Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Global Warming, President Trump And The Paris Accords


President Trump, Global Warming

And The Paris Accords

by

R.E. Prindle


 

Those who make a fetish or religion over supposed manmade global warming or are still in a tizzy because Pres. Trump realized the futility of fighting global warming, which is something like shoveling sand against the tide, should accept the reality of global warming.   Global warming is not manmade, although it may be slightly accelerated by it, it is the result of a natural process.

Start with an irrefutable fact.  An ice age covered the Northern Hemisphere about thirteen thousand years ago.  Except for remnants the ice is no longer there.  Why not?  Because without any manmade contribution to modifying the atmosphere the world began to warm, has warmed and will warm a little further and fluctuate that way for from four to five thousand years.  Likely all the ice in the Northern Hemisphere will melt, that is the area of the ice cap of Greenland.  This will happen whether mankind ‘fights’ it or not.  No precautions will prevail.  The temperature will not go on rising indefinitely but within a narrow range as during an annual summer.

The earth has been warming and will stay warm for several thousand years.  Warming began when the Ice Age ended.  The height to which the oceans will rise can be calculated from the water contained in the ice of Greenland.  Whatever that may be, 10-20-30-40 feet or whatever that will happen.  The thing is not to fight it but to prepare by moving back from the area to be inundated.  NYC and the Eastern Seaboard is a goner in the future.

Kobo Abe, the Japanese writer, in his novel Inter-Ice Age 4 named the current period the fourth inter-ice age.  Inter-ice age that is a period between two ice ages; or two winters and a summer.  Thus, as long as the Plane of the Ecliptic is at its current 23 ½  degree declination the ice ages must repeat themselves in 25,000 year cycles just as winter and summer repeat annually.  So, when the next ice age starts covering the Northern Hemisphere the waters will begin to recede.

During the last ice age enough water was stored in the ice caps and high places so that sea level was three to five hundred feet or more lower thus exposing immense areas of land while reducing the seas commensurably.  Apart from the weather the land mass itself is ever changing.  The ice cap certainly covered Iceland or the ocean where Iceland is.  Iceland is volcanic on the Atlantic ridge so that the Iceland of 13 K years ago was not as the of Iceland today.  Gradual changes we scarcely notice become immense over 13K or 25K years.  The great forests of the North had to start from nothing 13K years ago to become what they were before man did begin altering the landscape by chopping them down.  The ice will obliterate them in the next ice age and they will begin again when the ice from that recedes.

What did the world look like when water levels were at least 500 feet lower?  The Grand Banks and Flemish Cap off Newfoundland are in shallow waters today.  Vast areas of shallow waters today were exposed so at the height of the last ice age something approximating Atlantis must have existed.  Atlantis is not a myth but a vestigial memory of mankind that has been mythologized.  It must have been inundated when the ice cap burst about 10K years ago literally disappearing overnight.  There are other inundated cities.  Undoubtedly in the not too distant future inundated cities of NYC, Boston and others will be included, probably London.

The cycle of Ice Age and Inter-Ice Age- Summer and Winter- will be repeated as long as the Plane of the Ecliptic remains at 23 ½ degrees every twenty-five thousand years.  Mankind will probably not be existing to see the next ice age.

The gravitation of the land masses must also be taken into account.  A quick look at Continental Drift will give you an idea at the way things are moving.  The land masses will change slightly from ice age to ice age.  The current series of ice ages must not be confused with any ancient ice ages during a totally different configuration of the land masses.

Thus, when President Trump declines to spend trillions of dollars and god knows how many man hours in a futile effort to hold back the future he is showing a wisdom that the Global Warming crowd in the US and Europe lack.  Better to prepare for a wet future.  We can thank our lucky stars he was elected in time to stop our participation in these foolish actions.  The Paris Accords are a waste of time and money.  In withdrawing the US the Pres. demonstrates the strength of his courage.  To defy the consensus is maximum strength. 

Lend a hand, for the waters around you are rapidly rising.  If you’re not part of the solution you’re part of the pollution.

Saturday, November 18, 2017

Peggy Noonan And Alabama Women


Peggy Noonan And Alabama Women

by

R.E. Prindle

 

Peggy Noonan came up with an interesting essay in the Wall Street Journal of 11/18-19/17 concerning the sexual issue, specifically concerning Alabama’s Roy Moore, who, as far as I can tell, committed no crimes .

Ever sensitive about Republican sexual peccadilloes the Democratic perverts are forcing Moore to undergo a second confirmatory election to give the Democrats another shot at defeating him.  Good god, how they wish they could have forced Trump into a second confirmatory to give Hilary a second chance of winning and how they would have been driven committable had he won.  Not as bad thing actually as we would have been relieved of the whole miserable lot.

I don’t know that Doug Jones, chosen to run against Moore, has been sexually vetted to insure he is clean, but in any event Peg approvingly quotes Jones:  I’m not in favor of anything that is going to infringe on a woman’s right and freedom to choose.

This is a live issue with certain women: they insist that they choose what they do with their body.  Yes, indeed, but this has societal and legal ramifications with real consequences.

The first issue is when is a woman a woman?  At the time Jerry Lee Lewis was pushed down in the mire for marrying his 13 year old cousin it was legal in his home State; he was completely within the law and his and his wife’s rights.  She should have been free to do with her body as she wished.  Nevertheless Jerry Lee was literally crucified.

Recent laws have pushed statutory rape to the age of eighteen.  Any male who has sexual relations with a sub-eighteen, even by a day, sub-eighteen himself or not is guilty of statutory rape.

At the same time in girls’ or women’s terms any girl still a virgin past sixteen is a retard.  There’s a conflict there isn’t there?  Who is going to deflower the women and yet with few exceptions every girl of sixteen has been deflowered?  Still, women say that it is every woman’s right to do with her body as she wishes.

Let us assume then that a girl becomes a woman at fourteen when her womanly attributes become obvious and she knows it and struts her stuff.  So, the law forbids a woman to function as a woman for four long years when her hormones are driving her crazy.

And this raises the question of prostitution.  If a woman can dispose of her body as she wishes then she has the right to sell her favors.  In this day and age that would be for several thousand dollars a night.  Obviously, the laws as now written prevent women from becoming easy millionaires by forbidding her to use her body as she wishes.  Technically this is unjust.

Even more unjust is arresting some poor John who has done no wrong in purchasing a woman’s product of which she is free to dispose.

Of course, the law forbids a woman from exercising this privilege or right.  Like marijuana advocates say when the product is made legal crime will cease.

