Our Lady Of The Blues
From Gaia To Maia
This too is an established Jewish custom. Things don’t absolutely have to be done in the manner in which they are being done. When the Jews invaded Egypt they began to slaughter the sacred animals which the Egyptians had protected for millennia. The Jews saw no reason for the custom so they rudely pushed Egyptian mores aside. This habit is repeated in every country they invade. The peoples can learn to do it the Jewish way which they feel is the way of God.
By 1899 they were over 10% of the population of Vienna which is where critical mass begins. Musceling into the cultural life of the city they acquired a disproportianate number of seats in symphony orchestras. As in Chaldea and Egypt they assumed that the Semitist style of playing was superior to that of Kultur. As music in Germania occupied an analogous position to astronomy in Chaldea and magic in Egypt the Jews naturally assumed that they were better musicians than the Germans although music had never played a large part in their culture before.
As the scientific demands of music are greater than ancient astronomy and magic the Jews were never able to muster a composer of the first rank although their instrumentalists dominated the stage. But then all the empresarios were Jewish so they would necessarily hear with the Jewish ear or intellect. Even today the Jews believe that without the Semitist intellect the orchestras of Europe sound nowhere as good as before the Holocaust.
They estalished their own newspapers and publishing houses. They used them to defame anyone who dissented from their program.
Without physical resources they had to resort to psychological means to disarm their opponents. They had to ‘psyche’ them out. Anyone who opposed or criticised them was branded an anti-Semite. Thus German nationalists became, if not criminals, at least, pariahs in their own land. The Austrian reaction to Jewish nationalism was extremely violent giving expression to itself only after the Anschluss.
These German defense forces were active and powerful during the period from approx. 1890 to 1914. After 1918 the resistance to the Jewish invasion crumpled everywhere. The Millennial Revolution was going swimmingly. Jews assumed the top positions or became dominantly influential in nearly all governments including that of the United States. The Jewish invasion was for all practical purposes a success.
Two men were born into this Viennese environment that would have a profound impact on world history: Sigmund Freud and Adolf Hitler.
Freud’s main desire was to become a great man. this idea was planted in his intellect by his Christian nurse as a child. He succeeded in doing this in the field of psychology. Freud was himself an immoral man nor does he advocate morality for others. He advocates an unbridled self-indulgence. Like he says: Life is short. To succeed in one’s aims it is permissable to use criminal means. The Mafia believes the same thing.
As a mature man he was schooled in the tradition of Anton Mesmer from whom modern psychology descends. He was heavily indebted to the teaching of the French psychologist Jean Martin Charcot as well as to the school of Nancy. His own approach was an adaptation of their methods. He at first used Mesmerism or hypnotism as did the schools of Paris and Nancy but later abandoned pure hypnotism is favor of the self suggestion or free association. Hypnotism as a result went into a period of disfavor although applications for it are being found once again.
He got his real start by insinuating himself into the good graces of Josef Breuer whose work he very nearly appropriated. Having plundered Breuer he broke off with him never speaking to him for the rest of Breuer’s life. Thus does conscience make villains of us all.
Unable to admit his indebtedness to his teachers he repudiated their influence acting as though he had evolved his theories out of whole cloth. As an aspect of his character he was unable to suffer any criticism or advancement of his ideas by others. He eventually acrimoniously broke with any of his associates with intelligence and independence.
Freud was a Jew which is to say devoutly so. He did not consider himself an Austrian or German but an ethnic Jew. He believed in the supremacy of the Jewish people.
The most revealing anecdote concerning him was that as a child he was walking with his father who told him how when he was a young man he was wearing a new hat when a Gentile knocked it off his head into the street.
‘What did you do?’ Freud asked breathlessly expecting the answer to be that his father knocked the Gentile down.
‘I went out into the street and picked it up.’ His father replied.
Freud then lost all respect for his father which troubled him greatly throughout his life and in his vision of psychology for he wrote: ‘I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father protector.’ His dad wasn’t it.
So Freud’s own psychic needs distorted his approach from one of Science as Jung claimed to one based on his personal needs. He falsely maintained that the father figure is the most important in a man’s life. When his disciple Otto Rank had the courage to correctly insist that the mother was the most important Freud drummed him out of the ranks.
Disappointed by his own father he took as a surrogate father figure Hamilcar Barca, the father of Hannibal. Hamilcar Barca having suffered an injury at the hands of the Romans made his son swear on his sword, which is only a substitute for the penis, that he would avenge him on the Romans. Clearly Freud would have promised his dad to avenge him on the Europeans if he had asked.
Curiously Freud doesn’t carry Hannibal’s story through to its conclusion. The Romans exterminated the Carthaginians and razed their city.
Freud’s lapses in the application of his psychology are very peculiar. Having discovered the psychological compulsion to repeat he applied it neither to himself nor to his people. He might have saved the Jews much suffering if he had. In his desire to avenge his father he became a central figure in the millennial period of 1913-28 which ended in yet another attempt to exterminate the Jews.
Post-exilic history for the Jews began rather favorably. They returned to Palestine just as the Middle Eastern empires were entering a time of troubles. The succeeding Hellensitic period left them more or less independent until in 186 BC the Seleucids interfered in their internal affairs. Under the Maccabbees the Jews were able to defeat the relatively weak Seleucid Emperors who were besieged on all sides. The victory gave them a feeling of invincibility.
The feeling was shattered by the Romans.
The Jews tried again and failed in seventeenth century Europe.
Their third repeated attempt was 1913-28 Europe.
Freud made the incredible mind boggling statement on the eve of the Bolshevik, or Jewish, Revolution in Russia: We tell ourselves that anyone who has succeeded in educating himself to truth about himself is permanently defended against the danger of immorality even though the standard of morality may differ in some respects from that which is customary in society. He then goes on to say especially since the existing standards of morality are beneath contempt.
Thus he advocates a private, personal, obviously self-serving morality as superior to any ideal morality that has evolved over millennia.
What could Freud, knowing of the imperfect nature of man, have found so objectionable about the existing morality? It can only have been that it was based on European traditions and not Freud’s own.
The birth of modern Judaism was caused by the rise of the European Scientific attitude. Science was the sole creation of Europeans with which Jews had nothing to do. Prior to the Enlightenment in their arguments with Roman Catholicism the Jews had not only been equals but superiors. As the creator of the corpus followed by the Church the Jews were in a better postion to undertand and interpret it through the repository of the Talmud.
When as a result of the Enlightenment Scientific Europeans left the puerile biblical debates behind the Jews were hopelessly medieval. The Talmud, so effective against the Bible, was worthless against Science. The more intelligent or, perhaps, less traditional Jews began to reorganize Judaism to meet the Scientific times. This left them second rate beneath the Europeans, a serious affront to their amour propre.
The real challenge then was to regain their superiority. This could only be done by excelling in Science as they could invent nothing superior to it. If they merely excelled in Science they merely excelled in an European milieu. Freud at one time says that he saw no reason why the ‘wisdom’ of the the Talmud couldn’t be raised to a level of a Science thus bringing the Jews superior to the Europeans in their dreams.
Strangely he didn’t understand that the entry into full consciousness caused by the understanding of the workings of the psyche obviated all forms of consciousness that went before including the so-called ‘wisdom’ of the Talmud.
So, to whom was Freud speaking about educating themselves against the danger of immorality? By Freud’s own admission his fellow Jews.
