Sunday, January 21, 2018

Shumer Shutdown and Pres. Trump


CFR’s Foreign Affairs Magazine Announces

Trump’s ‘Lucky Year’ Is To End.

By

R.E. Prindle

https://www.foreignaffairs.com/articles/2018-01-20/trumps-lucky-year

The Council On Foreign Relations is finally putting its cards on the table in an article published in its magazine Foreign Affairs.  The article was scheduled for the March-April issue but the CFR found it important enough to release it in advance on the internet.  Thus the article will be free for one week beginning on 1/20/18.  Can it be a coincidence that the article was released on 1/20 on the eve of the Shumer Shutdown  of the government?

The article is titled Trump’s Lucky Year:  Why The Chaos Can’t Last by Eliot A. Cohen and admits that the Pres.’ first year has been a success but that his ‘luck’ has run out now.  The CFR wants a return to the seventy year post-war agenda.  The Pres. has upset that agenda and will continue to destroy its foundations and will succeed if allowed to continue in office unobstructed.

The CFR has always gone to great lengths to remove presidents from office who won’t follow their program.  The CFR was founded in 1921 to advance the socialistic program of Woodrow Wilson.  The first hindrance came when Warren G. Harding was elected in 1920.  While he hinted that he might advance Wilson’s program and bring the US into the League of Nations he didn’t follow through.

Under strange circumstances Harding died two years into his presidency.  While the conditions of his demise are still undetermined I have no doubts that the CFR removed him.  It was believed that Harding’s lackluster VP, Calvin Coolidge, would be easily defeated in 1924.  Such did not turn out to be the case and Coolidge lived to pass the presidency on to Herbert Hoover in 1928.

The Federal Reserve had been building toward a stock market crash during what was called the Coolidge Prosperity and six months into the Hoover presidency the Fed pulled the plug plunging the country into twelve years of agonizing economic misery salvaged only by two massive world wars, one in Europe and one in the Pacific, that is, Asia.

‘Lucky’ Trump’s second year bids fair to be as or more successful as he barrels ahead with his own program that negates that of he CFR’s.  It would appear that assassination is not to be considered.  However the 2018 congressional elections that the CFR imagines will give them an overwhelming majority in both houses would stultify Trump’s presidency placing him in the CFR’s hands.  The best that Trump could hope for would be Hoover’s fate.

To achieve this, given the fair omens for the Pres.’ second year they have to follow the Hoover scenario and sabotage what bids to be the Great Trump Prosperity.

Therefore, can it be a coincidence that this article was rushed to advance free publication on the very eve of the Shumer Shutdown of the government?  CFR, Cohen written article, Shumer Shutdown.  The article had to be planned and written at least two or three weeks before the Shumer Shutdown thus it follows that the Shumer Shutdown was planned as a ploy to scuttle Trump some time ago..

The plan shows how little the CFR, Dems, the Left, care for the welfare of the voters of the United States.  The Shumer Shutdown has begun.  The Pres. cannot fold and probably the CFR will carry it to great extremes placing the economy in jeopardy not unlike the Great Stock Market Crash of 1929.  In fact, the key point of the incipient Great Trump Prosperity has been that startling advance of the stock market. That means that something over 50% of the public that owns securities has already improved their finances considerably and bid fair to improve further.  That means that the Pres.’ base has improved considerably.  There can be little doubt that substantial numbers of immigrants have invested and benefited  so they may be reluctant to give up their gains by not voting Trump in ’18.

Thus, the CFR is willing to risk a stock market crash, one that is almost certain now, while putting in jeopardy the welfare of all the peoples resident in the US and perhaps all the peoples of the world.  This is the madness of the CFR.

The Pres. cannot give in without destroying his presidency now and it is possible that the CFR will not in complete contempt of every living US resident, possibly every person in the world. 

CFR, Cohen, Shumer Shudown.  Those behind this incipient disaster should be clear to all.

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

A Short Story: The Dream


Pages torn from the unexpurgated memoirs of Far Gresham

Fragment dated 1/26/1992

Edited by R.E. Prindle

Do you remember me?  Or did I ever introduce myself?  It doesn’t matter.  I am the master of reality.  You know me; I encompass you.  You and I are one, not two, One.  I am what you think you are; you are the sum of my thoughts.  Last night I had the strangest dream.  You were in and out of my consciousness as I dreamed my dream.  You were the woof; I was the warp.  Do you remember that dream?

I had been reading Justine by De Sade.  De Sade lives in your subconscious, rolling around, directing your actions, but you are afraid to look him in the eye.  You deny the basis of your existence and thus falsify your perception of life and refuse to come to terms with the contradictions of your nature.  Did I say you and your?  Did I say I?  I say a fusion, there is no individuality, all flows from the godhead in an uninterrupted stream, now one aspect prominent and then submerged and then another and yet another.  Parmenides?  Yes, he is here too.

It was at the part leading up to Teresa’s escape from the church of St. Mary in the Woods; from those monks, those priests who lived so far beyond the edges of self-control.  Before dropping off to sleep, the passage having struck me so forcibly I ruminated once again on those twin engines of despair that that emerged from the furnaces of modernity, the Revolution in France to dominate the thought of and characterize the nature of the tumbling years that spewed forth from the cornucopia of Time in a flood, the washes of which trouble the minutes of the moment, railing about the limes of our consciousness as though a stereo played so that only the loud passages intrude into our awareness but the quiet passages still trouble our dreaming awakeness.

Despair, despair, the negation of hope.  The ugly overwhelming beauty; beauty submitting to the ravages of the hopeless.  Life as it is now lived.  Holy Mother full of grace, grace us with relief.

I dreamed my dream or my dream visited me in the depth of the night when I was ill prepared to receive it or defend myself against it.  It blazoned through the mirror of my mind which was unprepared and failed to capture the photographic clarity, the cinematic verity with which it existed for that moment, for that eternity which vanished.  But let me tell you what I remember or perhaps now invent, perhaps the gleaning of a lifetime of observation, viewing, reading or phantasizing.  In my dream, shared by you I was sitting on a sofa in a long narrow room.  The sofa, a normal sofa, perhaps brown, perhaps maroon, more likely I would own a maroon sofa.  Am I molding the dream to my own needs?  No, I don’t think so, for my dreams are of a fabric with myself, with you.  With you, who need me who are me.