This then poses a problem for candidate Doug Jones.  Regardless of whether he favored young women Moore will have been perfectly within his rights, in the above considerations,  in pursuing the women as long as didn’t use force.  Rape, of course, violates the woman’s right.  That they may have acquiesced to the importunatations of Moore doesn’t mean Moore is liable for any censure.  The women have no complaint.  Certainly a firm no or I’ll call the police would have sufficed to dissuade anyone but a rapist.

So, the whole sexual brou ha ha appears to based on outmoded laws or behavior of women if women are to truly have control of their body.  If they err in judgment that is their own concern.  If they want to terminate a pregnancy the day before birth or even murder the new born it is the product of their own body and no concern to society.  Right?

Friday, November 17, 2017

The Vampyres Of New York City Book Two


 

The Vampyres Of New York City

Book II

A Preliminary Sketch

by

R.E. Prindle

 

How I Bridged The Gap

 

Angeline and I had gotten off the plane from New York City to close up my affairs in Portland only for me to be arrested for the alleged murder of my wife two years before.  As absurd as the charge was I had to defend myself in court.  I had fortunately gone before a judge at the preliminary hearing who either saw the absurdity of the charges, my wife of sixty years had after all been seventy eight years old when she expired, or else he thought that if I wanted to skip it would save the city the expenses of a trial it would probably lose and what did he care, at any rate I was released on my own cognizance  to organize my defense as I had naturally pled not guilty.

Having had some experience with Portland lawyers I had no thought of spending god only knows how much money for a very shoddy defense, if it was a defense at all.  I thought that with Angeline by my side, who knew filings and procedures, I should be able to exonerate myself with ease.  I hadn’t counted on the extreme viciousness of the legal establishment nor a certain timidity on the part of Angeline when confronted by the front of the male lawyers who sought to intimidate her.

I stubbornly refused to turn over a small fortune, several hundred thousand or more for a shoddy defense and probably end up in the slammer anyway.  I was somewhat at a loss of how to proceed when my subconscious came to the rescue.  As I lay awake beside Ange pondering moves one night I slipped off into an unconscious state and entered a coma.  I then had the most startling out of body translation imaginable.  Angeline was lying beside me as my Animus, that is, in Freudian terminology, Ego, detached itself from my brain and floated over entering Angeline’s skull.

I had a fairly difficult problem of suppressing the three male icons, one of which was Dr. Wormowitz, on her spermatic left X side of the brain and putting my own y in place.  I was successful, the transplantation was seamless so when I realized what had happened I knew that Angeline while retaining her right side female X now had my masculine left side; not quite a complete y chromosome from her point of view but now that my Animus was part of her brain I could speak through her mouth to put those scuzzy lawyers in their place.  Also a convenience was that I had access to her legal knowledge.  Angeline was now a woman with the aggression of a man.  Unfortunately my egoless body was an encumbrance.

Awakening, Angeline was fairly confused as, in fact, a foreign substance now controlled her brain.  After some minutes while examining my inert body, thinking perhaps I had died, I succeeded in getting her attention.  Looking at my body thinking it was talking she said:  ‘Partly, is that you?’

‘Only partly, I joked rather lamely, Angeline, my Animus is no longer in my body, it is in your head in place of your X Animus.  Now, darling, we are truly one, or, almost.’

She could now realize that she was in essence talking to herself although she no longer had to use her vocal cords  to do so, all she had to do was think it and the exchanges would be perfect.  She never completely had the hang of it fully and at any time would sometimes vocalize her part of the conversation giving her the appearance of talking to herself and some eccentricity, but brilliant none the less.

‘But, Partly, how could you do that.  It’s not possible.’

‘Possible or not, Darling, that’s how it is.  I am you, you are me.  I can’t describe what happened, dear one, all I know is that after slipping into unconsciousness I found my Animus entering your skull, displacing your spermatic Animus icons and installing myself in their place.  And a damn good job I made of it too.  Perfect.  So we will be together in all legal situations and in my masculine aggression and hatred of the legals they won’t intimidate you anymore.  Wear flats because you’re going to be walking differently with a little more confidence and aplomb.  I can’t handle heels so either use tenny runners or flats of some sort.  All your memories are intact; mine are somewhat limited at this time but I can resuscitate them.

As for my body, it’s still alive but it will have to be transferred to a hospital to be placed in permanent care until this is over.  Now that I’ve seen how it’s done, I can move back without any trouble, repair your mind and leave it in better shape than when I arrived.

I’ve already met your Dr. Wormowitz and I can access your second personality while you do have some characteristics of a third.  I can protect you from the conflict from your party girl personality.  You don’t realize it but even though it is a second personality that you can’t access aspects seep through into your regular personality.  I can stop that.  So don’t feel alarmed if you feel me working on those memories and reorganizing your mind.  It’s all for the best.

Now, get up and shower and get my body to the hospital.  It’s going to need nourishment.’

We couldn’t move my body by ourselves with Angeline’s strength, so we had to call an ambulance riding in back on the way to St. Vincent’s Hospital.  My body was then taken to a room and we watched quietly as the various equipment for sustaining life were connected.  As I looked down at myself, seeing me as others saw me, I couldn’t believe it was me; much different than looking at myself in the mirror.  I was quite repulsed but then self-love took over and I didn’t seem so bad; for eighty-one I looked pretty darn good; the only catch was ‘for eighty-one.’

I could feel Ange smiling at me as our thoughts were entwined.  As we were truly one only out thoughts were meaningful.  When things were set up and the bags were dripping away we decided to walk down the corridor to stare out the windows as our new relationship hit us.  I am yours and you are mine seemed to filter through our consciousness which was still quite separate.  The reality of our situation began sinking in; I could never have imagined such a situation.

We drifted back down the hall feeling almost weightless in our reveries to take another look at my body.  As we entered the room we froze.  ‘Get away from there Athole’ we shouted.  Startled Athole Greunge pulled his hand back from the tube he had intended to disengage.

‘What are you doing in my room?’  I shouted loud enough to draw the attention of the nurses who came running.  As he saw only a woman blocking his exit he attempted to brush past but as Ange’s Animus I shot a left into his solar plexus laying him flat on his back gasping.

Athole Gruenge was the guy who had incited the charge of murder against me.  As Athole slowly recovered, he gasped: ‘I wasn’t doing anything. I must have entered the wrong room.’

‘Yes, you did, Athole,’ Ange replied, ‘also exactly what were you looking for in the wrong room?’