Freud’s vision of psychoanalysis is personal dealing exclusively with the inner workings of the subject’s mind. He doesn’t even seem to grasp that the fixations are caused by external forces. He seems to think the mind functions independently of the outside world. Input does not seem important to him.
To Jung and others Man’s relationship to his world is based more on a Challenge and Response system. In other words, the intellect, which Freud denies, plays a very important part.
Freud’s own intellect cast against his ideas places them in a different light. The man was born in 1856 in a Central European Jewish milieu. It will be remembered that the Hasidic religious movement grew out of psychological trauma that occurred in 1648. Founded c. 1700 the Hasidic movement was only about a hundred fifty years old at his birth thus retaining much of its original vitality.
Also arising out of the Jewish disappointments caused by the failed messiah, Sabbatai Zevi, in 1666 was the movement led by a follower of Zevi by the name of Jacob Frank. This movement also took shape in the first half of the eighteenth century and was still flourishing during Freud’s young manhood.
As a consequence of Zevi’s failure Frank believed that man was inherently evil thus God would never redeem him until the evil was spent. The only way to expel evil was to commit enough crime to get it out of one’s system. Novel psychology to say the least. Thus he taught a large and attentive Jewish audience that one must commit evil for evil’s sake and that good will come of it. So, in a manner of speaking, one is doing good by doing evil.
Now, one can trace the spread of this idea in various forms and guises through time and space. One very interesting advocate who deserves more study is an eighteenth century English Jew by the name of Falk. Another is a twentieth century American Jew by the name of Arnold Rothstein. And of course, Marx and Freud.
Freud does not go into the external influences that formed his outlook on life or personal Weltanschauung but this emphasis on a personal morality that is superior to prevailing morality seems a sublimation of Jacob Frank and his evil for evil’s sake.
Now, to whom was Freud speaking and why? Certainly Freud considered himself a prophet of the Jewish people amidst the dawning millennium. He had an intense desire to avenge his people on the goyim. Did this Hannibal in that role have anything to do with organizing or directing the Jewish revolution of the dawning millennium?
There is no question that his statement that anyone who has educted himself to truth about himself is permanently defended against the danger of immorality could be construed as advance absolution for any acts of the Bolsheviks that would be considered a crime by conventional morality. Examine the acts of Hitler in light of Freud’s criteria.
Freud’s statement and role resembles those a great deal of Simeon Bar Yochai, a second century rabbi of the Roman Wars. The Roman-Jewish war of 66-135 AD was perhpas the first of the Holy Wars. Its rationale and leadership was provided by the religious leaders of Judaism.
Simeon Bar Yochai was a leading architect of that war, probably its guiding light. After Bar Kochba’s defeat in 135 AD Yochai was compelled to go into hiding in a cave from which he daren’t move for many years until the Romans gave up the search. As a tribute to his influence in the war his obituary said that he was the man who shook the world to its foundations.
Just before the bloodbath of 116 when the Jews rose up to slaughter hundreds of thousands of Gentiles a moral quandary arose in the Jewish community. They wondered whether it was permissable to kill ‘good’ Gentiles as well as ‘bad.’ Yochai without a moment’s hesitation replied that it was permissable to kill any and all Gentiles. Genocide in other words.
In 1666 with the expected advent of the millennium heralded by the messiah, Sabbatai Zevi, the Jews had been prepared on the strength of ‘God’s’ promise to rise up and murder Europeans much as they had done during the Roman War.
The third repeat of the Jewish Revolution of which the millennial dates were 1913-28 had come to a slow boil with the Communist Manifesto of 1847.
It will be remembered that following Marx’ manifesto all the national Communist parties were over half Jewish. The non-Jew Kropotkin as leader of the anarchists had been discredited by Marx and the anarchists disenfranchised from the Communist Movement. The Jews then held all the leading positions.
Thus four Jews led the Bolshevik Revolution in Russia- Lenin, Kamenev, Zinoviev and Trotsky. All the abortive revolutions of Central Europe were led by Jews. They actually repeated the massacres of the Roman War in Russian and were prepared to do so throughout the world as the Revolution rolled on to success. Even today Jewish representatives are calling for the genocide of Indo-Europeans.
In Russia slaughterhouses were established in which Jewish murderers ‘worked’ all day long slaughtering Gentiles until they stood ankle deep in blood and gore. Were they able to do this because they knew truths about themselves that prevented them from committing immoral acts? Were they absolved of their crimes in advance as the Jews of the Roman War were? They must have been or they couldn’t have performed the ‘work.’ As it was, numbers of them had nervous breakdowns as a result of their labors.
The atrocities in Hungary and the attempted genocide in the Crimea have already been mentioned. The similarities between the Roman and European slaughters are quite pronounced in their ferocity. Of course all the details of the former had been recorded in that epistle of ‘science’ the Talmud.
Did the Jews go to Freud to justify and absolve them of their atrocities as they had gone to Simeon Bar Yochai two thousand years earlier? There is the compulsion to repeat. The Jews were very well organized before, during and after the Great War. Agents of American Jewish Joint Distribution Committee swarmed over Central and Eastern Europe from their safe haven in the US after the war in an attempt to rehabilitate their brethren first so they could assume control. The AJC and B’nai B’rith were the leading components of the ‘Joint.’ Freud had been a member of B’nai B’rith since 1895. He lectured to them in Austria on a consistent basis for years. As a psychoanalyst what was he telling them that he wasn’t telling the scientific community? His intellect deserves closer examination for what else can ‘anyone who has succeeded in educating himself to truth about himself is permanently defended against immorality’ mean except a license to kill. If a Jewish supremacy arose out of that evil wouldn’t good have come out of it in Jewish eyes? Yochai, Frank, Freud; there is a succession.
Placed in that context one must reevaluate the whole period as well as the careers of Hitler and Stain for as Freud wrote openly in a universal idiom his rationale can be appropriated by any individual for his personal morality.
The invasion of Vienna was preceded and was coincident with the rise of Jews in France. At the time of the Russian Revolution a document became prominent called The Protocols Of The Learned Elders Of Zion. The document outlines a method for creating discord in society so that a junta can easily assume control. It was said that this document was a Jewish blueprint for world dominion. The provenance of the Protocols has never been extalished for certain. The Jews say it is a ‘forgery’ while their opponents say it is authentic.
Over the years the Jews have managed to discredit the document and have its study suppressed. This is a great disservice because whoever wrote it its precepts are currently being followed by several groups; not the least the Bush administration and his minion, Chertoff. It behooves every person interested in current affairs to be conversant with the Protocols of Zion.
In point of fact the Protocols are of Jewish provenance.
One thing all disputants agree on is that the Protocols were based on an earlier document of Franco-Jewish provenance called in English: The Dialogues Between Montesquiou And Machiavelli In Hell. The Dialogues present much of the content of the Protocols in different form. The Dialogues are of Jewish provenance so whether the Protocols are or are not is a moot point.
The Dialogues were attributed to a French Jew by the name of Maurice Joly but internal evidence indicates several hands including the ‘Gibbon of Jewish Historians’ Heinrich Graetz.
The creation of the Dialogues was coordinated by a French Jew by the name of Adolph Cremieux. Little known outside Jewish circles but exremely important Cremieux also deserves further study. He was a lawyer and politico deeply involved in the revolutions of 1830 and 1848. If one takes the Jewish ‘Gibbon’ Graetz at his word both revolutions were the result of Jewish machinations. On this point Graetz and Hitler goosestep in unison.