My book lay open on my lap as the bible is required to lay open in the church ceremony.  To be closed would be sacrilege.  Neither I nor you, we are not sacrilegious.

Before me was a woman and a man.  I can only guess, but perhaps the woman represented the concept of Sex and the man represented the Libertine.  The woman was lovely.  She was the dream of that you, I, we, the One ever hoped that the warmth of the flesh could ever be.  Her figure was opulent, her throat and copious breasts defied description.  The memory of her features is vague and perhaps unnecessary.  The promise of the fulfillment of desire overwhelmed the atmosphere.

The two were about to engage in sportive sex.  I was asked whether I wished to join.  I looked blankly back, extending my senses to penetrate the nature of the situation.  A vague aura of soft danger emanated from the two. I politely declined.  They, she was sitting or reclining in what was either a plastic swimming pool or a rubber life raft,  he was poised over the Sex Goddess, posed to begin his redemption.  An aura of tentative horror began to fill the room. As the moment approached an innocent, yielding threat began to emanate from the woman.  She smiled one last inviting smile at me and then two began to sport about.  The woman never lost her self-possession, following or leading as the moment required.  Her sense of anticipation of his desires was marvelous to behold.  The man never attempted self-control.  The man quickly roared through arousal to excitement, high excitement and into frenzy and beyond as shall be seen.

When his frenzy had attained an intensity beyond which I could ever have imagined the woman suggested an injection of some strong chemical drug.  I had then and have now no idea what it could have been.  The very smell of the drug which immediately overwhelmed my senses not only hinted at but exclaimed destruction.   The acrid and corrosive aroma was such that I wanted to shout out a warning, but he was so eager for the sensation in his excitement that I thought better and clutched the book I was still holding more tightly in an attempt to still my quaking hands.

She injected the eager man and he at once disappeared into a deeper frenzy which intensified as he indulged his fantastic desires on the woman.  His frenzy, I say, expanded as he ran through his excesses.  Incredible as his earlier exertions had been he now was reaching a new plateau.  Without asking his permission, her own face now glowing in anticipation, she reached for her hypodermic.  Once again the air was rent by that terrible odor as she injected him another time.  He had no means of assent or denial.  I was horrified, watching quietly and objectively as he immediately redoubled his efforts as he sought to realize the mystery of her nature and perhaps his own.  The woman submitted to, encouraged, led him into his most outrageous desires.  How she survived his, what were now brutal attacks can only be explained by the irreality of the unreality of my dream.

Suddenly the narrow room was filled with a dark light.  I was unable for a moment, almost a moment too long, to apprehend the vision which arose before me, for the man under this extreme stimulation had realized his inner reality, the reason for his existence.  A holographic image of his hopes and fears terrifying and ugly but with a beautiful mathematical symmetry and intense dark tones sparkling with an impossible black light.  As the image gained definition and a clarity of reality it became apparent that the vision was emanating from the mind’s eye of his desires, filling the room before me.  As the man’s vitality was eroded and his essence consumed the vision faltered and began to fade.  As much in awe at her achievement as myself the Sex Goddess exclaimed excitedly, ‘Can you see it too, Far, can you see it too?’  She hoped I too would enjoy what she had conjured as intensely as she did.  I sat amazed, stunned, stupefied.  I was shaking uncontrollably.  I understood what I was seeing and accepted its impossible reality but could not make consciousness accept the fact.  I was terrified as I watched because I knew that in the realization of his desires he had sacrificed himself on the altar.

His effort spent, the clamor, noise and commotion in my room subsided.  My ears cleared, my eyes refocused, my dazed and dazzled mind sought its equilibrium, my breathing lost its rapidity and sank to normal, my body stopped quivering, my hands stopped shaking, my book saturated with perspiration was shredded and ruined.

As I say, my senses returned to me, my perceptions were startled anew.  I saw the woman holding a transformation in her hand.  The man was no longer with us.  He had turned into a white cat.  He sat hind quarters down, his front paws rigidly distended supporting his emaciated panting heaving body.  His ribs were plainly visible while his pulsating belly heaved rapidly.  His fur was distended into sweated tufts.  He appeared not insane, not mad, but still in a frenzied state of rut.  I noted with a revulsive horror, mixed with a grudging sympathy, that his eyes, little red eyes, bulged beyond their sockets, their pupils forming a raised blip on the ball.  At first glance he appeared ferocious but then the truth became apparent that he was a frozen, immobile panting statue.  His tongue extended, he was panting heavily and would pant that way forever.

Trapped within the realization of all his desires he was now separated from the external world.  Like the man who got on the subway with his dime in his pocket only to learn that the fare had been raised to fifteen cents when he tried to exit he was doomed to ride forever, unable to leave the subterranean world for the lack of a nickel.  The Libertine was trapped within himself; in a tunnel at which there was no light at the end.

The woman who had endured brutal treatment and had shown cuts, bites, bruises and welts which had made me dizzy with fear for her was now miraculously returned to a wantonly inviting freshness which aroused a hunger deep within me which I fought to resist.  She appeared to be filled with remorse rather than gratitude that it was all over.  As the traumatized cat sat in her hand, she would flip his desensitized head up which would then fall back to its former position, alive but lifeless.  She did this repeatedly muttering, perhaps in a low wail possessing a shadow of satisfaction, perhaps in a plaintive plea to undo what she had done:  ‘I only wanted him to have a good time; I only wanted him to have a good time.’  She turned a warm, succulent, inviting smile on me, a smile that would have made the nose on one of the faces on Mt. Rushmore twitch, and said once again:  ‘I only wanted him to have a good time.’

I don’t know that I made a move to go to her or whether my resolve not to was weakened for at that time the night faded before the dawn and the rising sun cast a beam through my window and one reality gave way before another.