This nonplussed Athole who, still panting from his blow to the solar plexus couldn’t organize his thoughts quickly enough to give a plausible answer.  Almost speaking to himself he said: ‘He isn’t going to get away with this.  The murder trial isn’t going to stop.  If he maintains this phony rigmarole he’s going to be doing it in prison.’

‘Athole, you must be insane.  I didn’t kill my wife and it is only your insane religious bigotry and self-hatred that goads you on to this.’

‘Of course you didn’t do it, woman, he did it.  What’s wrong with you?’

There was a slip that we would have make certain didn’t happen again; I relinquished control to Angeline who quickly made up for my gaffe.

‘As you are aware Mr. Greunge, I am Mr. Wright’s lawyer.  I am going to get a cease and desist order against you and if you are seen within a mile of the hospital you will be arrested.  Make no mistake we caught you in an attempted murder.’

‘Who’s this we?’  Athole asked weakly.

Caught out again Ange quickly countered turning and gesturing to the hospital personnel now gathered around. that took care of the we.  Hospital security had arrived .  We had them escort Athole out of the building warning him to stay away.

Breathing hard as though we had been hit in the solar plexus Ange sat down so we could collect ourselves.  ‘How could he have known so quickly Partly.  How could he have known at all?’

‘He’s part of a network, Hon.  I am one of the people they have under surveillance.  We called for an ambulance using a phone, phones are tapped, that was possibly picked up alerting him.  Then, the ambulance had to pass certain checkpoints so that I wouldn’t be surprised if they were parked at corners we had to pass.  He may very well have followed us to the hospital and waited.  Quite simple really.’

‘What network is that, Partly?’  ‘I really don’t know, I’ve never tried to find out but they stalked me for years before I left for New York.  You wouldn’t have noticed their members who stalked me in New York.’

‘Stalked you in New York?  How could they?’

‘It’s a network.  If you study it there are dozens of networks, political, social, whatever.  People who think they’re werewolves, vampires, whatever.  The Manson group is still active.  Could have been them, I don’t think so, but it’s a possibility.’

‘The Manson group?  Charles Manson?  But why would they…’

‘It’s a long story, Angeline, let’s go home and can work it out there.  It may seem improbable but I’ll lay out the story for you.’  It seems strange but I guess we have to leave my body here.  How do you walk away from yourself?  This is how, I guess.  Gut wrenching walking away from your body in the hospital.’

‘I want to come back and see you regularly, Partly.  Promise me we will.’

‘Well, it’s your body too Angeline, nobody can tell you how to use it.’  I chuckled to myself, or I thought I did, at my supposed private joke.  Ange admonished me,  ‘Stop, Partly, that’s not funny.’

 
A beginning.  I’ll post more as I work it up

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Rethinking The Las Vegas Shootout


Rethinking The Las Vegas Shootout

by

R.E. Prindle

 

Let us examine a different scenario for the Vegas Shootout involving Stephen Paddock.  First let us consider that numerous people have insisted that there were numerous shooters on the ground.  Eight of the most prominent of these people have died within a month suggesting that they were removed.  This suggests two things: a. The shooting was part of a large scale plan involving numerous plotters and b.  there is a cover up concerning multiple shooters in which many who could contradict the official narrative have been killed.  That was either done by an upper management group or the plotters themselves in an effort to maintain the Paddock narrative.  This scenario will assume a large plot.

As to criminal methods:  If you are going to commit a crime the practice is to implicate an innocent party as a patsy or fall guy.  All the evidence will point to the patsy.  Once his guilt is established and he judged guilty as far as the police go the crime is solved.  No need to look further and the perps are in the clear.

This was how the Kennedy assassination was run.  If you remember Lee Harvey Oswald said on TV:  I’m just a patsy.  He was the obvious shooter although others guaranteed the killing.  However it seemed clear that Oswald was going to talk. If he knew he was the patsy then he knew who else was involved.  Therefore Jack Ruby was recruited to silence him.  The police were warned beforehand that an attempt to kill Oswald was going to occur.  They took zero preparations and Oswald was shot by Ruby.  The killing of Oswald was done to protect certain parties.

Ruby was imprisoned but he made the conspirators nervous.  He was first declared insane to make anything he said irrelevant.  Then a couple years later he died from ‘natural’ causes.  The conspirators believed they were in the clear.

As far as Paddock goes, with shooters on the ground, the grassy knoll, so to speak, it seems obvious that Paddock is the patsy.  It is only assumed that he was the shooter because he was found dead amidst all those guns. (Pay attention to the role of guns.)  Hundreds of pounds of weapons and ammunition.  Way too much for what was intended.

Now, everybody says that he was a mild mannered man who never caused any trouble while he is said to have sat playing video poker, a solitary occupation, at twelve hour stretches several days in a row.  At 64 years of age he had no police record.  A law abiding man.   He frequently was comped rooms at the casinos so his checking into the Mandalay was nothing unusual for him.  The valet who checked him in said that he had nothing but the usual luggage.  Certainly not hundreds of pounds of guns.  That valet is one of the people who has died post concert.

Mandalay management says that he didn’t come out of his room after he checked in.  There was no way for Paddock to get that arsenal into the hotel and his room.

That means that he and his room was selected as the site for the plot.  Bear in mind that the shooting took place after dark so that there was no way that the shooter could have had a clear shot at what he was shooting from 300 or more feet away from a couple hundred feet above street level.  The Mandalay was just a decoy to draw attention from the real shooters on the ground, but attention has been directed to the Mandalay, bump stocks and other irrelevant details.

The plotters probably moved the guns into the building into an adjoining room—perhaps the one whose door was ajar that supposedly brought Paddock to the attention of the Mandalay security guard.  In all likelihood the security guard was the shooter.

Probably posing as room service he got Paddock to open his door.  He then shot Paddock who then was dead before the shooting began.  The guard wheeled the weapons into the room either alone or assisted by others who were checked in as guests, leaving the cart outside the door where it was found.  The guard then sprayed the door with a burst or two of machine gun fire.  Any accomplices did not have to leave the hotel; all they had to do was return to their rooms and wait till the coast was clear.

The guard then created the Mandalay diversion by shooting into the concert enclosure perhaps hitting people but perhaps not.  Once the panic began most concert goers would have had no idea what was happening except that it was happening.  Probably conspirators called attention to the Mandalay, as the site would not have been that obvious, at which point it could be said that the shooting was coming from the Mandalay.

In any event, chaos created, the guard throws the gun down while giving himself a flesh wound in the leg to authentic his ridiculous story of being hit by a bullet from the spray of machine gun fire through the door and around it.