Cremieux was resp9nsible in the annexation of Algeria in 1830 under cover of that revolution for obtaining French citizenship for the Algerian Jews. Thus with the annexation the barbarous medieval Jews of Algeria became full French citizens gaining precedence over the native Algerines. Clever move for the Jews, bad move for France.
As Jewish affairs were consolidating nicely in France twelve years after the 1848 Revolution a central governing body called the Alliance Israelite Universelle was founded by Cremieux in 1860. The Dialogues appeared in 1862. Coincidence? The name means the International Alliance of Jewry or in a slightly different translation: The International Jewish Conspiracy. Actually the Alliance was the seat of the Jewish government until 1900 when the seat was transferred to the United States under the guidance of the financier Jacob Schiff.
Thus the Protocols arose out of the Dialogues in direct succession some time during the 1880s. It should be noted that the Dialogues was never seen in bookstores. It is said the whole printing was confiscated by Napoleon III against whom they were supposedly directed. It follows that the only people who could have known of the book and provided a copy as a model for the Protocols were its producers the Jews of France who may have retained the actual manuscript.
Nevertheless, as masters of misinformation, disinformation and misdirection the Jewish government was able to shame the Liberal parties into rejecting Jewish provenance of the Protocols. The Liberals then condemned any Gentiles who persisted in saying so as ‘anti-Semitic cranks.’ That is actually the ‘proof’ that the Protocols aren’t Jewish. Under pressure a few academics denied their authenticity.
Jacob Schiff himself was a very effective Prime Minister. He was able to engineer the First Russian Revolution of 1905 by funding the Japanese war machine from America while he directing European financiers prevented funding of the Russians.
Schiff was able to disrupt American and Russian diplomatic connections for the benefit of the Jews from 1900 to 1913 creating an actual break in relations in the latter year. Immediately with the Bolshevik succession he rushed huge loans of American dollars to their coffers even during the Great War to shore up the regime.
Thus absolved by Freud of guilt and supported by the world resources of the Jews from 1917 to 1924 it looked as though the Jews were on the eve of success in their millennial pursuit. With the possible exeptions of Mussolini and Ford it looked as though there were no fences facing.
However Stalin and Hitler sensed the danger. Hitler was also a product of the Vienna that produced Freud. Hitler himself was always hostile to Freudian beliefs; it may be assumed that Hitler read at least some Freud. He was hostile to Freud for exactly the same reason Freud was hostile to Kultur. Living in the Vienna under the goverance of the ‘anti-Semitic’ Mayor Lueger, Hitler was self-educated. He spent years in the libraries organizing his view of the world.
In Freudian terms both he and Stalin certainly knew truths about themselves which prevented them from committing ‘immoral’ acts. Freud’s dictum could be construed as also authorizing their crimes.
Coming to maturity in the Red Terror of 1917-24 Hitler had a good understanding of the course of events in Central and Eastern Europe. It is silly to think that he acted solely from his own impulses. There was a civil war going on between Reds and Whites from 1918-33 in Germany. Judeo-Communist atrocities were daily before his eyes. As he said, he knew his head would roll in the sand if he lost. That was not mere rhetoric.
Hitler’s experience in Vienna convinced him of the nature of the war between Jews and Gentiles. The evidence is clear that the Viennese shared his view. Once given the upper hand over their invaders the Austrians were much more obdurate than the Germans. Never forget that an Austrian, Hitler, directed the fate of the German nation.
Hitler’s book burning of 1933 might be construed as nothing more than a vindictive censorship of ideas he didn’t like. But as the books burned were those of Jews, especially Freud, it should probably be seen as an attempt to eject Semitism from Kultur. In other words, the triumph of Kultur over Semitism. In the end the Germans chose to kill the Jews rather than discriminate against them or go under. You may be sure the Jews would have done the same as they had or attempted numerous times before.
As Stalin usurped power from the Jews in Russia a strange thing happened. Psychoanalytic methods assumed great prominence.
When Freud’s disciple Otto Rank defected from the ranks of Freudian psychoanalysts he was excommunicated. The validity of his views was not examined; even if true they were not the true Truth of the Faith. Hence Rank was compelled to submit to criticism, to confess his faults and beg for acceptance back into the faith.
The Show Trials of 1936 were conducted in the exact same manner except that the sinners were given the death sentence. The method surfaced again in Red China in 1966 when the Red Guards and Cultural Revolutionaries of Mao the Dong overturned that society. The accused were criticized in mass meeting, compelled to confess their ‘faults’ and beg to be allowed to rehabilitate themselves through hard labor.
Thus Marxist and Freudian ideas converged in an orgy of evil to destroy the oldest continuous civilization in the world.
The notion prevails in Politically Correct circles in the US today. Thus Freudianism has had a profound if unsuspected impact on the world.
Freud remained confident through 1928 began to waver in 1930 and by 1938 the horror of the impending destruction of the Jews as a repeat of the Roman War was before his eyes as he fled Austria for England. In Moses and Monotheism he pitifully whines that the Jews had give up those notions of world dominion long ago. Or, in other words, I’m sorry.
Like Hannibal, his attempt to avenge his father resulted in the destruction of his people. As in the Roman War the Nazis conducted a manhunt to find every single Jew and kill him. Not only had Bar Kochba and Sabbatai Zevi failed Jews as Messiahs, so had the Revolution.
The Jews failed in this third attempt to take over the world but the legacy of Sigmund Freud lives on in the ambiguous words of his corpus. His immediate political aims failed but his undermining of Christian society was much more successful.
Apart from his political intent Freud had uncovered a great scientific area of study.
The Shirt Of Nessus
While Freud’s short term political goals ended in disaster for his people, as did those of his role model Hannibal, Freud’s long term goal of destroying the social foundations of the Gentiles has succeeded very well.
As an innovator Freud can not be expected to have a complete and final idea. Much of the information that became available after 1950 was undeveloped in Freud’s time, such as the Matriarchal and Hetairic eras, so he cannot be held accountable for not employing them. Physiology has made tremendous strides since his day.
Freud’s errors do not so much lay in areas of knowledge but in areas of intent. He was unable to separate his own psychology of hatred from that of his scientific discipline. Hence his mistaken emphasis on the importance of the father figure and his misbegotten notions of the Oedipus Complex. Then too, he projected his hatred of the Gentiles into his views of religion and sexuality.
The only thing of value Freud had to offer, that of the formation of the neuroses, has been rejected by the lay and medical communities alike.
Strangely his nonsense is revered as great revelation of truth, largely because it fits in with prevailing prejudices. In his attack on the Christian religion Freud was curiously unaware that the Scientific Consciousness had displaced the anterior consciousnesses of Hetaira, Matriarchy and Patriarchy. Thus the people who were dependent on Religion as the basis of the mentality were people whose beliefs could not be dislodged. On the one hand were the various esoteric religions whose beliefs do not depend on the divinity of Jesus and the Fundamentalists whose belief is so secure nothing can shake it. For those who need a supernatural agency in their lives New Age people using science as a tool have created alien intelligence from beyond the solar system to serve as their ‘God.’