 

Exuent The Dream

Sunday, January 7, 2018

A Review Foreign Affairs Jan.-Feb. 2018


A Review: Foreign Affairs Jan.-Feb

Issue 1918

Article Two: From Nazism To Never Again

How Germany Came To Terms With Its Past

By Richard J. Evans.

Review by

R.E. Prindle

 

Foreign Affairs having first, after a manner, dealt with America’s leading issue of racial relations between Whites and Blacks, in this article attempts to tell us how to think of Germany’s so-called guilt, which is to say the relations of Germans and Jews.  This section of the magazine is titled The Undead Past:  How Nations Confront The Evils Of History.  So, once again, as in the first article of the magazine we are dealing with supposed White Guilt that has become an historical fixture.  This is a curious point of view of history in which a phase passed through is a sinful period that has to be expiated.  Is this an insane vision of Judaeo-Christianity or what?

Once again I am a dissenting voice, or, as I think, a voice of reason.

While Mr. Evans concentrates on Germany’s supposed guilt the cause of the guilt, the Jewish crocodile lurking the in weeds doesn’t come under examination and yet, without Jews, no German guilt.  A strange quietness.

Here a few words about Professor Richard Evans, sometime of Cambridge University.  I will simply quote the Editors’ fluff page:

Quote:

When the Holocaust denier David Irving sued an American academic for libel in 2000, the historian Richard Evans served as expert witness, providing the key evidence proving that Irving had distorted the record.  Evans, who was until 2014 a professor of history at Cambridge University has written many books on modern German history, including a celebrated three-volume history of the Third Reich.  In “From Nazism To Never Again…Evans described how successfully Germany has come to terms with its past. 

Unquote.

The unstated object of Mr. Evans piece is how not only Germany but we hope also how we have come to terms with our own implied guilt for Germany’s past.  This is a much more complex issue than America’s problem with Negro slavery.  The past must never die until Whites have been severely punished for all the evil they have created in an otherwise peaceful, tranquil world.  Thus the Editors emphasize that Mr. Evans gave the crucial piece of evidence that destroyed David Irving’s, very likely, justified defense.

For the cognoscenti, Mr. Irving was at one time the most prominent expert investigator of the Jewish holocaust.  While he lost the suit, which he should never have brought before a court that could not help but be biased in favor of the Jews, to some extent Mr. Irving has gone a long way towards winning the war.  There has been a lot of revision in the writing of that holocaust history since the trial.

The Jews have been forced to abandon many telling propaganda points.  An example is that the notion that six million were scientifically exterminated is no longer tenable.  The Jews have adjusted their number much lower. And while most people still believe that the six million met their fate in Auschwitz gas chambers, the total number of Jews and others who died there now is estimated at a little over a million.

Although it is a crime in most of Europe to even question any aspect of the Jewish holocaust or even to discuss the war, a revision of the whole camp system is in progress so that a more accurate idea of what happened is on the horizon.  In that sense Mr. Irving drove the Jews from the high ground winning the war of words although he lost the battle of the court room.  For Mr. Evans and indeed for the West it seems that the belief is that history begins with Adolf Hitler and the Nazis and all history since stems from that momentary snapshot of the past.  Mr. Evans makes no attempt to put the era into an historical perspective.  For him the past is not a flowing movie but merely a series of snapshots.  There is slight mention of Jews except as victims of their holocaust.  At no time are they mentioned as one of the combatant nations of Europe, while, in fact, the Jews of the world declared war on Hitler specifically from the day he was elected. While the Jews and Nazis had been at war within Germany from the end of the World War,  guilt should be distributed more evenly.  True, as a result of their declared war on Germany theJews lost that war and the casualties of the holocaust must be attributed to that loss.

Nor did the Jewish-German war begin in the twentieth century.  Apart from being treated as an alien intrusion within Europe for two thousand years the modern German-Jewish war was shaped up in the eighteenth century under the aegis of a fellow called Jud Suss.  Suss was the most important of the Jews of the modern period surpassing even the role of the Rothschilds, as he was the originator.  I have treated the period at some length in my review of Lion Feuchtwanger’s novel Jud Suss and the four movies that arose from it.  Two Jewish accusations and two German refutations.  This literary war covered the years 1926 through 1942.  It is central to the armed conflict between Germany and, actually, the world, more specifically the Soviet Union.

I will briefly recapitulate some of my review mentioned above.  Suss  Oppenheimer, was a Jewish adventurer who hit the jackpot when he met Prince Karl Alexander of Wurttemberg.  Suss insinuated himself into Karl’s good graces much as the worm does to the apple.

Over the course of only a couple years Suss managed to change the whole nature of the State of Wurttemberg.  While Jews had been forbidden residence in Wurttemberg Suss managed to get them entrance so that long wagon trains of Jews are shown entering Stuttgart.  That achieved Suss managed to obtain monopolies on all commodities so that the Jews prospered while the Germans became impoverished.  Bear in mind I am repeating the story as Feuchtwanger wanted it understood, I am adding nothing. 

Suss increased the expenses of both the Prince and Wurttemberg inventing ever newer taxes to fund them.  He even managed to get Karl to make roads toll roads so that the Germans had to pay to move around their country.

To cap the climax Suss, who was dishonoring German women at a prodigious rate, even seduced Karl’s wife turning her against him.  Of course at Karl’s early death, when he was no long around to protect Suss, an angry Wurttemberg arrested him while he claimed innocence of any wrong doing claiming that he was only following orders. (He following orders; in what context have we heard that used as a defense before?), was nevertheless found guilty and sentenced to death thereby becoming a Jewish martyr.

After shouting anti-Semitism is an effort to shame the Wurttembergers, who refused to be shamed, the Jewish defense was that Suss never died, did he.  While the Germans put the dead Suss on display in a gallows thirty feet high, Feuchtwanger said the Jews somehow managed to substitute Suss’ body with someone else thus thwarting the goyim’ just resentment.