The police arrive find the guard with his wound, listen to the story and find it credible, then find Paddock splayed out on the floor and assume that he was the shooter.  They had absolutely no proof other than the circumstantial evidence.  Remember that they only assumed, assumed, that Paddock was the sole shooter.

Thus the case was solved as they chose to ignore the reports of multiple shooters on the ground.  The real perps had pulled off the most successful mass murder in US history.  The only question now is who were the real perps and why.  The shooting was barely over before some anti-gun enthusiast was on the air loudly proclaiming that guns and bump stocks were liable.  The presence of so many guns and the uproar about guns points in the direction of the anti-gun crowd as possible perps. 

Paddock almost certainly was not the shooter.   He was the patsy and had to die just like Oswald.  Dead patsies tell no tales.

Monday, October 30, 2017

Myth Of The Twenty-First Century IV The Musical Assault b


The Myth Of The Twenty-First Century

Part IV

The Musical Assault b

by

R.E. Prindle

 

The Seduction Of Youth

 

The dawning of the Sixties brings us into the heart of the matter:  The Seduction Of Youth.  The glamour of the Sixties was overwhelming.  The sparkle, the glow, the sheer brilliance in so many fields, the bringing together of the best of the century; but beneath the gnomes were at work.  We must take a few brief excursions to set the underlying menace to the gorgeous parade above.

Obviously nothing happens without a cause.  There are always human manipulators.  Who are they?  In the broad sense of things Part a identified the Communists and Jews and the plan was worked on from the thirties to 1960.  Now we have to go further back to the events surrounding the twenties to get a firm foundation.  There we find a group of people superior to the Communists and Jews.  These people form the Money Trust.  They are above politics, manipulating all parties, pushing them toward the goal of security for the Money Trust. 

Nathan Rothschild has been said to say the he cared not who made the laws or governed so long as he had control of the currency.  Indeed, money is the tail that wags the dog.  In keeping with his dictum in 1913 the Federal Reserve was created under Woodrow Wilson.   With the arrival of the Fed the currency was in the control of the manipulators.

The Federal Reserve is a private corporation owned by a consortium of US and European banks.  Nine of these are Jewish firms, the tenth representing Rockefeller interests.  The Fed was set up so that it is beyond governmental control.  The President of the United States cannot interfere in the administration of the Federal Reserve.  The Fed issues US currency and loans it back to the country at interest.

Thus the banking interests form a shadow government that as Nathan Rothschild said gives the Fed control of the US economy and direct influence on governmental policies.

After the Communist Revolution in Russia politics became seen as a political division of two parts: the ‘right side of history’, the repository of virtue styled Communist, Socialists, the Left, Progressives versus the wrong side of history, the repository of evil intentions styled Capitalists, Fascists or as a sub-group, Nazis, changed to Deplorables by Hillary Clinton.  All was permitted to the Left; all was denied to the Right.

What to do with the Deplorables?  In Russia, renamed the Soviet Union, the attempt was made to murder the whole lot, tens of millions were slaughtered but in the US and Europe outside the Soviet Union this was not possible, so means had to be devised to take psychological control of minds:  Indoctrinate and condition.  This was made easy by the developments in psychology in the decades leading up to 1920.  Psycho-analysis led the way, the efficacy of suggestion and hypnotism was discovered.  New technological developments provided unparalleled means.  Freudian and Jungian psychology laid the mind bare.

To begin with 1960 moving back to 1920 and once again returning to 1960 we have seen how music was being used as part of a larger program.  The Korean War showed how US soldiers captured by Communist North Koreans could be reprogrammed, that is brainwashed, to spout Communist ideals while renouncing their heritage.  The movie, The Manchurian Candidate, gives some idea of how this was done.

Learning from the Korean experience the CIA instituted its MK-Ultra program.  MK—Mind Kontrol.  The Cia then began its own assault on the youth of the US.  Of course, little of this was known or even suspected by the general population.  There were voices beginning to sound the alarm in the late Sixties but these voices were dismissed as cranks and ‘Conspiracy Theorists.’  Hence today, I’m sure, if people have even heard of MK-Ultra they don’t believe it was real.  Indeed, the story is so fantastic as to be beyond belief.

I’ll come back to MK-Ultra.  The CIA was a post-WWII development, the brain child of that odd duck Allen Dulles.  Farther back, let’s go to the period of the fight for the League of Nations that led to the formation of the Council On Foreign Relations- the CFR.  In a Darwinian evolutionary sense expanding human populations were leading to a clash not unlike three or four galaxies colliding in space.  What happens when worlds collide?

One possible result is an attempt to form a cooperative unit such as the League of Nations of Woodrow Wilson or FDR’s answer, the United Nations, following in the footsteps of his master, Woodrow Wilson.

In a world unprepared for this first attempt at consolidating all the populations of the world into one globe the League was doomed to failure with or without the inclusion of the US; nevertheless, a rather ridiculous attempt at a global unity devolved into ever smaller units with no means of representation for all was a real loser on the idea.  Still, the emotional appeal to the Utopian minded was irresistible.  The US laughing all the way refused to join this ridiculous organization that began failing from day one.

As can be seen by FDR’s pulling the wool over the eyes of the American people the Utopians had no thought of giving up.

Thus, when the Cox-FDR ticket running on a pro-League plank went down to a humiliating defeat in 1920 at the hands of despised Warren G. Harding who was no better thought of than our current President, Donald Trump, the Utopians were beside themselves.  They began plotting to win the presidency back.  That was not so easy as it seemed as it took them twelve years and all kinds of skullduggery.

In their minds the public was untrustworthy and couldn’t be trusted to do the right thing- that is, in the Utopianists’ view.  There had been many changes since the winning of the West.  Individualism was not so highly prized as back in the good old days when the winners were on their own, so to speak.  Now, the times called for a new people, not unlike today.  A collective unit in which individualism was punished.

Under Wilson, after America had gone to war in 1917 it was discovered that a collective unit could be created for patriotic reasons by incessant propaganda.  Social engineering had passed from theory to practice.  Using methods that would never have been tolerated in peace time the American people’s minds had been molded into group think.  One solid bloc.  There was a lesson to be learned there.  And more than one set of people grasped it.

A number of peoples, disparate attitudes but one goal, sought to develop methods of thought control, somewhat in the manner of MK-Ultra, that would work within the US version of democracy.  That democracy was crumbling along with individuality and being modified but that was in no way clear to the man on the street and perhaps even the perpetrators of the schemes.