If Freud thought dispelling Christianity as a religious belief would bring the Gentiles down he was mistaken. The ‘illusion’ had already been replaced by a ‘reality.’ The futility of trying to dispel religious beliefs should have been clear to Freud. The exposure of the illusion or, even delusion, of the compact between the Jewish people and their tribal god had no effect on them; they continue to believe the compact exists and that Palestine was given to them by their tribal god inalienably.
The most potent dissolvent in Freud’s arsenal was his sexual theory. He was quite severely criticized for his sexual beliefs then and they should be rejected now.
Everything Freud believed on the subject was wrong. Basic to his misunderstanding was the physical structure of the human organism. He missed the relationship of the physical organism with its psychological organization.
He quite correctly picked up the ovate and spermatic halves of the psyche but since he didn’t associate them with their physical origins he mistakenly thought that men were part woman and vice versa. This was a critical misconception as it opened the door to much erroneus speculation on homosexuality.
There may be rare cases of sexual ambiguity caused by birth defects in the physical apparatus or defective hormonal systems but any other expression of ambiguity is a perversion that is not natural but comes about only when the ovate is fixated and spermatic is repressed or, in other words, when the organism is mentally ill. Psychological perversion has nothing to do with physical organization.
Since he misunderstood the physical organism he equated sexuality not with the Power Train but with sexual intercourse. Freud actually equated fucking with mental health. Because psychic discomfort is reflected in sexual urges he actually believed that the more fucking one did the better person one would be. Such nonsense has not only passed unchallenged for eighty years but is actually embraced today as the Gospel of Fuck.
Freud did not believe in the intellect of the effectiveness of intelligence. While he made the grandiose pronouncement: Where Id was, Ego shall be, he failed to explain how this would come about. For whatever reason he considered the intellect nonexistent and intelligence ineffective and unimportant. In keeping with his times he believed in the hereditary transmission of mental traits.
More importantly he invented a whole category of non-existent affects called the ‘instincts.’ Like the Unconscious and Collective Unconscious instincts do not exist. There are no instincts, not a single one, all is a matter of learning and education.
Even eating is not an instinct but taught at the mother’s breast. Hunger may be a physical reality but it is not an instinct. Assuaging hunger must be learnt and that literally at the mother’s breast. The first lesson an infant is taught is when the mother inserts the nipple in his mouth. His mouth blocked he has no choice to resist suffocation but to begin sucking as in attempting to draw in air. Imagine his surprise when the liquid emitted seems delicious and when he swallows it because he can’t spit it out the physical reaction is terrific. It feels good. Having learnt to eat he wants more. Being a quick learner, from that point on the infant will demand to be fed. But without that first infusion he would die hungry not knowing what the desire to eat meant.
Because Freud wanted to project his own psychic vision he gave instincts precedence over all other psychic functions. He professed that the individual was incapable of resisting or controlling what the Ancients characterized as the Raging Bull and what he called the Ego.
Both the Church and Esoteric religions have devised rigors to control and domesticate this Bull or Ego/Instincts by using intelligence. Freud thought that to use your intelligence to control your ‘instincts’ was to incur damaging inhibitions and repressions. Hence he was opposed to ‘morality.’ Freud imagined this did irreparable damage to the psyche especially sexual inhibitions and repressions hence the Gospel of Fuck.
If fucking actually made a person better, then the logical conclusion is that libertines and homosexuals are the best people in the world. Fucking dominates the homosexual’s mind. It is not unusual for them to commit thirty or forty acts of sex a day for as many days as they can sustain it.
As the only thing that counts in sexual activity is the climax it follows that if machines were placed in prominent places to masturbate the individual on an hourly basis or less that society would be darn near perfect; the millennium would have arrived. I don’t know why people are leery of buying the Brooklyn Bridge when they have bought the myth of sexual intercourse.
The fact is that libertines and homosexuals are the worst people in the world so the basis of Freud’s argument is very limp.
The West has generally embraced Freud’s misguided sexual theory. The United States is actually fucked. Freud’s sexual theory was picked up by the lame third rate novelist, Henry Miller, who actually formulated the Gospel Of Fuck during the twenties and thirties in his novels, The Tropics of Capricorn and Cancer.
Henry Miller was gaining respectability during the fifties with psychotic fringe groups in the San Francisco Bay Area and elsewhere. By the sixties he would have a profound impact on society with the reverence given his two volumes of the Tropics.
As Freud was interpreted in the common mind repression and inhibition were the causes of psychic discomfort. The common mind had no idea how inhibitions and repressions were caused exept by not being allowed to do whatever you wanted to do. Through the forties and fifties the children of innumerable families were encouraged to indulge their whims and fancies regardless of who they might hurt. They were given no instruction or correction lest they become inhibited and repressed. It was thought that when they grew up they would naturally gravitate to the intelligent choice.
The so-called ‘Me First’ generation of the sixties and seventies lacked proper instruction in managing their ‘instincts.’ The pervading influence of past mores prevented them expressing themselves with true lack of ‘inhibition’ or ‘repression.’ The wave of high school shoot outs of the later century when the succeeding generation had moved out from the shadow of earlier mores were committed by the offspring of the ‘Me First’ generation. They are the logical progression of Freudian sexual theory.
Employing metal detectors and other ‘inhibitory’ or ‘repressive’ systems will not solve the problem, Freud has to be amended.
Freud’s thesis was advanced by the Jewish monologist Lenny Bruce as well as furthered by Jewish interests in Hollywood who produced innumerable ‘action’ films in which the uninhibited and unrepressed protagonist attempts to solve his problems from the barrel of a gun rather than reason them out.
The homosexual crowd aboard the Teufelsdreck, especially Kanary believed they were healthier because they thought of themselves as uninhibited and unrepressed. They did not know that they were more inhibited and repressed not to say compulsive than the heteros aboard.
Freud who concentrated his studies in hysteria should have known that inhibitions and repression were affects of the condition. He should also have known that homosexuals are classic hysterics but he preferred not to see this because he was a homosexual himself and what happened on his consulting couch we may never know.
By following the Gospel Of Fuck in accordance with Freud’s instructions the Homos may have thought they were exorcising their demons but instead they were consecrating them.
In any event Freud even moreso than his second century predecessor, Simeon Bar Yochai, may be called the The Man Who Shook The World and continues to shake it from the grave.
Back To The Festivities
Captain Ratches mistakenly gave these Homos carte blanche to organize the initiation as they sought fit. Since he had contempt and abhorrence for the enlisted man he wanted no contact with them nor would he delegate a couple officers to oversee the games.
Thus he effectively transferred the police power to this homosexual gang placing the rest of the crew at their mercy.
The crew could be compared to the Jews under Hitler. The Jews were severely and unjustly criticized for having been the passive victims of Hitler.
In fact they had no reason to distrust the police power of the State. The Communists in any coalition government they entered always demanded the police power and with good reason, the police power of any State is irresistible.
Thus in the Bolshevic Revolution of Russia the Cheka was organized and run by the Jews. The power to arrest made the slaughter of Russians child’s play. They were no less passive in the analogous situation than the Jews.
The assumption of police power by the Homos aboard the Teufelsdreck meant that they could commit crimes against the crew without resistance. The crew surrendered themselves for the three days on the assumption it was required of them and trusting in the justice and self restraint of the self-appointed Shellbacks cum Homos.
