Douglas Mercer
December 21 2024
Continued from Empyrean (Part Six)
THE JEWS
Now that we are no longer living on borrowed time, now that time is not slipping through our fingers—now that we have time on our hands from time to time some of us Old Professors like to sit around and chit chat and play that oldest of games: What If? Had Julius Caesar never been slain in the Capitol? Had Jesus Christ been left alone to preach his inconsequential doctrine? Had Napoleon taken Russia intact? Indeed it was Louis Geoffroy’s Napoleon And The Conquest Of the World (1836) which kicked off the genre of alternative history and was a book that fascinated me in my youth.
It was this novel which led me to ponder synarchism (harmonious rule) for in it the French Emperor defeats England and ushers in wise, enlightened and durable leadership on a united planet. In 1886 Charles Bernard Renouvier penned Uchronia in which he follows the labyrinth set by the idea of what would have happened had the Nerva-Antonine dynasty banned Christians; it was this book too that set me off on my path of thinking, that great men with great foresight could dream of planetary domination and a world without Jews. Of course it was just fiction when I burrowed under my lamp in the 1930s but as the English like to say, and we Germans have proven, with a will there is always a way. History may be the mother of truth but we have become its fathers.
Of course the question foremost on our minds was what would have happened had Stalingard gone the other way? What if Paulus had lost? What if the Sixth Army had been fatefully encircled? On this subject I can speak from the authority of one who was present, and I can say that there were days and hours where the fate of our world hung by a thread—and if the stark sisters had snipped this rather than that string disaster would have been a reality. We all agreed that Europe, old Europe, our Europe would have gone under. America and Russia would have quickly fallen out and the madness of nuclear bombs would have led to morbid fear on the earth.
America and Russia having become Jewish states it would have been the Jewish Century, and the two sides of Jewish life (capitalism and communism) would have fought their masquerade war. Mainly the problem would have been that there were two powers rather than one as we have---and other powers like China might have arisen. The Jews in America having their cause célèbre in what we did to them—with their powerful Press Organs what outrageous lies would they have told!—the International Criminal Tribe would have become sacred martyrs and a ritual talisman. And a chastened American Republic would have let the old Equalitarian ethos vanquish the old Settler ideology—the ideology of our race. The idea of race having been vanquished how all the devils would have got loose and have evolved and more than likely the negros would have been set free a second time---and after that the deluge.
No doubt accompanying this would have been great movements of freedom and as we have long since known the freedom as conceived by an American combined with human nature and the technology of science---is a lethal menagerie, a witch’s brew. Indeed when I see the true freedom of our German young, so brave and so uninhibited but so respectful and orderly as well I think that in America a wave of dire consequence would have been set off like a chain reaction—goaded by the Jewish Press—waves of anomie and individualism and alienation and social problems galore----and the inevitable Jewish dream of decadence and race mixing. And of course any mixed race population will perforce need to be controlled—having no inner solidarity and no inner moral compass---and would be so controlled by constant surveillance and by an inundation of mind-numbing entertaining trivia, by false media and by drugs and by massive propaganda efforts about “happiness.” A raving New World fit only for beggars.
Certainly on the back of Jewish squealing and victimhood the old dream of a Jewish State would have been revived and executed, but not as a siphoning off the dregs but as a statelet of Great Power under the auspices of the United States. With this viper in its bosom the earth would have been a planet of fear in which various nuclear armed powers vied for supremacy. For while the masses were being fed their lies and their drugs the powers would appear to be battling for victory; but in concert they would really be advancing the enslavement of the world as the elites banned together to crush opposition even as they played the Kabuki dance of “power struggle.”
Now the war would seem to be one of “production” and not arms but all the while the wealth of the world would drift upwards as men and women were impoverished even as they were told that they were one planet, and one people. For it was this that was Hitler’s cardinal insight; now that the means for planetary domination were in place the rulers had to be unified and unified by people with a true questing spirit of the sacredness of the earth—otherwise the last men, the drone men, those of the ant and anti-culture, the hive of insects would rein and treat men like machines and the earth like a gas station. Time or course has proven him right and the free and easy winds that blow on earth in even its more benighted parts now shows this in its completion. As we sipped more of our coffee someone laughed and said that he shudders to think of it, but this—thank the gods—was not to be earth’s fate.