The Communist Party had been quashed by the Harding Administration so the efforts of 1919, 20 and 21 for a Communist revolution came to nothing so the Reds had to go underground, act clandestinely until FDR recognized the Soviet Union in 1933 and took some of the pressure off the Reds so they swarmed into Washington DC but still in disguise.

Of the major groups, that left the Money Trust and the Jews.  Bear in mind that the Money Trust was composed also of a Jewish faction led by Kuhn, Loeb and an American faction led by J.P. Morgan and Co.  These two groups had different reasons for collectivizing the public, but control of the public mind was the object.  The Jews too had their reasons for distrusting the public thus making something like MK-Ultra a key objective.

Out of this ferment then, the Money Trust came up with the idea of the Council On Foreign Relations- the League of Nations by a different name, you see.  The CFR was and has been able to direct the affairs of government and that through the use of the currency.  The Great Stock Market Crash of 1929 was wholly engineered to discredit President Herbert Hoover elected in 1928, assuming office in March of 1929 as was the style until FDR moved the inauguration to January for his second term.

Hoover was an old fashioned individualist who wanted nothing to do with collectivism thus he was at odds with the Wall Street Gang, on the wrong side of history as it is styled today.   The Money Trust then shifted their support to FDR who, as it were, was on the right side of history.  The division between Hoover and CFR became acute for the 1932 election so that the Money Trust and the Jews worked against Hoover denying him Party and financial support.  Did I mention that Hoover lost the election?

FDR himself was also connected to the money crowd but once in office he went his own way which was not the Wall Street way so they tried to organize a coup and put in an actual dictator along the lines of Mussolini.  Their choice, Gen. Smedley Butler refused to play their game so that the coup was aborted.  So now, to return to WWI.

George Creel in his position as chief of Wilson’s propaganda machine, the Committee On Public Information, showed how easy it was by the control of all media outlets to manipulate public opinion into one narrow channel.

Eyes were watching and saw how engineering consensus could be done.  Propaganda’s name was changed to public relations.  In the years leading up to the war public persons were being slandered or portrayed in unsavory ways without recourse.  Finally these figures resorted to counter-propaganda and the public relations occupation was formed to meet this need.  A man called Ivy Lee was the first to earn his keep in this fashion.  Another successful PR guy was the Jew Edward Bernays.  Bernays had also worked with Creel on the CPI and his eyes had been wide open.

Bernays was also the nephew of the psycho-analyst Sigmund Freud.  Everyone should at least be familiar with Freud’s name.  As a psychologist Freud was also a political man who developed methods to essentially hypnotize whole populations and get them moving in the direction he chose.  Bernay’s spent time with Freud in Vienna at which time directing American mores must have been discussed.  Freud even gave his nephew various of his works to translate.

Freud, Bernays and the Jews were also concerned with the unpredictability of the people so that they believed like the CFR that the people had  to be conditioned, collectivized into an unthinking unit that would be pushed in the direction wanted.

Freud had learned his craft from the French masters Jean-Martin Charcot, Hippolyte Bernheim and Gustave Le Bon.  Charcot and Bernheim were master hypnotists although Bernheim was the greater.

I’m sure that many who may be reading consider hypnotism to be a showman’s trick but the practice is quite serious while being more widely used than one might imagine.

Bernheim penetrated to the heart of the matter when he realized that the key to hypnotism was suggestion and that suggestion was everywhere around us. He observed that once a mind accepts a suggestion it will act on it.  The key, then, to controlling a whole population is to get an idea firmly planted in the public mind and await results.

Bernays, for instance, understood his uncle well so that the idea of the good and bad had to be created in the public mind.  Thus the Jews and Communists as a unit became the good while the opposition became Fascists at best and Nazis at worst.  The left and the Right.  The Left was good and the Right was bad.  No good could expected from the Right and no bad from the Left.

The Soviet Union was the home of Socialism so that the Left’s sympathies lay with the Soviet Union and not in this country, America.  This presented some difficulties as Stalin’s policies of extermination of the Right didn’t sit well with the American public.  The USSR was closed to outside observation so the Left merely denied that such exterminations were taking place.  And this was effective with all but a few and they were denigrated as ‘conspiracy theorists.’  The public by and large accepted these propagandistic suggestions.

Bernays, who may have exaggerated his importance somewhat, was nevertheless very successful in changing US mores.  For instance, before the twenties American women weren’t smokers but American Tobacco seeking new markets wanted to change that.  The company went to Bernays.  He came up with a shtick in which a number of young society women marched in New York’s Easter Parade down 5th Avenue ostentatiously smoking cigarettes.  This was enough to get the ball rolling and the female smoker market grew rapidly. 

Of course, of greater concern to the Jews was the furtherance of Jewish privilege.  While no real violent anti-Semitism existed in the US Jews were considered socially unacceptable.  Discrimination in the form of exclusion from country clubs and such things.  While Americans had the right to associate with whom they chose the Jews did not see it that way.  Their feeling was that they could not be excluded from anything.  They set about using propaganda, that is suggestion, to break those barriers down.

The whole story is too long and complex to go into here, suffice it to say that when the tools of radio, sound movies, and then TV came into existence those powerful disseminators of suggestion or propaganda were in Jewish control.  As ever a troublesome truth was denied.  The denials are never to be taken seriously.

In the media, then, Jews were always portrayed as lovable, kind, generous and good.  Even though the thirties Murder Inc. was a Jewish concern it was fobbed off on the Italians.  All Whites couldn’t be portrayed as bad so the categories Good Whites and Bad Whites were created.  Good Whites were Philo-Semitic, anti-racist, pro-immigration, Homophiles and what have you while Bad Whites were Fascists, Nazis, Little Hitlers, evil, crazed opposites; in Hillary Clinton’s words: Deplorables.  These categories through repeated suggestion were firmly implanted into US psyches and mores and exist in concentrated form today.

All this careful indoctrination and conditioning began to bear fruit by 1960.  The center of dissemination naturally was New York City.  NYC having the largest concentration of Jews in the world; and being the largest concentration had consequences.  Furthermore, they were all, or nearly all, Jews from the Russian Pale of Settlement.  The Pale was a huge territory bordering Central Europe from North to South designated as a sort of reservation for Jews.

When the steamship made mass transport possible Western European Jews organized the Jews of the Pale for transfer to the US.  The assembly point was a town called Brody on the Russian-Hungarian frontier.