The Homos released their inhibitions and repressions in an orgy of cruelty resembling in diluted form the horrors of Auschswitz, The Russian Revolution, The Cultural Revolution and Charenton. The inmates were in control of the asylum.
The Shame Of The Teufelsdreck
Duber and Erect fully meant to implement their threat made against Trueman in the shower. Fortunately for himself and due to Kanary’s malice he was always on watch when their psyches flared up. Trueman had convinced himself that it was necessary to have a good time crossing the equator. So for several days he had lain out during lunch time working on a tan.
A tan is not much work in the tropics. The rays of the sun are intense. Fifteen minutes on each side had been enough to turn Dewey from nut brown to sooty black in a few days. The following day his skin cracked like a dry river bottom after which he gave up the idea of tanning.
But on this day as he lay out on the Hedgehog deck Teal Kanary approached asking softly: ‘Mind if I take up this space beside you?’
‘I’m surprised you’d want to. I thought you didn’t like me.’
‘Not at all.’ Kanary cooed. ‘Not at all.’ It was a double entendre that could be taken either way.
He lay down beside Trueman a foot or two away while eyeing him with a vague Mona Lisa smile. He was looking forward to his plan when they crossed the equator and as he smiled he imagined himself astride Trueman pumping his ass.
It didn’t take mental telepathy to read his thoughts. A number of men led by Duber also drifted up inconspicuously. Trueman feeling uncomfortable got up and left. He saved himself a great deal of humiliation not to mention possible pysical injury for he was the intended first victim of the initiation. In more ways than one.
The next day Duber, Erect and their associates began carrying four foot lengths of fire hose. This was one heck of a weapon. The interior of the three inch hose is heavy rubber with a woven cord covering. As Dewey stood the afternoon watch they committed their first outrage. One of the crew was seized and held by two men while Duber flailed his kidneys, his favorite spot, and bottom with the fire hose. The screams of the man raged over the bridge from below as this was a serious and savage beating. The Homos then rampaged over the ship seizing and beating any Pollywogs they found. The screams and cries reaching Dewey on port lookout made him tremble. He looked over at Ratches but the Captain merely shook his head as though he found enlisted men incomprehensible. It was with some trepidation that Dewey came down from watch but by then the games were over for the day.
There was some grumbling as the equator was still two days away. The Pollywogs rightly felt that the so-called Shellbacks were exceeding their authority. But as the police power had been ceded them by Captain Ratches it was felt wrong to resist the ‘law’ although the Pollywogs should have rebelled and put the Homos in their place. But like the Jews of Nazi Germany and the Russians of the Bolshevik Revolution they were taken by surprise.
Dewey had the after lookout watch the next morning when he had occasion to see just how brutal these Homos could be. Duber had taken over leadership of the so-called Shellbacks assisted by his lieutenant, Peter Erect.
Trueman had the after watch but instead of being on the three inch gun mount he stood all the way aft between the Depth Charge racks with his phone plugged into the after connection.
Not only had the police power shifted to the homos but the Pollywogs were expected to take the chicanery in resignation just like the victims of the Red Guard. Any show of resistance or ill humor was subject to condemnation and increased brutality.
Duber and a few others were clustered around the hose reel behind the after hatch. The man they really wanted was the after watch, Trueman. As the watch he was immune to harassment, or so he thought.
The Homos seized the hapless sailors who wandered aft as surrogates. On one a bucket of slop was dumped over his head which they made another lick up while they flailed away at his back.
‘Hitting too hard to be just for fun.’ Dewey observed with queasiness in his stomach at their brutality.
Then Cornell Roberts unwarily came up from First. He was pounced on. For some reason he seemed to excite the Shellbacks as they whooped and hollered and danced around wondering what to do with him. Kanary came aft at this time and proffered a suggestion. ‘Right.’ Duber hollared. ‘Bend him over the hose reel.’
The reel was about three feet high so Roberts’ rear end was just at the right height as he was pulled over the reel. Trueman was already aghast at the violence of these men thanking his lucky stars he was on watch.
While Roberts was being laid out Duber danced back about four steps then rearing back as to get full force he stepped quickly forward swinging his four foot hose as hard as he could, hard enough it was. The smack resounded across the water as Roberts’ flesh involuntarily quivered through his jeans and water ran down the reel. the color fled his face as he let out a strangled cry that went beyond pain.
Then Duber backed up and did it again.
‘Oh, my god.’ Trueman thought as he fought to keep his vomit down. ‘One more time and they could kill him.’
Then Peter Erect looked back at the real target and saw the horrified expression on Trueman’s face. He grinned in anticipation.
‘There he is. Let’s get him.’
‘He’s on watch.’ Duber replied.
‘If he complains so much the worse for him.’ Kanary said seizing the hose from Duber.
Four of them led by Erect advanced on Trueman. Dewey was absolutely terrified. His glance rested on a whitened Roberts shivering with shock and realized that if they got him over the reel he would probably never be the same man again. The mouthpiece quivered in his hand as he debated whether to call for help and blow his cool or submit to a beating that would leave psychic scars of some magnitude and possible physical injury.
‘Hey, I’m on watch.’ He joked seeking to preserve his dignity.
‘That won’t save you this time.’ Erect crowed grabbing the mouthpiece out of his hand. Other hands seized his legs as they began carrying him to the hose reel.
Why someone had reminded him just that morning that the ear phones were transmitters too he would never understand. Remembering that fresh reminder he seized the earphones from his head shouting into them in a humorous mock serious voice: “Help. Help. They’re abducting the watch.’
Ratches informant Shakey Jake Brook who was standing as Bridge Talker immediately turned to the Captain. ‘Sir, After Watch says he’s being abducted.’
Ratches who had been observing the Shellback’s activities with the distaste due to lower orders looked back from the bridge to see Trueman being carried toward the hose reel. At that moment Trueman believed his ruse had failed. He was preparing himself for a numbing beating as Kanary swinging the hose glared at him with fiery eyes. Then he heard Ratches voice blare from the squawk box: ‘Now you men leave my watch alone.’
Erect and the others looked up to the bridge to see Ratches looking down at them. For the moment they acknowledged a police authority higher than their own and put Trueman down. As it was they were within a hair of disregarding Ratches’ order which would have put the ship in an amusing situation for that would have been akin to mutiny. There would have had to have been serious consequences.
‘We’ll get you later, Trueman.’
‘Hey, man, I was only joking in the spirit of the games. How did I know they’d take it serious. Can’t you guys take a joke?’
‘You think you’re really clever using your earpiece like that don’t you?’ Duber hissed.
‘I had no idea it would work.’ Trueman laughed. ‘Besides Duber, you know this is over tomorrow. Beware of the backlash.’
As Trueman put his earphones back on it was with a sense of the deepest relief. Roberts was standing against the K-guns still drained of color, trembling from shock while the big yellow stain on the front of his pants, down his legs and over his shoes betrayed the force of the blows delivered him.
Wearing a mask of affected gaity Trueman also reflected on the tone and content of Ratches’ plea which he wasn’t alone in apprehending. There had been a whining exasperated plea in Ratches’ order which had been more of a request than an order. The distance he felt between himself and the men was apparent. The idea of ‘my’ watch was an indication of a separation between bridge and crew.
In Trueman’s mind at that point the unity of the Teufelsdreck was lost. Others had heard the pleas as opportunity.
The incident soured the festivities of the Homos for the day as the ship passed Tarawa on the way to the Line.