The lesson Feuchtwanger is giving his fellow Jews is how easily the German’s or goyim (as Roosevelt would be played by Morgenthau in the US a few years hence) could be manipulated and have their States taken over without a real effort or bloodshed.   Indeed, Hitler’s greatest sin was that he upset their takeover of Weimar Germany, more or less per Feuchtwanger’s example, of which they were about to crown their achievement.

Thus, the Rothchilds who began their rise on the back of Suss’ success, following his example, insinuated  themselves into the government of Hesse-Cassell, using its capital of Frankfurt as their own to direct their Europe wide activities.  These activities formed the content of the two Rothchild films.  And from thence the Rothschilds achieved a hegemony of Europe and became a major influence in the nascent United States.

Using Communism as their springboard the Jews were seeking the opportunity to seize Europe and they found their opportunity in Russia which was seized in 1917 by the Communist Revolution.  While the Russian, or Jewish Revolution, actually, caught the Europeans by surprise, there had been many portents including the Russo-Japanese war as well as the failed Revolution in Russia of 1905.  If you were reading the US right during the Wilson administration of 1912-20 it was as plain as day.

In keeping with the growing threat of the Jewish led revolution Lion Feuchtwanger, developing his vision of Jud Suss, wrote a play in 1916 on the career of Suss before working up his novel on Suss published in 1926.  The play was not well received, if it was ever performed, but the book made quite an impression both in German and in translation in England and the US.  My copy of an English cheap reprint is the 148th thousand.  The movie Jud Suss, a propaganda film, was released in 1933 almost in anticipation of the Hitler triumph in Germany and the Jewish declaration of war against the country.  Jud Suss was produced in England, and distributed in the US under the title Power.  That title should be indicative of Feuchtwanger’s intent.

This propaganda was then followed by the Jewish propaganda production of The Rothschilds by Hollywood.  The production may have seemed wise in the conditions of the time but as the movie is conspicuously missing today perhaps it is better for the Jewish cause that the movie not be seen.  In any event in 1942 the Nazis countered with their own magnificent production of The Rothschilds.  This movie is allowed to be in release although it is a severe indictment of both the Rothschilds and the Jews.

And so the matter stood with the German defeat beginning in 1943.  The above provides a German-Jewish background to the Foreign Affairs article by Richard J. Evans.

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While the Germans lost the war- and how- the Jews lost the battle as between Germany and the Soviet Union millions lost their lives upsetting for the time being their conquest of Europe.  But, like a starfish when you cut it in two you have merely created two starfish.  While two, possibly three million were killed in Europe, five million or more lived on and they were in control of Roosevelt’s administration.  FDR’s Director of the Treasury Department was a Jew by the name of Henry Morgenthau Jr.  Morgenthau boasted that he was nearly a twin of Roosevelt considering himself as a co-president.

Significantly Morgenthau’s very revealing three volume autobiography has disappeared from the inter-net, no longer available in any form.  Even used copies are unavailable.  I was able to buy Vol. II before it disappeared, missing a Vol. I and multi-hundred dollar Vol. III through ignorance of what the volumes revealed.  Had I known I probably would have dished out for expensive Vol. III.  Perhaps some very carefully edited reprints may emerge.

Vol. III is most important because it contains his Morgenthau Plan for the post-war extermination of the German people.  It is gone.

Morgenthau’s association with Roosevelt went way back to the time the two families lived a short distance from each other in Dutchess County.  HM Jr. had insinuated himself into the Roosevelt family as he began his political career and could be found in uninvited attendance at every social or political gathering.  As he said to associates during his tenure at Treasury, he didn’t relish the job but he was there on duty that he was also serving Jewish interests for all those earlier years.

Unfortunately for his and Jewish plans FDR began his third term as a very sick man, dying as his fourth term began.  The least he could do for his country.  Morgenthau’s relations with his successor, Harry Truman, were non-existent.  Truman disliked and distrusted him.  When his post-war plans for Germany became known horrifying Truman et al. the Pres. began thinking of terminating his employment.  Thus when Morgenthau haughtily told Truman before the Potsdam Summit with Stalin that he was to be taken along or he would resign the Pres. graciously and promptly accepted his resignation.  Direct Jewish control ended there.

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It is important to remember that no surrender was possible for the Germans other than unconditionally.  That is that the conquered is not allowed to stipulate any conditions such as the soldiers may return to their homes, keep their guns etc.  Besides Germany as a country was piles of rubble having been carpet bombed flat.

Total destruction of the enemy was not new to US policy as during the Civil War and Sherman’s march from Atlanta to the sea and back up through South Carolina was total destruction with even food stores being destroyed in the hope that the Secessionists would starve to death as part of their punishment for seceding.  And then General Grant demanded unconditional surrender from Lee.  That meant that Lee surrendered all rights of the Southern Whites.  The Whites of the South were virtually enslaved while being put under the dominion of the Negroes so, with the unconditional surrender of Germany, all the rules and ‘laws’ governing treatment of the conquered were abrogated by General Eisenhower. 

Thus, Eisenhower, who was a devotee of the Jew Bernard Baruch sought, or what he did was the same, to exterminate whole armies of German soldiers leaving them exposed without shelter in a very cold winter while putting them on starvation rations.  This is what America, the light of the world did.

Nor were the Nazis solely responsible for the war.  The war was a war for survival.  In his Mein Kampf Hitler said that he knew that if his Volkists failed against the Judaeo-Communists that German heads would roll in the sand.  A grim prophecy that came true.  His war did not begin in 1939, it began in 1914.  The second world war was merely the continuation of the first.  The key event of this period was the Communist Revolution in Russia of 1917 and the years following. The war in the East did not end in 1918.  The Armistice began a period of extreme terror on the part of the Bolsheviks, that is to say, the Jews.  The events of this horror have been suppressed.  They enter no history books.  If you want to lose your academic position even thinking about the atrocities will cost you your job. 