This is really a fascinating story.  Brody is a story in itself.  Starting from Brody, as I understand it, the Jews walked across Hungary, Austria and Germany to the port of Hamburg.  There they boarded ships of the Hamburg Amerika line that was owned by fellow Jews; packed into steerage for the journey they were dumped out in New York City.  So every summer for decades the highways were filled Jews tramping to Hamburg and exiting in NYC.

From 1871 to 1914 the Hamburg-Amerika line was very prosperous transporting holds full of Jews to the new Promised Land.  The seas didn’t part for them but it was much the same thing without the weary wandering for forty years.

Once ashore the German-Jewish exiles of ’48 who were well established had organized the needle trades, that is the clothing industry, so that jobs were ready and waiting.  Sweated jobs but entirely within a Jewish milieu or colony.

Many Jewish immigrants moved on, further inland, but most stayed in NYC moving from the huge concentration in the Lower East Side to colonize Brooklyn after the bridge was built.  Thus NYC was fully twenty-five per cent Jewish, Socialist or Left leaning, mainly Zionists.

They then filled nearly half of the labor pool in what was then the dominant cultural center of the US.  As the Jews understood the importance of education and were industrious it was inevitable that the cultural affairs of the country fell under their influence if not control.  Naturally they populated the media as it developed- newspapers, magazines, movies, radio, music and records and TV so that the culture was primarily in Jewish hands.

The area of Greenwich Village next door to the Lower East Side became a Bohemian center attracting the misfits from all over the country.  Homosexuality was actively discouraged in the US so every year a few more thousand migrated to NYC and many if not most settled in Greenwich Village so that by 1960 the Village was Jewish, Homosexual, odd balls and misfits and under Leftist control.  You could not be of the Right in the Village; you would be run out.  The Village was a real zoo.  It was here that the Folk Music movement  was centered.  Home turf to Alan Lomax, Woody Guthrie and Peter Seeger.  You couldn’t sing folk without Seeger’s approval.  He was an emperor of Greenwich Village.

For all this to come together as it was experienced one has to bring the Art world into the picture.  The Art world was in a period of disintegration that had begun with the 1913 Armory show in NYC.  Those fifty years from ’13 to the Sixties were wild beyond surmise.  Styles had come and gone: Cubist, Vorticist, Dada, Surrealist, Impressionist, Expressionist and out of that devolved Pop Art.  The loudest voice and its defining voice was the homosexual son of immigrants Andy Warhol.  The Day of the Nerd had arrived.

This is important, the Sixties wouldn’t have been possible without Time Magazine, Time-Life Inc.  Time Magazine was formed about 1923 by Henry Luce shortly after the formation of the CFR although there may be no connection.  The magazine managed to express the spirit of the times until the mid-Sixties when the sands of time began to slip away from Time.  That is, the media began to leave the mess that NYC had become transferring to points South and West to Florida, Los Angeles and San Francisco.  But, for one golden moment in the early Sixties, through perhaps ’66 Time Life created the culture that would follow.  Perhaps Time even signaled its impending degeneration when in ’66 it published a cover all in black with the words Is God Dead?  In white.  The cover created quite a flap at the time and may have shattered confidence in the magazine.

While ostensibly a conservative magazine it was as Left leaning as it could get without blowing its cover.  Look at the labor pool it had to select from, it was over 50% Jewish and Leftist.  At one time during the forties its Editor had been the ex-Communist Whittaker Chambers who had supposedly left the Party in the late thirties and immediately was hired by Time Magazine where he worked his way up to Editor quickly.  Does anyone really believe Chambers gave up his lifelong Communist beliefs and became a right winger?  Not possible.  He may have learned to dissimulate his belief but along with a staff of Jews who were Leftists Time managed to fool Americans through the Sixties until the mystique began to fade.

I stopped reading Time about 1964 when the image failed to match the content.  In the early Sixties though it was a bible.  Still the revolution that the NY Folk scene was succeeded as much from Time-Life coverage as anything else.

As 1960 began the decade the old forties and Fifties Red Folk scene having passed maturity was approaching its end.  Then a few things happened.  The Negro revolt that began with the Brown vs. Board of Education decision was approaching a first climax as the battles in the South had been turned to Negro advantages by Supreme Court decisions. The sexual revolution began with the Pill; movies and TV entered a new maturity of violence and as far as Greenwich Village and the Folk scene is concerned, a young Bob Dylan showed up on its doorstep as 1960 began.

One could not have guessed that this unprepossessing callow youth would have such a profound effect on the Village and the country as a whole, once again aided by close attention from Time-Life.  At the same time he was supported by a couple of recent Jewish refugees from Chicago, Albert Grossman and Robert Shelton.  Perhaps it was just a magic moment when everything came together but the ascent of Dylan from a raw, and I mean raw, novice to a powerful influence on the music of the Sixties seems to have been done with the assistance of interested parties.

On his arrival Dylan showed little to zero talent, his main attribute was an astounding chutzpah.  He made the scene in the Village in late February, early March, of ’60.  Not having been on the scene I can’t judge from personal appearances, the reception of which was equivocal, some saw nothing there.  This view reflects my own from impressions at the  time as well as listening to CDs of his very early performances such as his Montreal appearance before a half dozen barflies.  He could have been any kid on your block who thought he could sing and couldn’t.  There is no talent there.

He used his early months copying other artists. He began as a Woody Guthrie clone then began copying a limited talent, Rambling Jack Elliot, progressed through the purloining of Dave Van Ronk’s repertoire and strangely enough ended up auditioning for Columbia Records, a major label, after having been rejected by the nondescript Folkways Records and the little better known Vanguard.

The first result of his signing by Columbia’s legendary talent spotter John Hammond was the LP titled Bob Dylan that was little better than his Montreal appearance although noisier.  The consensus was that he was Hammond’s folly.  The public’s response was a benign neglect.  Dylan was dogged; he knew not the name of Despair.  He persisted.  And then he began to write songs.

He would later describe Folk Music as a shuck nevertheless he had apparently studied the Folkies minds and crafted his songs around their prejudices.  And it was a relatively clumsy job but it worked.  No need to run through the catalog, the Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll is representative.

Dylan based the song on a news story; newspapers are always reliable sources of inspiration.  Hattie was, of course a Negro servant, Blacks being always a source of sympathy.  She was serving at a society party, always a good source for hating, and was reported to have been beaten to death before the assembled crowd by one William Zantzinger.  There are conflicting versions that seem more believable than a man beating a woman to death if full view of a room full of heartless party goes.  Still Dylan’s version was accepted as fact and Zantzinger would never be able to live it down.  As would be demonstrated in further songs Dylan was not a stickler for reportorial accuracy.