The Teufelsdreck had just crossed the Equater the next morning as the crew rose for the day of games. The process would take up the whole day. The Shellbacks were in a high state of excitement at the prospect of having the Pollywog men completely at their mercy. The attitude was that of the inside of an asylum for the criminally insane.
Cook Bocuse started the festivities by presenting a rainbow breakfast.
Time magazine had recently published a study which showed that people wouldn’t eat food if it was presented to them in unfamiliar colors. Thus Bocuse had dyed the potatoes purple, the eggs red and the colored the butter green.
Most were good sports declaring they could not eat the food. Dewey had read the article in Time so his mind was prepared. He wolfed his down without trouble to the dismay of others who considered him a spoilsport.
Perhaps, but Dewey was genuinely concerned about what the Homos would do. The beating of Roberts and his own narrow escape loomed large in his mind. He didn’t intend to willingly give anyone any pleasure. Besides he knew that very very few of the Shellbacks had any right to the name. It especially rankled him to be hazed by Kanary.
After breakfast the Pollywogs were ordered to assemble in First Division. Some spilled over into Engineering. Some like Erect herded them along like some Nazi prison guard directing Jews into the ovens.
Once assembled they were ordered to strip naked. The Homos wanted to feast their eyes on those flopping dicks. Now, initiation was voluntary not compulsory; two of the crew were too terrified to participate. They had gathered on the boat deck. Trueman at this point decided to join them.
‘No!’ He announced. ‘I am not going to strip naked. I’ll go up on the boat deck.’
The instruction seemed a little too outre for others also as other voices announced they would not strip.
There was hurried consultatation at the head of the after hatch. Duber, the leader of the homos, was stationed to get first crack at the men as they clambered out of the hatch.
‘Alreight you only have to strip down to your shorts.’ He announced foregoing the pleasure of seeing all those dicks flopping around and the delicious pleasure of flogging bare ass watching the welts rise.
There were still subdued murmurs of protest but yeas exceeded nays so the Pollywogs went along. At the very least they feared they would have to run a true gauntlet. Their fears were well justified.
Baxter and Basehart, two men from operations, who were friendly with Trueman were unable to bear the anxiety; they wanted to be first out. They implored Trueman to join them but Dewey knew better. All his experience at the Orphanage told him to wait till the end of the line when the Shellbacks would have expended most of their energy. He tried to get the idea over to Baxter and Basehart but their anxiety was so great that they had to get it over with.
The gauntlet, for gauntlet it was, had been devised by Duber, Erect, Costello, Kanary and a couple others. All the Shellbacks were armed with four foot lengths of fire hose. These weighed over five pounds. The course was laid out from the after hatch up the port side, around the fo’c’sle and down starboard ending at the after K-gun before the Depth Charge racks.
Duber stood at the top of the hatch. A few feet from him stood his stooge, Peter Erect. Erect was demented. He had inserted a six inch long, three inch diameter lead weight into the bottom end of the hose and the six inch weight at the head should be obvious to anyone. Beyond him stood another four men with hoses.
Midships about where the Quarterdeck would have been a tribunal had been set up where Proud Costello served as Magister Ludi. A couple of the more criminal types familiar with prison had demanded a kangaroo court to try the Pollywogs.
As the verdict was always ‘guilty’ the men proceeded to King Neptune personated by Paul Bocuse sitting on three stacked potato sacks by the galley door. Bocuse’s prominent belly had been smeared with a foul tasting concoction of which Tobasco sauce was the most prominent item. The condemned was made to kiss Neptune’s belly button.
This was evil as the concoction was repellent. You were advised to not kiss lightly or your face would be rubbed in the mess by Neptune. Bocuse’s fly was also open so if he rubbed your face he pushed your head down on his dick. Some men were wise enough to shove their faces into his belly button while most tried to get by lightly. They suffered indignity.
After the double hatches the ship was too narrow for any hosemen but as one rounded the fo’c’sle Kanary was positioned with a live fire hose and nozzle. This was why he smiled at Trueman as lay down beside him. The Navy has different nozzles for different purposes. The flood nozzle is designed to disperse as much water as possible over the widest area to quench fires. This nozzle is perforated to spread the water. Capable of projecting water for a hundred feet it has great force. If you have seen pictures of civil rights demonstrations where the hoses were turned on the demostrators knocking them down and rolling them down the street this is the type of nozzle used.
A second type of nozzle is called the suicide nozzle. This type earns its name from the fact that this nozzle tapers down from a three inch connection to a one inch opening. This nozzle has concentrated and devastating force. It is used to break up the center of fires dispersing the metal core. If the flood nozzle can knock you down the suicide nozzle can tear you apart hence its name. Now, Kanary proposed to use the suicide nozzle from four feet or less as hazing. Sadism is not only part of homosexuality but so is insane brutal stupidity. Fortunately Ractches’ informers got wind of this giving him the news. Instead of taking control of the hazing which such activity would have warranted he merely warned Kanary not to use the suicide nozzle.
Kanary was perhaps more demented than Erect. As a spoiled only child he was skilled in devious means to have his way. Having been warned he changed to the flood nozzle, which was crazy enough, but carried a suicide nozzle in his back pocket to use on Trueman. One shudders.
Continuing on down the starboard side after emerging from the wing hatches another line of men with hoses waited. Abreast of the after three a fifteen foot chute had been laid out that was filled with brownish ‘shit.’ The chute greatly resembled what homosexuals call the ‘Slide’ or asshole. Queers whaled on you with their hoses as you crawled through that.
Completing the ordeal a huge vat five feet deep of brownish garbage and actual shit collected for a week or so sat before the Depth Charge rack. Completing the homosexual imagery the Pollywog was to jump in up to the neck presumable how Homos wish to enter the asshole. Charming.
Baxter and Basehart chose not to listen to Dewey’s experience. Baxter shouted: ‘I’m going first anyway. I’ve got to get this over.’
He was first up. No matter how quickly you raced up the ladder you still had to turn to port as you climbed over the hatch lip. As you did so Duber laid his best across your kidneys if he was on, higher of lower if he wasn’t. In itself this was shocking. Fresh for the slaughter of the innocents Duber laid his best directly across Baxter’s kidneys. Baxter went temporarily blind from the shock preventing his clearly seeing Peter Erect. He staggered toward the fiendishly howling Erect whose face was transported with sadistic pleasure.
Pulling back in classic golf style Erect brought the hose down and up with all his considerable force with leverage. The heavy lead weight crashed between Baxter’s legs driving his gonads back into his body as his pelvis gave way with a loud crack.
Unable to believe his eyes Ratches watched from the bridge as his mouth gaped. Peter Erect emitted barking shrieks of laughter as Baxter crumpled to the steel deck blazing under the heat of the equatorial sun.
Before Ratches could react Basehart his eyes crossed from the force of Duber’s blow across his kidneys staggered up to Erect. With his mouth open in howling delight Peter Erect delivered another destructive swing slightly high, it caught Basehart just at the top of the penis breaking the pelvis and rupturing the lower abdominal muscles. He too crumpled to the steel inferno howling in pain.
By this time Ratches had found his voice, shouting down to the fantail: ‘Stop the proceedings, stop the proceedings. Bring that man to the head.’
Erect heard none of this. He was in another world or so to say, out of his mind. He was uninhibited; he had so sense of immorality; he knew a few truths about himself. As far as he was concerned all laws were suspended. He had been given carte blanche to indulge all his repressed homosexual hatreds.