The Civil War began in Russia as the result of the Bolshevik takeover as Loyalists attempted to oust the Reds was one of Jews killing Russians and Russians retaliating against Jews.  As just one example, Bela Kun, the Hungarian Butcher, after being ousted from that country moved to the Crimean Peninsula.  At the time the Jews were seeking a territory to form a nation State.  Stalin had offered Birobidjan in Eastern Siberia but they declined the offer.

They wanted instead the Crimea.  Of course there was a Jewish colony in the Crimea but the majority was non-Jewish.  Kun’s idea was to exterminate the non-Jewish population.  He began by weighing the feet of these people and tossing them into the Black Sea, sort of a Russian East River.  Word quickly got back to Moscow and Kun was recalled before he could complete his task.  Stalin put Bela out of misery in 1936.

These atrocities had not gone unnoticed by the rest of Europe.  You may be sure Hitler was well informed.  So, the holocaust of Europeans far outweighed the holocaust of the Jews.  But, who now remembers the Russian, Hungarian and Crimean atrocities.   They have been removed from the history books.  The Jews portray themselves as innocent victims; only the goys are evil.  Therefore, all blame was placed on the Germans, even Russian atrocities were denied and covered up but when Stalin died they were allowed to surface to discredit that fine gentleman.

And so Richard J. Evans asks in his article, is it possible for the Germans to atone for their crimes as though they were singular.  Neither Morgenthau nor Eisenhower succeeded in killing them so now the Jews have to try to thoroughly emasculate them, stultify them beyond recognition. 

The question becomes what is the historical narrative the CFR is creating and following and who is the ultimate beneficiary.  The problem that the Liberal Coalition had to face in 1920 when the public failed to embrace Woodrow Wilson’s post-war plans was how to correct the public’s failure and make them see the CFR light.  Obviously since an authoritarian dictatorship couldn’t be immediately established as in the then Soviet Union to compel people to accept it while slaughtering  those who wouldn’t follow along.  Another effective measure must be found.

Now, Wilson’s war years had been an authoritarian dictatorship that could have been the envy of Lenin and Trotsky.  Without violence the US population had made a 180 degree turn from individualism to collectivism.  This attitude was to survive the war in modified form in both parties but most especially among the Democrats.  A key in establishing Wilson’s authoritarian system was the use of the propaganda agency under George Creel called The Committee On Public Information- the CPI- the I should have stood for indoctrination.  The CPI was a no holds barred move on a formerly independent American psyche.  Creel bombarded the public with every known means and then invented some.  Of course, Creel was a decent God fearing all-American boy but given the direction and power he pragmatically became a force for the ultimate evil.  He released every anti-social impulse known, finks and informers abounded.  By war’s end the entire population was into a Democratic lockstep.

Creel’s phenomenal success in capturing, as it were, the will of the entire country did not go unnoticed.  It was seen how easily the psyche of individuals could be turned into permanent mob psychology directed to a single purpose.  Thus after the 1920 election when the public rejected joining Wilson’s League of Nations, a big belief of Wilsonites, it was determined to create an organization to function on Creel’s principles to direct the nation’s psyche toward the desired goal.  This organization was the CFR- Council On Foreign Relations.

At the same time one of Creel’s staffers, the Jew Edward Bernays acting on the behest of the AJC- American Jewish Committee- formed a campaign that in combination with the Anti-Defamation League of B’nai B’rith took the same propagandistic approach to control the American psyche in relation to its attitude toward the Jewish people.

Bernays was the nephew of Sigmund Freud through Freud’s wife.  Freud joined the B’nai B’rith in 1895 as his psycho-analytic career commenced.  B’nai B’rith, founded in the US in 1843, became a vast international organization.  Freud came to their Vienna lodge which he attended religiously throughout his life in Vienna.  Through the B’nai B’rith he became a prime mover in Jewish affairs.  It would seem inevitable that his psychological experience would be put to use through the B’nai B’rith.  Bernays himself visited his Uncle Sigmund in Vienna undoubtedly learning much at the feet of this supreme Jewish guru.  Freud entrusted him with several works for translation into English.  Thus, Edward Bernays became one of the top public relations propagandists in the twenties thirties and forties influencing many American mores and habits.

In the course of things both groups, the CFR and the Jewish organizations joined forces combining efforts while making Jewish prerogatives their main objective as in this article by Richard J. Evans.

Out of office for the twelve years of the Republican Interregnum they were less effective, slow to get moving, but after sabotaging Hoover’s four years in office they were getting their man Franklin Delano Roosevelt  into office along with a whole phalanx or two of very effective Jewish operatives and goyish acolytes trained by the Harvard law professor Felix Frankfurter.  He was rewarded with an appointment to the ‘Jewish seat’ of the Supreme Court when the ‘American Isaiah’ Justice Brandeis died.

FDR, of course, had the most controversial presidency in American history but by the end of his career in 1945 the CFR and Jews were firmly in control by controlling the American psyche.  By 1945, of course, they realized that you don’t have to put an issue up for discussion, you could just present the public with a fait accompli and the public would accept it.   Hence, unlike the debate over the League Of Nations that ended so disastrously for them the country was presented by the fact that the United Nations was in existence.

Thus, the narrative Mr. Evans, employed by the CFR, follows in his article concerning the post-war German psyche is that of the CFR and the Jews with the Jews being the ultimate beneficiary.

Mr. Evans and the CFR confess as much in the closing words of Mr. Evans commissioned article:

Quote:

The party (AfD) has said that it wants to end Germany’s sense of responsibility for the German past, but with so many solid and prominent memorials to the victims (Jews only) of Nazism scattered across the land, from the Stolpersteine to the concentration camp memorials, it is difficult to see how that would happen.  Such physical reminders of the crimes of Hitler and the Nazis confront Germans every day; and while a small minority may not like this, they have no choice but to put up with it.  When it comes to accepting the sins of the past there is, in the end, no alternative for Germany.

Unquote.