The above was the tenor of Dylan’s ‘folk’ songs, none too subtle.  The most wretched of his early efforts were The Masters of War and Ballad In Plain D which drip in unmitigated hatred.  As wretched as those efforts were they established Dylan as the future of the New York scene.  He became the Lion of Greenwich Village.

As previously mentioned a talent manager by the name of Allan Grossman had appeared in the Village in 1959.  Allan was a go getter; he had ideas and plans.  He was instrumental in forming the Newport Folk Festival.  He then searched around for singers for a commercial Folk group patterned along the lines of the very successful Kingston Trio but his gimmick was two men and a woman.  This would be the phenomenally successful Peter Paul and Mary.  Peter and Paul were Jewish and Mary was a shiksa, naturally.

Grossman had connections, this was sort of a Jewish affair, but he needed songs.  The Village was rooted in the forties and Fifties so Allan dug around the Pete Seeger song book producing a hit in Pete’s ridiculous If I Had A Hammer.  Dylan, however, had churned out a potential hit called Blowing In The Wind, sort of If I Had A Hammer in a high breeze.   Grossman then signed Dylan, primarily as a song writer and was rewarded.  Sometime in 1963 Dylan was visited by his muse who stayed with him through mid-1966 until departing to favor others.

Somewhen during ’63, ’64 Dylan caught the fever.  It is questionable in my mind that he became a guitar player or harmonica blower but he became one hell of a conductor.  He could direct other talented musicians.

Allan Grossman who was directing Dylan’s career as well as Peter Paul and Mary’s was apparently a real operator.  He was able to place Dylan’s songs not only with PPM but with numerous artists from schmaltzy to Negro gospel.  Dylan’s songs were everywhere.  Most people still couldn’t listen to him but under a ceaseless media barrage Grossman inflated his reputation out of proportion.  Of course, Time-Life was prominent in the mix, and overall this was a Jewish enterprise.

Then Dylan did the unbelievable, he blew up the NYC folk scene while actually realizing his dream of destroying Tin Pan Alley.

When Dylan first arrived in NYC he scouted Tin Pan Alley where his efforts were so snubbed he vowed to destroy the place.  He probably didn’t voice his threat, or maybe he did, but such a threat would have been so risible coming from a unkempt scrawny probably smelly street person that he would have been laughed out.  Then, whoever, probably smiled a smile, leaned back in his chair shaking his head and got on with his business.  Yet, when Dylan took his electric rock band on the acoustic stage at Newport in 1965 he at one bound broke the festival and created the image of the singer songwriter.

All of a sudden with writers singing their own songs Tin Pan Alley was obsolete.  Even the Alley writing team of Goffin-King broke up and sang their own songs.  Carole King made it, Gerry Goffin didn’t.  Dylan himself wrote no more folk songs instead singing about his girl friends in such abstruse terms nobody could understand him.  And so the Sixties transited into the second half that is the real Sixties.

Dylan’s later output was neither folk nor rock but sui generis.  There was really nothing like his ’64-’66 period.  In the process he shattered the pop format.  As in all transitions traditional style existed during the transition and survived but they affected Dylan’s pessimistic social criticism.  While I myself was oblivious to any revolutionary qualities in Dylan’s stuff others picked up more violent images.  Dylan’s line (a common saying, nothing original) “You don’t need a weatherman to tell which way the wind blows.’ Inspired a creep by the name of Bill Ayers to form a terrorist gang called the Weathermen that morphed into the Weather Underground so as not to exclude women.

His writing may have been  influential in the formation of the Jewish terrorist organization, The Jewish Defense League and its offshoot the Jewish Defense Organization.  All three groups were murderous bombers with dozens if not hundreds of bombings to their credit.  At one point Dylan had an entourage of JDL troops as his body guard until more conservative Jews warned Dylan that the association was hurting his reputation.  The singer wisely dropped them.  He still continued other revolutionary associations however.

With Dylan’s success the whole concentration of young Folk singers in the Village sought and generally obtained recording contracts and stormed out of the Village singing their Leftist songs across the campuses of America.  Very few had any success however.  A couple of major exceptions were John Sebastian’s Lovin’ Spoonful and Simon and Garfunkel.

Let us go back a bit to go forward.  The CIA back in the Fifties ran their MK-Ultra program.  MK for Mind Control.  Ostensibly the CIA was seeking drugs that could bypass resistance and get captive enemy soldiers to divulge their secrets.  However they turned their drug program against their own people.  By the Fifties the world was afloat in new chemical compounds, barbiturates, amphetamines, cocaine, heroin, and the psychedelics, mescaline, the Big Baby LSD, and a host of others including marijuana, all of them disorienting.  All of them were turned loose and embraced by an unsuspecting public.  Awareness of this didn’t really begin filtering through until the late Sixties although there were lonely voices in the wilderness but as MK-Ultra seemed as incredible as the Nazi death camps had there were few ears to hear.

And yet the evidence was right before our eyes.  The whole generation was the guinea pig of the CIA and MK-Ultra.  The CIA itself had been organized and run by a really odd duck, Allen Dulles.  God only knows what this megalomaniacal nutcake was up to.  He appears to have been neither Red. White or pink, playing instead some kind of solitaire.

Combined with the Dulles act was a Jewish flake by the name of Max Jacobson, known as Dr. Feelgood, the King of Amphetamines.  Interesting story only encapsulated here.  He was one of those Jewish megalomaniacs who graced the twentieth century.  He began his career in post-WWI Germany.  Whether he was an actual MD isn’t known for sure but in the confusion of the thirties and forties when Jews were fleeing Germany for the safety of the US Max set up shop as a doctor of medicine but his field of expertise was restricted to injecting his patients with massive doses of amphetamines.

He began his career in Germany when amphetamines having been recently discovered were coming into use.  Vitamins also were discovered in the teens and twenties so by combining a drug with vitamins Max came up with a new miraculous medicine.  Maybe anti-biotics coming along at the same time helped giving him credibility.  Max’s version of things is always suspect so I’m taking his word that the came up with the idea of vitamin-speed cocktails.  In any event he found it expedient to leave Germany in 1932.  Whatever his real reasons may have been his story was that Goebbels sent him on his way but as the Nazis were not yet in charge in ’32 Max’s story like his others seems suspect.

After European wanderings during the thirties, the late thirties found him in NYC where so far as I know his credentials were never challenged so he set up business as an MD, his sole practice being dispensing his amphetamine cocktail.