He stood slack jawed swinging his leaded hose in front of him as though it was his own very potent penis waiting for the next one. He was quite prepared to put the entire contingent of Pollywogs down until a heap of bodies lay before him.
Pardon and Ratman emerged from the hatch aft of the head to approach Erect from behind with due caution. They had reason to be wary. Pardon crept up directly behind Erect throwing a full nelson on him with dexterity. Erect groaned, not from pain but because he was called back from euphoria. The bliss vanished from his mind. His glazed eyes hooded over as his mouth seemed to close over an imagined penis as he made several sucking motions.
‘Erect. Hey, Erect, are you there?’ Ratman asked anxiously.
‘Uh.’ Erect grunted as painful reality once again gripped his mind. ‘What…What’s the matter, is it over?’ He spoke from behind the mists.
‘It is for you. Come with us now.’ Ratman said taking the hose from Erect’s hand.
Erect, mystified, allowed himself to be led off to the toilet while Dieter, Oiler and couple other chiefs and Firsts hurried to get the injured Baxter and Basehart off the burning deck and into bunks.
‘Hey, what the hell’s going on up there? What’s the delay?’ Some snipe yelled up at Duber. ‘Let’s go.’
‘Just be quiet.’ Duber whispered. ‘Things have been held up for a while. Just wait.’
The face that Duber now presented to them had lost its sexual gloss betraying the beginning of a pensive realization that as Erect was his stooge he would be indirectly accountable for Erect’s actions.
As he watched the painfully and critically injured, injured? crippled Baxter and Basehart loaded into makeshift blanket stretchers he had good reason for pause. He had a sick feeling in the base of his stomach.
Erect was led into the head where Ratches awaited him in the washroom. Ratches was trembling with rage and indignation.
‘What in the hell is wrong with you, man?’ He fairly shouted in unofficerial fashion.
‘I don’t know what you’re talking about Captian.’ Erect said sincerely and defensively.
‘You don’t know what I’m talking about?’ Ratches roared indignantly. ‘My god, man, you almost killed those two men. You would have crippled half my crew.’
Erect put his hands on his hips belligerently: ‘I didn’t do nothing wrong, Captain. This is the Line. Paul said this is where we get ours, there is no Law South of the Line.’
‘What?’ Ratches bellowed.
‘This is initiation. I was within my rights. Paul said this is where we get our justice.’
‘Keep him in the mess hall under watch until this is over.’ Ratches ordered Pardon and Ratman. ‘Try to find out what he’s talking about and warn these men against a repetition of this. Check the rest of those hoses to see if they’re leaded.’
Going to the bridge he instructed Morford to check on Kanary. Kanary had surreptitiously slipped the suicide nozzle on the hose.
‘Kanary, for Christ’s sake get that nozzle off there. You’ll kill somebody.’ Somebody? He would have killed anyone who got by Peter Erect. He should have been removed but he reluctantly changed back to the flood nozzle putting the suicide nozzle in his pack pocket still hoping to use it on Trueman.
After two hour’s delay initiation began again. By this time the rumor of Erect and his leaded hose had made the rounds although it was not made clear that he had been removed from the gauntlet. Dewey sat on his locker in his underwear with his hand on his face wondering whether to risk the opprobrium of chickening out or submitting to the ordeal. By the time a couple hours later that it got down to him and two others he decided to risk it.
As he came up the ladder he heard someone say to Duber: ‘Here he comes.’ But Duber had had several hours to think things over. The meaning of the shattered lives of Baxter and Basehart was clear to him. The plan of the initiation had been his; Erect was his bosom buddy. His imagination dwelt on legal repercussions so he had lost much of his enthusiasm.
As Trueman came up he turned away pretending to be preoccupied with some other matter. As Trueman skipped over the edge of the hold Duber uttered a ‘damn’ pretending to have missed his opportunity but in reality sparing Trueman as he feared his testimony in any Court Martial.
Out of range Trueman put his hands up to parry the leaded hose as he searched for Erect. Realizing he was no longer there Trueman walked up to ‘Judge’ Proud Costello. The men with hoses on the way to the tribunal were no longer swinging them.
Sure that Erect and his leaded hose was no longer a danger Dewey relaxed enough to look around to get his bearings. Conscious of his near nudity he was offended by the full dress of the so-called Shellbacks. With the psychological insight of Nazis and Commies Duber had stripped the Pollywogs of parity and dignity.
Casting a glance at the two dark spots on the deck where Baxter and Basehart had fallen Dewey approached Costello with a certain amount of anger and hostility. Trueman knew Costello had never been over the Line. None of these guys had, hence they had no legal rights. It was simply a case of favoritism; a favoritism which the Captain with his disdain of the enlisted man had sanctioned.
Costello was no less transported than Erect. Giddy with the power to insult the Pollywogs with impunity he was literally out of his mind, beside himself, as they say.
‘What do we have here, Bailiff?’ He exulted.
‘This is the criminal Dewey Trueman, Judge.’
‘Well, Trueman, you are accused of being generally offensive and of low character. You are charged with having a big mouth and no respect for your betters. In short, you are a asshole. How do you plead?’
Trueman looked at Costello with mingled contempt and distaste.
‘You haven’t ever been over the line, Costello. You’re a cheat.’
It was as though Costello was impervious to outside influence.
‘How do you plead?’
Dewey was very reluctant to say guilty. He scowled around. His eyes were met by a smiling pair. ‘If you don’t plead guilty you have to come over here and we beat you with our hoses until you do. Dewey should have braved it because with two men down Ratches was in no mood for more brutality. But Dewey gave in. ‘Guilty’ he mumbled.
‘Yes, you are. Proceed to Neptune and kiss his belly.’
With a lingering wrathful glance at Costello Trueman stepped over to where Mike Deasy, one of the Radarmen, was kneeling before Bocuse trying to overcome his revulsion at the odious sentence.
Deasy made the mistake of trying to lightly brush the belly button with the tips of fully extended lips. With a laughing roar Bocuse grabbed his ears pulling his head forward as he rolled Deasy’s face from side to side in the ugly mess. Then he slid Deasy’s face down to a very suggestive position just above his dick.
Deasy in his turn let out a roar tearing away to the general merriment of the crowd. Cursing Bocuse cum Neptune he nearly tripped on the lip of the first of the double hatches to the merriment of all, although if he fallen across the opposite lip there might have been a third seriously injured man to add to Baxter and Basehart.
With Deasy’s example before him Trueman gritted his teeth, knelt down and rammed his nose into Bocuse’s belly button without pursing his lips. Either his ruse worked or Bocuse took pity on him, at any rate Trueman pulled away without further indignity.
When Ratches saw Trueman walk up to Costello he turned to Morford: ‘Get down on the gun mount above your crazy Yeoman and make sure he doesn’t put on that suicide nozzle he’s got in his back pocket. I’ve already got two injured men I won’t be able to explain. I don’t want to have to add a dead one.’
Morford moved down to the three inch tub. Kanary had been advised that Trueman would be right behind Deasy. If Erect had been joyful in releasing his subconscious desires Kanary was morbid, angry and insane. If Costello was beside himself, Kanary was calculatedly cruel. Erect’s and Costello’s pleasure was internal; Kanary’s was external. He wanted to see blood and gore. He wanted to finish off his victims as they lay writhing in pain.