An interesting passage, a singular narrative shared by the CFR and the Jews.  Germany, that is, all Germans, must pay for the past, a past which after all, Americans, Jews, Russians, yes, even the English and French contributed their share of horrendous evils.  Thus, the Germans are selected as scapegoats to bear the sins and crimes of humanity.  Jesus on the Rhine.  Now, as the Jews point out about themselves, the crimes of a few Jews do not reflect on all Jews.  Their personal morality does not apply to the Germans.  The Third Reich was not erected in an European vacuum.  Indeed, was it not erected in reaction to horrors perpetrated by Jews and their Communist allies in Hungary, the Crimea and Russia itself?  Were not Russians  crucified on telegraph poles along hundreds of miles of railroad tracks.  It is said that chemicals were applied to hands causing them to shrink, come loose and flap in the wind at the wrists.  Is that not as or more insane than any concentration camp?  Is that not a European holocaust to equal any Jewish holocaust?

There is no use in denying any of these horrendous crimes anymore than there is any use in denying the Jewish holocaust.  They are all well documented but carefully suppressed except for the Jewish holocaust which is endlessly accentuated.  They are well documented but carefully suppressed by the Jews in order to maintain their innocent victimhood.  This cauldron of hatred and crime had been committed well before Hitler became Hitler and the Nazis assumed power.  Were not these crimes as horrible that they had to be denied, had to be suppressed no less than the meager crimes of the Nazis?

Are the German people expected, like American Whites and Negroes, to accept full responsibility for a world they never made but only came into?   No.  Absolutely not.  No living person is responsible.  Reject the notion out of hand.

As Mr. Evans article implies, are the Germans expected to pick up flails like the Medieval flagellants and stumble (stolper) through the world flagellating their backs while crying something like:  Woe is me, I didn’t put the Jews above me.  Something like the Wandering Jew of legend continually roaming the world until the Second Coming?  Are we jesting?

To quote Mr. Evans:  A small minority might not like this, they have no choice but to put up with it.’  A small minority might not like this?  A vast majority does not like this but only a small minority has the courage to brave prison sentences by objecting.

They have no choice?  Ah, but they do have a choice; they can put their stick in the spokes of an unjust ruling minority and bring the evil machine to a stop.  They can demand an end to this nonsense; they can demand the equity of the rest of Europe, that includes the Jews, who demand that they accept their emasculation and become eunuchs, useless drones.  And who is the beneficiary of this crime against humanity?  Self-righteous Whites  and bumptious Jews.  I get nothing out of this crime.  Do you?

Friday, January 5, 2018

Attack Of The Massagetae


A Short Story

The Attack Of The Massagetae

by

R.E. Prindle

 

While it is quite true that life is never easy there are moments that stand out as so insane as to be beyond belief.  Truth and fiction.  A writer can write any absurdity, any nonsense, any seeming impossibility he wants but there is always a real life situation that goes beyond it.  Madness lurks in the human mind.

Man is a vile beast.  This story goes to prove it.

Dewey was walking up to the seeming perfect love nest he and Vanesa had found in the Marin County town of Larkspur.  The place had been the perfect dwelling to start their life as newlyweds.  They had been overjoyed to find it.  Now two weeks after their return from that honeymoon that tranquility had been blasted.

It was with heavy reluctant steps Dewey trudged up the lower slope of Mt. Tamalpais.  He had to tell Vanessa that he had been fired from his job.  He had been fired unjustly by a sadistic boss who was visiting his own early experience on another but in this world of seemings and appearances the accusation was immaterial and unprovable.  The stark fact was that in his first month as a provider he had proved inadequate to the task.

Worse still was the knowledge that his former employer would blacklist him.  He had a high hurdle to clear.

He turned the corner to begin the steeper climb to the duplex which lay in the sunshine above the lowering foggy skies on the level.  As he climbed the steps to the porch he noted a rucksack beside the door.

Staring at it curiously he opened the door to find a man intimidating Vanessa.   The man glowered at Vanessa with obvious rape on his mind.

‘What’s going on here?’  Dewey said, repeating a phrase he had once heard a sheriff use, stepping between the man and Vanessa.

‘Get out of here, man.  Didn’t you see my rucksack by the door?’

‘I think you’ve made an obvious miscalculation, pal, you’re in the wrong place at the wrong time.’  Dewey stated in a firm voice but puzzled at the chutzpah of the man.

‘I said get out!  Didn’t you see my rucksack by the door?  You can come back when I’m finished.

‘Yeah.  I saw your rucksack.  Leave now.’

‘I’ll leave when I’ve done what I’ve come for!  Don’t you know what that rucksack means, ignoramus?  Amongst the ancient Massagetae of Scythia all women were the common property of the men.  When a warrior was visiting a woman he planted his spear at the entrance of her hut.  No one, not even her husband, interrupted the man until he finished and left.  My rucksack is the equivalent of that spear!’

‘You’re quoting Herodotus to me to justify raping my wife, you scumbag.

Dewey’s left arm shot up straight, finger pointing to the door.  ‘Get out.’  He shouted his voice quavering between rage and wonder at the man’s unparalleled chutzpah.

‘I will not. I…’

‘You will!  Call the police honey.’  Dewey asked Vanessa taking care to not give her name away to the creep.

Vanessa still paralyzed from fear merely fluttered her hands but the man realized his game was up.

‘You uncivil bastard!’ He said, moving toward the door.  ‘When word of this gets out your name will be mud around here.’

‘If word gets out Jack, You’ll have the police at your door.  Only a fool would advertise that he’s a criminal.’

The man began to really move toward the door snatching up his rucksack as he passed through.  ‘God, I hate a prick.’  He called back over his shoulder.

He walked on the down the hill where he was met by two confederates, Sammy Glick and Steve Levine.

‘Didn’t go over too well, eh, Jack.’  Smiled Sammy as though the matter had been a big joke.

‘What a prick!  He wasn’t as dumb as we thought.  He knew our routine came from Herodotus.  I tried to brave him down but he wouldn’t go for it.’

‘Yeah, we know.  We were watching from the trees across the street.  You looked a little shaken when you left though.  Did he pull a gun?’  Steve ventured.