By 1960 Max was a roaring success having turned on nearly every celebrity in NYC including presidential candidate John F. Kennedy.  By the time JFK was sworn in he was an A-head.

One must remember that amphetamines and psychedelics were legal substances until about 1966 so none of this happening in NYC was illegal except for heroin and other controlled substances such as Marijuana.  Drugs were unleashed on the whole generation that with exceptions was revolutionized.  The music industry itself was the greatest propagator of drugs.

Now, society had been quietly disintegrating since the Armory show of 1913 and WWI.  All standards were being slowly deconstructed or debased.  This accelerated after 1960.  All societal standards were attacked.

The dividing lines between the various arts were being removed so that only one art form existed.  The various arts then melded about 1960 into what is known as Pop Art; this included painting, music, dance, theatre and all.  Classical artists like Leonard Bernstein became pop figures.  Classical musicians began to intermix with rock and jazz.

Thus, the leading Pop figure emerged as none other than Andy Warhol who deconstructed art into elements of photography and painting.  After Warhol there has been no direction.

Warhol fully integrated technology into art.  Performance Art had become a category and as rock music developed Performance Art was a key element of the Rock show.  Thus, perceiving the trends Warhol incorporated a rock band into his entourage.  The band was called The Velvet Underground.  The leader, Lou Reed was a Jewish heroin addict and homosexual who introduced open drug references into Rock music.

To showcase what he considered his band, the band’s notion differed, Andy had to create a venue.  To do this he created the amazing to that time ‘happening’, The Exploding Plastic Inevitable.  He thus integrated dancing, singing, rock music, theatre and technology into one theatric display.  Very innovative and culture changing not to mention mores.  The technology involved a light show in a darkened area that played on the band and through the dancing audience.  All of this was very mindblowing at the time.  Thus, the early Sixties set up the parameters of the later Sixties.  The times themselves were changing and truly revolutionary.

Deconstruction of sexual mores was a role taken up by the Jews who despised all White morals.  They especially despised the Chivalric Western role of women.  Thus, in 1963 Betty Friedan published her analysis of women called The Feminine Mystique.  The book denounced the Western chivalric notion of woman as more or less an idol placed on a pedestal to be revered and admired.  Friedan favored the ‘realistic’ Jewish model of woman as a slut.  This was supposed to be an advance on feminism.  Feminism itself is a desire to return to the Matriarchy in which it is imagined that women were superior to men.  Aided by the introduction of the birth control pill in 1960 Friedan achieved her goal and is celebrated as a Jewish heroine today, or, at least, her memory.

In the sexual sense Andy Warhol, the son of immigrants, was a true promoter of homosexuality.  In his atelier called The Factory he surrounded himself with amphetamine addicts and homosexuals.  These were a very aggressive lot with no morals.  At the time in NYC there were strict laws against homosexuality.  While the laws did little to suppress homosexuality they were a serious irritant to homosexuals as they were invoked from time to time in an attempt to keep homosexual excesses in line.  That regime was broken in 1969 by the riots at the Stonewall Inn in the heart of homosexual Greenwich Village on Christopher Street.  This was a serious revolutionary act that had consequences across the country especially in the music industry.  Degeneration on a major scale set in.

The nature of rock music changed overnight as the homosexuals in the record business, empowered, came out of the woodwork.  The period immediately issuing from Stonewall was known as the Candy Store era of homosexuality.  The whole nature of sexuality was modified, what between the Pill, the period of Feminism introduced by Betty Friedan and the emancipation of homosexuals, it was a period of sexual chaos.  Libertinism run rampant.

The Candy Store period would be brought up short by the introduction of the homosexual disease AIDS introduced as the eighties began.  Sexual license became deadly.

Before it did, capping the period of sexual license was the infamous NYC nightclub, Studio 54.  The club may have been the most astonishing public display of sex ever, or, at least, since the excesses of Caligula.  Studio 54 was what the homosexual laws were meant to prevent.

Studio 54 brought together all he most important Libertines, perverts and what have you into one huge corrupting club.  Warhol, Halston, Capote, the whole lot.  The place was a homosexual’s paradise.  But more importantly it not only brought together homosexual resentment but also immigrant resentment desiring revenge for supposed indignities heaped on them or their parents by the WASP elite.

Anyone who thinks that those who consider themselves ‘oppressed’ minorities don’t want vengeance is disconnected from reality.  Andy  Warhol was both a homosexual and an immigrant’s son.  In his case he was a Ruthenian.  He grew up as a steelworker’s son in Pittsburgh knowing hard times during the depression.  Even so he received a college education in Pittsburgh removing to NYC on graduation day.  There, as an illustrator, Andy was an immediate success earning well into five figures during the Fifties.  That would equate to something at least in the high six figures today.

One would think that would allay his grievances somewhat.  Not so.  As noted all of the high class freaks gathered at Studio 54 many of them nurturing the same grievances as Andy.  They were all drug users suffering from reality disconnect.  Like all drug users they lost all moral controls confusing their wishes to be what was right.  Thus they concocted a scheme to totally injure and humiliate the children of the WASP elite.  Now, unless you were a habitué of Studio 54 you had no idea of what degeneracy was going on inside the walls, possibly you might have embraced it if you had, but the general impression was that it was just a tony nightclub.

Having gathered groups of the elite’s kids, kids somewhere between say sixteen and eighteen  or nineteen they bussed them down to Studio 54; they introduced them to licentiousness and drugs turning the girls especially into heroin addicts.  Then they sent the young women to buy drugs in darkest Harlem.  Thus you had a gaggle of White girls in Harlem trying to score heroin.  You know what dealers expect from their female addicts and probably male addicts.  So these women were totally degraded.  One imagines the gales of laughter from Andy and his crowd as they imagined what was happening to these detested daughters of the WASP elite in darkest Harlem.

I picked up this detail from Anthony Haden-Guest’s history of Studio 54.  I don’t know when or how he knew but if he did know then others knew too.  The club was only two years old and exceptionally profitable when the authorities shut the place down sending the two owners to prison for a few years.  Of course the charge was tax evasion but one wonders what all crimes were going on that the two owners Rubel and Schrader, were committing or permitting.

We’ve gotten a little ahead of ourselves here but I thought it was necessary.  Let us go back to the mid-Sixties.  For my understanding the real Sixties didn’t begin until 1966 and didn’t end until 1974.  But I’m telling it and that’s the way I’m telling it.

 

Part IV c follow