If I viewed my rendition of Christianity with distaste my précis on the Jews will be rather more workmanlike and done in cold blood. Now that we have had our Oak Sacrifice and the dream of a Jew Free Europe has been achieved one might think that I am dredging up rumors---but the history needs to told, for the final time, for the last time. A colleague of mine called this my Bill Of Indictment---a list of charges (the verdict is guilty). And one can see how in that alternate world these same facts might have been twisted—for rhetoric can often confuse who is good and who is bad---but history is the mother of truth and a patient historian can with clear eyes disentangle anything. Do the victor’s always write the history? Surely, and thank the gods, for we know it best, having made it.
The Jews (there are still millions of them, mostly in the United States though they are of course much less vocal than they were formerly) in the quiet of their homes will probably tell you that they too were formed in the mists of time. Perhaps. But when they came on the historical scene they did so in arms—ideological arms—and declared themselves by their actions to be unremittingly hostile to the Aryan races. They say when Rome was entering its senescence the matrons of Rome made a big thing of this religion and a more sorry spectacle than a wizened patrician foregoing her people’s gods is scarcely to be imagined. To objective eyes the Jews might have seemed a nuisance or a bizarre oddity, but sharper minds saw the threat; we see Cicero before the law court satirizing the Jews, saying he must keep his voice down lest they hear him---setting the prototype that a few Jews could have such awesome power.
The noble Romans saw them for what they were—haters of mankind---for the other of the Aryans race when the met saw that the gods they revered might go by other names—one had Jupiter and another Zeus, one had Neptune and another Poseidon--- but everyone educated knew that these were just differing names for the holy---just projections of our minds—but what they represented was real. But in comes the Jew and refuses—the Jews has his God, he is set in the holy of holies—in a bare white space that is secluded—and what is more---he has the Truth! This risible nonsense combined with the barely concealed contempt that the Jews had for our people were designed to lead to warfare for while our people can be patient our patience has its limits. No, make no mistake about it when the Jews first wandered into Europe they declared war on us—and surreptitious war is the most dangerous war of all.
For the Romans elite a posting in Jerusalem was the dregs, it was hot and dusty and the Jews were an obnoxious, backward and recalcitrant people, and worse orders from home were that you had to treat them with kid gloves lest all hell break loose. When Jesus went before Pilate he was asked a direct question by the solid Roman man: are you king of the Jews? But when caught no Jew can just own it so he answered the question with a question which is no answer at all saying: is this your own question or did others put this notion in your head? They then had their quarrel about what Truth is, something no Jew is prepared to answer and, naturally frustrated, Pilate simply sends him out the lime pit. For the Jews writ large something similar happened, just as Jesus predicted (well it was put in his mouth after it happened and ex post facto is not clairvoyance—truth is truth but fiction is fiction) the city would be demolished by the thundering Romans. What happened was that the Romans, after displaying unearthly and probably unwarranted patience, finally got fed up with the Jews and so simply decimated the lot of them.
That prediction about not one stone upon one stone being left was not quite accurate; they left the wailing wall figuring that it was just detritus—but Jews being Jews they will prey on garbage and call it a rallying cry. We ended up toppling and razing it in 1948 just in the name of German thoroughgoingness or for a lark, take your choice. But of course in truth those noble Romans left the job undone, something inconceivable for the German. For they had scotched the snake not killed it and a million and more Jews still lurked in Europe proper and so the Jews turned from a building to a book, made an inner migration as the joke runs. The moral of the story is of course that when you have the chance to wipe the Jews off the map do it and leave no stone upturned.
What happened in Rome was that the Romans gave them concession after concession. They did not like the standards shown in the holy place? Why, Rome would withdraw them. Once they had hundreds of Jews in an enclosed space and tried to reason with them and they threatened to all slit their own throats; instead of calling their bluff, if bluff it was, the Romans backed down. Once a Roman centurion no doubt bored with the posting up on a rampart lifted his kilt and emitted flatulence; the Jews rent their garments so much at what they took to be unholy wind that the Romans were forced to execute the man. In truth other than death how can you deal with such a people? Later the Russians were to learn the simple truth that such accommodation only emboldens the Jews in his obstinacy; as for the Romans they finally did in AD 70 what they should have done decades previously: level the place.