‘He wanted to call the police and accuse me of attempted rape.  I tried to intimidate him by saying we’d smear his name in the neighborhood when we got the word out but he said if I talked about it the police would be at my door.  Now it think about it, it was really close.  If he calls the cops they may see it as attempted rape.’

‘Don’t worry.  He doesn’t know your name.  Well smear him some other way.’  Sammy said.  ‘Steve, you go down to the head of the street in case the police do come.  When they do, stop them.  By that time I’ll have something thought up.  Some outrageous chutzpah, don’t worry.’

‘Man, It’s really too bad though.  She’s a choice little piece.’

‘Yeah, I know, nice ass, big jugs.  Besides it would have been the funniest thing.  I imagined this thing where every night when he came home one of us would be in there with her, our ‘staff’ at the door.  I could just see the prick sitting on his stoop waiting fur us to finish.’  Sammy chuckled low down in his throat.  ‘Wouldn’t that be a gas?’

Sammy saw himself as a big clever man triumphing over his lesser.  Such was morality in the California of 1963.  It was going to get worse.  Back in the house Dewey comforted Vanessa who was quite shaken.  To have this insanity crushed on top of Dewey being fired came close to breaking his spirit.  As vile as he knew the world to be he was stunned to find it as sick as this.  He still had a long life of learning ahead of him

He didn’t call the police because the police had never listened to him before.  He saw no reason for them to do so now.

‘I don’t think he’ll be back, Vanessa, but if he does have the police number memorized and call them immediately.  Yell out the window to Trudy downstairs.  Throw something at him.’

Dewey still had to find a convenient time to tell her he’d been fired.

Saturday, December 23, 2017

A Review: Foreign Affairs Magazine Jan.-Feb. 2018 Issue


A Review:  Foreign Affairs Magazine

Jan.-Feb. 2018 Issue

The Undead Past: How Nations

Confront The Evils Of History

by

R.E. Prindle

Part I

 

In this issue of the official gazette of the CFR (Council On Foreign Relations) the Editors examine the moanings of those citizens of the world who believe the past still lives and of those who feel no obligation to mourn the doings of previous centuries but yet must suffer the torments of hell forever for what are deemed the sins of their fathers.  May heaven deliver the latter from the former.

Perhaps the model for those who live their lives in hatred for the dead past whose deeds have never affected them are the Jews who even today bemoan, and make for a narrative for their lives, the deeds of a long forgotten king named Haman who existed some twenty-five hundred years ago in a society that ceased to exist at about the same time.  Haman’s descendants have disappeared in the ceaseless flow of time, yet his memory is deplored in the Haman shrieks in synagogues across the world today.

The CFR seems possessed, I believe possessed is the right word, by events that can have no other than a ghostly effect on them.  In this issue of Foreign Affairs the Editors examine the feelings of the walking dead suffering from the Undead Past that haunts the corridors of their minds.
How do nations handle the sins of their fathers and mothers?  Take genocide, or slavery, or political mass murder.  After such knowledge what forgiveness—and what way forward?
 
Are the Editors deranged?  Nations don’t handle anything, the people do.  And once you’re dealing with citizens, you can examine their psychology to put matters into a correct perspective.  They believe their angst is universal throughout the population, or should be.  Nothing can be further from the truth.  A very large proportion of the people have no such qualms as these.  Legions of us do not share the Editors’ sense of guilt or shame.

Any rational person is well aware that human passions can be inscrutable while there are no innocents.  Let the dead past bury its dead.  Have done with them.  Life is for the living.  Those sayings do not require quotes, they live throughout history as well as today.   The Editors continue:

The Germans have a word for it, of course:  Vergungenheitsbewaltigung, or “coming to terms with the past.”  But the concept is applicable far beyond the Nazis—as Americans belatedly recognized when Robert E. Lee shot to the front of the culture wars last August after the riots in Charlottesville, Virginia.
 

To acknowledge ‘culture wars’ means that the Editors do recognize that by the term Americans, they mean that there is no monolithic America.  Not all Americans think as the Editors do.  The others, the Deplorables, to use Hillary Clintons term of abuse are misguided animals who don’t count and, moreover, shouldn’t, must never count.  They are people who shame this great democracy of theirs.  The Hillbillies, the Rednecks, the unwashed, knuckle dragging ignorami, the off scourings of humanity.

The Editors ignore not only their own faulty bigoted psychology but project it onto others.

Not surprisingly the Editors’ lead article is entitled ‘America’s Original Sin’.  Even less surprising they have chosen as their advocate the dread locked Negro female, Harvard’s so=called historian, Annette Gordon-Reed.

Miss Reed is unmistakably an Affirmative Action hire from the African-American studies department.  Her article takes the form of a complaint as one might expect.  Her understandings reflect her grievances:  America has never lived up to its high flown rhetoric of the Constitution while she believes that slavery lives on in White Supremacists’ hearts as it does in her’s and her Negro fellows.  White Supremacists do not want to re-enslave the Negro, they want to send them back to Africa.  A subtle difference.  Miss Gordon-Reed continues:

Consider, by contrast, what might have happened had there been Irish chattel slavery in North America.  Irish suffered pervasive discrimination and were subjected to crude and cruel stereotypes about their alleged inferiority, but they were never kept as slaves.  Had they been freed, there is every reason to believe they would have had an easier time assimilating into American culture than have African-Americans.  Their enslavement would be a major historical fact, but it would likely not have created a legacy so firmly tying the past to the present as did African Chattel slavery.  Indeed, the descendants of white indentured servants [slaves] blended into society, and today suffer no stigma because of their ancestors’ social condition.
 

Let us examine the above quote.  Miss Gordon-Reed obviously believes that Whites look down on Negroes because the race was once enslaved in America.  I have never heard any White demean Negroes because the race had once been slaves.

In fact, as Miss Gordon-Reed admits, and as I have maintained elsewhere, that the real issue is that masters were White.  As she points out slavery before had always been of the same race so there was no racial inferiority contrast.  Thus, when Lincoln emancipated the Negroes they ceased being slaves but remained Negroes.  The issue was not former servitude but race.  Of course in any society a former slave would take about three generations to live down the stigma, but Negroes were outside that convention because, she says, of race.

