve their distress.  ‘We have to’ he says.

Well, we don’t have to.  We didn’t screw the area up Trumps friends did.  Let me just say to clear the air on the suffering masses of the universe issue:  My heart bleeds for them more than any Liberal could understand.  My very pores weep blood for them.  I have an unstoppable nose bleed for their benefit through which my own life is bleeding out.  No matter, what is that to their suffering.  Let following generations of US citizens suffer more than any Syrian is suffering now.  It is only right.  But, that is not enough.  I see no reason to assume the position and say take a whack at that.  No, I draw a draw a line as firm as Kim Davis.  Thus far and no further.

As an alternative to shipping the suffering Syrians here I propose sending a couple hundred Liberals there so they can enjoy the Syrians’ suffering first hand while to relieve both Syrian and Liberal suffering they can show their economic enterprise by opening a few Ben and Jerry’s ice cream parlors, a few wine bars or so and really get the economy rolling.

Oh, I know, I know, you’re going to say that Moslems can’t drink alcohol.  Well, they can loosen up and learn.  Get liberal. The Liberals can teach them how to enjoy the fruit of the vine.  Learn alcoholism first hand.  That will loosen those tight-assed Moslems up; they can learn to enjoy life.  Up the Prophet.

Once they’ve learned the pleasures of booze we can transport a couple hundred thousand married homosexual couples to teach them the pleasures of pederasty.  Get loose and get down.

So, Donald is taking a back assed approach to the problem.  Don’t bring them here send Liberals and Homosexual missionaries there.  Think, Donald, think.  Think outside the box, so to speak.  You’ve got twenty billions or so and a fleet of airplanes; you can fly the missionaries there yourself.

But, as far as running the country?  Well, Cadet, you don’t look to be an improvement on what we’ve got and you’ll probably be just as trustworthy.  Maybe Megyn Kelly was right after all.

Sunday, September 6, 2015

Are The Democrats Monolithic?


 Are The Democrats Monolithic?

by

R.E. Prindle

 

It seems that in the splintering of Americans by Obama he has induced a real us and them situation:  either you are a Democrat and good or a Republican and therefore a domestic terrorist.  Let not our minds be beguiled by such nonsense.  When polls show that eighty percent or so of we the public strongly oppose unlimited immigration that eighty percent isn’t all Republican.  Fully half of the Democratic votes must resent the constant inflow of what are really hostile invaders.

So on the issue of homosexuality.  While it appears that both the Democratic and Republican leaders are homosexual or, at least, leaning hard to the fey side the rank and file, as Democratic leaders condescend to term us, are not.  I suspect that at least half object to their own sons and daughters being taught in school to revere faggotry with the hope that they will take up the practice.

Nor does this belief in homosexuality extend to the Negro voter either.  Loud have been Negro protests to the faggotry of government leaders.  The homosexual Supreme Court is attempting to sneak homosexual benefits into the Constitution by a very questionable, even erroneous, interpretation of that document.

Violating the rights of all straight and honest people they have taken to jailing those of us, you may be next, who refuse to submit to their arbitrary ruling.  Since when is it a crime to refuse to bake a cake for someone on any grounds period, much less with offensive genital homosexual decorations?

The members of the Supreme Court are more than asses, they’re fools.

I suspect then that the Democrats and various racial peoples are very divided on the issue of placing an erect phallus in the middle of a cake topping.  And that is what we are talking about, don’t kid yourself.  I have only contempt for the members of the Supreme Court and the judge who imprisoned Kim Davis denying her the freedom of conscience guaranteed by that Constitution.  And that goes for the judge who sentenced Kim.   If he isn’t queer I suppose his sons and daughters are otherwise why is he so sympathetic to fruits.

The intent of this little polemic is that Trump should get his head straight and take advantage of Democratic gaffes such as the Davis case drawing legions of Democratic, Negro, Mexican, and other voting groups, possibly even a large number of homosexuals who have to be revolted by the antics of some of their dizzy members to vote for him.   These groups are not monolithic.  Divide and win the vote.

Get with it Donald.  You’re right about immigration now broaden your field.  Go after all voters not just us ‘domestic terrorists.’  You’re going to have to buck, that was Buck, your homosexual leaders and don’t worry about your oath.  You don’t have to honor it any more than Boehner and the other Repub homosexuals have honored their promises to we voters.  What was that about repealing Obamacare?

Hell, Don, it’s just politics.