In the Middle Ages of course the Jews infiltrated Europe and (to their eternal shame) the ruling elites colluded with the Jews because they had the money. It was Napoleon who lamented the Jews were ravening his country but what could he do—he needed their money! Of course over time the people rose up and the leaders were forced to expel them but like the bad penny they always came crawling back in. When they were extirpated from Spain the New World was conquered but then the Spanish equivocated in their Inquisition by allowing the Jews who converted to remain; they had not yet learned the lesson that became normal by 1900 that the profession of a creed is nothing; it was race that mattered. Cromwell let the Jews back in England because he too needed the money; but the Puritans (those world historical lunatics) were so dedicated to their religion that they considered themselves Jews; as did those who colonized Massachusetts, looking to set up a city on a hill rather than an outpost of men.
But even given these depredations had one in 1800 set up to write a history of Europe the vile Criminal Tribe might have been worth a small chapter or so at most, a historical afterthought or oddity; but by 1900 they had run their scarlet red so thoroughly throughout our lands that they would have to be addressed at every turn. First Napoleon was fooled when the Jews told him they were Frenchman not Jews—and he took them at their word. And so the long 19th century was marred by the fits and starts of giving the Jews their civil rights, something the great Goethe counseled against as he said if we did so they would never spare us, a prophecy clear and true. And so they became journalists, writers, and artists and soon shed their hats and curls and dressed in suits which made them seem almost indistinguishable from our race, but inside the time bomb of hate ticked its fatal hands. It was to be a tuition form which we nearly never escaped.
Then by one of those simple twists of fate a great tragedy arose. When the Czar was assassinated a cascade of events fell out which seemed to be as if some kind of evil demon were at the helm. The number of assassins who were Jewish is debated but as all things dealing with the Jews is irrelevant---the Jews set up machines of subversion—the Protocols talk of killing King and Queens—and find dupes of our race to carry it out. The fact that Dostoevsky lived right next to the conspirators and did not turn them in is all one needs to know So much for our Ultra! For all his eloquent anti-semitism he was a fanatic Christian which is just a Jew wearing the clothing of a sheep.
The real upshot of this event was the fact that finally a real man came to power—our revered Alexander 2—a man from whom we learned much and who was certainly not going to make the mistake of his uncle. His only fault was that he did not live long enough to see his motherland into a solid future. As everyone knows his grandson proved a sniveling coward and it was a well judged statement that when he ascended someone said: now the leap in the dark. All the way down into it in fact.
The assassination of Alexander 2 was perhaps earth’s pivotal event until our own accession in 1933 and Victory an even ten years later. For in the wake of it came what were known as pogroms—that is the Russian peasant giving free reign to their justified rage. The killing was but a pretext but years of double dealing and Fagin like money-lending and extortion had had their toll—and violence ensued. Of course the Jews always have more cards up their sleeves and when things turn sour due to their malevolence they search the world for new dupes to snow, and more lush hunting grounds in which to hunker down and roam, that is new blood to suck.
In this case it was their monopoly of the World News organs which blared the information that the Jews were suffering yet again at the hands of the barbarians---words meant to stir the soft hearts of any Western Intellectual steeped in a mildewed hangover from the religion he had long since lost belief in. And “backwards Russia” and a “recrudescence” was on their minds and that insipid Jewess played the correct note for these simpering fools with her claptrap about the “tired and poor”—a truly compelling bit of Jewish snickering agitation—and soon in a massive wave of folly the golden gates were opened, and the Trojan Horse made it was across the Atlantic to the New Colossus. I have read the lists and I see that between 1880 and the start of World War I in 1914, about 2,000,000 Yiddish-speaking Ashkenazi Jews immigrated from Diaspora communities in Eastern Europe and entered America. 2 million by the gods! What had they been thinking? Had they been thinking? And as sure as no good deed goes unthinking the Jews repaid this kindness not in kind but with war.
From my American friends I have learned of the Rube Goldberg machine which is defined as a fantastically improvised apparatus---a kind of ricochet of history: the Czar is killed, exaggerations of programs are bruited about, 2 million Jews migrate to America, Jews begin to own movie studios and newspapers, Jews take over the foreign policy starting in 1933---and the blast furnace of America is given through Lend and Lease and a second fratricidal Aryan race is ignited. This is stripped down history but I can tell you in our fog enshrouded forests I have all the time I need to think---and by now history is child’s play. It’s why I tell my friends who are historians that they should now be ashamed of their calling for by now even a monkey could perform the feat.
Continued at Empyrean (Part Eight)