Nor, was it a simple matter of ceasing to be slaves that was the problem.  In ancient Rome the Romans enslaved the culturally superior Greeks.  The Greeks were advanced thinkers compared to the Romans, thus they became the instructors of the Romans even though slaves.  One must compare that situation with Negro slaves who had nothing to offer Whites except their labor.  As the Greeks were superiors to the Romans, the Whites were far and away superior to the Negroes.  And therein lies the problem.

While Negroes were relatively few in numbers before 1800 they represented about 20% of the population.  Then in 1794 Eli Whitney patented the cotton gin making cotton growing on a mass scale viable.  This created the need for increased importation of Negroes.  This coincided with the ban on the importation of Negroes in 1808 but the importation went on illegally.  Thus there was a phenomenal increase of the number of Negroes until 1860.  When Lincoln emancipated the slaves, then, perhaps a majority of Negroes were fresh from the jungle being totally unacquainted with civilization.  These were some rude dudes, raw recruits, as it were. 

Lincoln perhaps took this into account but the abolitionists didn’t.  Hence when the real invasion of the South by the North took place during Reconstruction (that is one terrifying word) and the Negroes were placed over the Whites the juxtaposition of qualities was unnatural, intolerable to the Whites, it could not be allowed to go on.

If the Greeks had revolted against the Romans and the roles were reversed that would have still been two very capable peoples.  The horror of being placed under the governance of such a motley crew was palpable.  Thus from 1865 to 1877 deprived of all rights by Northern bigots while suffering under Negroes who in nearly all cases could neither read nor write while being linguistically inarticulate.  There is small wonder that Jim Crow succeeded slavery.

The situation is, perhaps, an unpleasant reality, but something that Miss Gordon-Reed as a historian should have taken into some account.  As a polemicist she is free to speak as wildly as she likes but being a Negro does not excuse her as an historian.  Certainly, the Editors of Foreign Affairs could see this.  She is not an historian and not up to what people believe are the standards of America’s foremost university.

 Her handling of the Irish situation also betrays a near complete lack of understanding.  She has no grasp of the racial problems of the Irish and English, that is, the Celts and the Germans.  Those racial problems far anteceded any Negro-White relations.  While the Irish may not have been chattel slaves on the North American continent they surely were in the New World.  The English Puritan Cromwell having overrun Ireland rounded up tens of thousands of Irish and sold them into chattel slavery in the Caribbean Islands where they worked the fields until death alongside Negro chattel slaves.

Further, something that Miss Gordon-Reed should take into account is that Negroes in Africa were sold by the Chiefs to the Whites.  Nobody beat the bush for them to drag them from the jungles. In contrast, Cromwell, as it were, stole the Irish in much the same way that the Nazis rounded up the Jews.  There was no compensation paid to anyone for the Irish.

Now, while Miss Gordon-Reed claims some sort of solidarity with the Negroes of the US, I also claim solidarity with my fellow Whites now so meanly treated.  If she can claim an injury done to them as an injury done to her, I claim the same with the White slaves of the Caribbean.  And that doesn’t exclude now  non-Irish White indentured slaves on the North American continent.

Still further, English waifs and unprotected children as well as any unwary adults were taken from the streets of England’s cities, transported to the colonies and sold lock, stock and barrel in the colonies.

If she has read R.L. Stevenson’s Kidnapped she will see that the protagonist was intended to be sold in the colonies, saved only by a shipwreck.  I hope that Miss Gordon-Reed can empathize with me as I do with her.  Our pain is mutual.

Over all Miss Gordon-Reed has a thick headed inability to place matters in context which distorts and invalidates her analysis,

One thing she fails to understand is that the South was not responsible for chattel slavery.  Southerners never went looking for Negro slaves.  That was done by New England sea captains.  In the early years the trafficking was between Africa, South America and the Caribbean islands.  Only when the American colonies had been settled, as an afterthought unsold Africans were taken to North America seeking to make a new market and palmed off on the Whites.  Originally Negro slavery was legal and practiced in all the English colonies.  Only gradually was it rejected colony by colony while still being practiced under one legal pretext or another in several Northern States at the time of the Civil War.

Miss Gordon-Reed quotes Alexander Stephens, VP of the Confederate States thusly:

The prevailing ideas entertained by (Jefferson) and most of the leading statesmen at the time of the formation of the old (US) constitution (not the Confederate one) were that enslavement of the African was in violation of the laws of nature; that it was wrong in principle, socially, morally, and politically….Those ideas, however, were fundamentally wrong.  They relied upon the assumption of the equality of the races.  This was in error.
 

And so, there we get to the crux of the problem Miss Gordon-Reed admitted when she complained that never before had one race enslaved another race.  Mr. Stephens thought that the great truth was that the Negro was not equal to the White man.  Now, this remains the issue today.  Is there a fundamental difference between the two races?

It may be true that the two races are fungible but is that the true quality that unites the races or does it just mean that evolution has not reached the point negating fungibility?

The Southern observation seems to have been proven by science although for social and political reasons those scientific facts are being suppressed.  Indeed, any expression of them is severely and criminally punished.  The very scientist who discovered DNA, James Watson, at 90 years of age, had his life and career destroyed and his achievements wiped from the books when he mildly responded to a question about racial differences between Whites and Blacks that the news coming out of Africa was not good.

Is it possible to denounce a scientist of preeminent achievements based solely on a few innocuous words like ‘it doesn’t look good?  Not by any people revering the Constitution such as Miss Gordon-Reed claims to be here.  The crime against Mr. Watson was committed out of sheer bigotry.

So, while I understand fully the motivations of the Editors of the CFR magazine, Foreign Affairs, and while I think Miss Gordon-Reed is undoubtedly a wonderful person the CFR should have chosen a more qualified historian to express their opinion which is all Miss Gordon-Reed has done.  It has been done before; it wasn’t necessary to do it again.  We all know the story.