He completely ignored Deasy as he hurried to unscrew the flood to get the suicide nozzle on. He was in the process of screwing it on when Morford stepped to the front of the gun tub. Bifrons didn’t care whether Kanary murdered Trueman but he didn’t want the resulting onus of having been on the ship where this had been allowed to happen. He already shared the Captain’s discomfiture over the injured Operations men.
‘Put the flood nozzle back on, Kanary. Did you hear me? If you use that suicide nozzle you’ll turn twenty-one in prison, life without parole.’
Morford’s argument had no effect on Kanary’s mind. These fags thought they had a license to kill. Fortunately he had the mind of the true subordinate. Disciplined by the Party and respecting rank he reluctantly hurriedly began to change back to the flood nozzle. Deasy skipped past him. So would have Trueman if he hadn’t been so cautious. Instead of racing by he walked up slowly not knowing what to expect.
Kanary got the flood nozzle on just as Trueman began to round the fo’c’sle. With a cry of rage, his face distorted in a hatred that was justified by no act of Trueman’s he opened the nozzle leaping forward to get as close as he could.
If you watched the newsreels the demonstrators were knocked off their feet and rolled down the street. As the water hit Trueman he was pinned against the bulkhead by the force of the flood. The water thudded against his body and face with bruising force. Immobilized he felt as though he was drowning as indeed he was. The water displaced all air around his head.
He tried to push forward but the force of the water prevented him from moving. Realizing he was drowning a feeling of desperation came over him. Thinking quickly he realized that since he couldn’t go forward his only chance was to slide along the bulkhead to get free. Fortunately this proved relatively easy to do as the bulkhead was lubricated by the flood. Once he got the force of the water to his left side it pushed him along.
He emerged from the flood to the sight of Kanary’s distorted face, jaw down, lips curved toward his chin Kanary was screaming obscenities. Only the alertness of Ratches had prevented his murdering Trueman.
This was the same man who in twenty years or so would be tramping through the streets of San Francisco tracking down ‘Homophobes’ with charges of discrimination. This despicable master hater would sublimate his bitter anger into ‘hating people who hate.’
Trueman cast a backward glance at this demonically possessed little homosexual then continued on his way. Bifrons Morford with a waondering shake of the head returned to the bridge.
Pausing at the starboard double hatches Dewey caught his breath while surveying the remaining gauntlet. What remained ahead was a row of twelve hose swinging maniacs, the Slide and the tub. With a skip and a hesitation step Dewey eluded the first six ‘swingers’ who had lost much of their enthusiasm anyway.
The other half dozen men were gathered around the Slide where they could belabor the backs of the men as they crawled through the sludge. Entering the ‘Slide’ was like crawling up an asshole. Coming out the other end Dewey was told that he had to get into the huge tub of refuse up to his neck which he did.
As he got out the last two men followed along behind him.
Now the consequences would begin.
Trueman snarled over at Duber who had been in a state of shock for some time fearful of the consequences of the criminal acts of his buddy, Peter Erect. The stains left by the two crippled bodies were still visible.
The crew would divide in halves along the lines of Pollywogs and so-called Shellbacks. Trueman would continue loud in his anger at being beaten by men who had no right to be beating him. Others too would press their inquiries to find they had been defrauded. The onrushing course of events would obliterate or dull much of the animosity but resentments would be playing out months later.
Life requries one to quell one’s resentments or go mad or criminal so Dewey did not dwell on the injustice after a couple weeks but the incident left a deep dark impression on his subconscious. In later years he would have dreams in which this incident formed a part. The complete image was far too complex to go into here but immediate components can. One sequence of dreams involved his appearing naked or in his underpants in critical situations. Another was simply of a barren field with a house on the left and a quivering brown spot in the earth beside it.
The house was of course a symbol of Trueman while part of the image of the brown spot was formed by the intent of the ‘Slide’ and the well of garbage. The psychology implied by them was quite profound.
Kanary and his fire hose recurred in a variety of urination dreams in which Trueman had to urinate badly but the toilets were all stopped up and overflowing. And Trueman’s contempt for homosexuals never lost its intensity.
Trueman’s reactions were trifling compared to the two men Erect had crippled for life. They were seriously injured. Gotten to their bunks they were sedated with what morphine was aboard ship. the pitching and rolling of the ship was excruciatingly painful as their shattered pelvic bones rubbed together.
These were not the days when ships had helicopter pads so that men could be lifted off and taken to hospital.
It was hoped that they would be able to be doctored at Pago Pago but their injuries were so severe that the medical facilities there were not adequate.
The squadron was originally to have proceeded from Pago Pago to Fiji but that would be abandoned to take a straight run into Brisbane where the men could get medical attention. Thus for two weeks they lay in their bunks writhing in pain.
The incident did the Teufelsdreck no honor in the eyes of the Commodore aboard the Desade. The Teuf was already the black sheep of the squadron. The Commodore began to look at Ratches and his first command askance.
Ratches himself was in a quandary. As a fair man the only person he was unfair to was himself. He should have court-martialed Erect and Duber plus Kanary but partially because little more could be expected of them as ‘men’ and sub-humans and partially because by men’s rules the initiation had been part of the hazing and partially so as not to embarrass himself and his ship he let it slide officially. But Ratches was a canny man with a sense of ‘justice.’
He was still brooding in his cabin when Samoa hove into view.
The South Seas. How may they be described? Pago Pago was a beautiful place; real Paul Cezanne stuff. At the time the islands still looked as paradisical as they did in nineteenth century missionary times, real Sadie Thompson. Not far from the equator the island is perpetually unbearably hot. The water in the lagoon was over 70 degrees. The entry was up a long cloaca into a belly that formed the central valley of the island. At this season of the year a perpetual breeze blew down the mountains behind the bay over the depression making the heat not only bearable but delightful.
At the time there was only a Standard Oil refueling station and some official buildings. The Samoans lived in huts doing God only knows what. Taking life easy perhaps. The Captain prepped the crew about maintaining good relations with the Samoans. In an attempt to keep the sailors away from the women they were advised of the danger of elephantiasis which all the women supposedly carried. Elephantiasis, of course, is when the gonads swell up to a size requiring a wheelbarrow for transport. All of the local men were apparently abstinent since wheelbarrows were not conspicuous. Ratches threw in a couple other hideous diseases and let it go at that.
Ratches first need was to find hospitalization for his two crippled men. The facilities of Pago Pago were inadequate to treat their injuries. This was before the age of the big jetliners that could fly nonstop from sea to sea so there were no commercial flights into Pago Pago, at least on a scheduled basis. The only other flights were run by Standard and they were not only infrequent but the company was unwilling to take responsibility for the two men.
Thus the squadron’s visit in this tropical paradise was cut from three days to one while the Figi visit was skipped and the squadron was to make a high speed run to Australia.
Needless to say the Commodore blamed and privately cursed Ratches. The Captain in turn privately cursed Duber, Erect and Kanary. He was even indiscreet enough to mutter terms like ‘criminally insane’ where they were heard and reported. As Kanary was included he was alarmed and took it ill. Convinced of his own purity Kanary could only transfer the blame for his actions to Trueman. Kanary reasoned quite inaccurately that had Trueman not been there he would not have acted as he did. But Trueman was there and Kanary’s potential for insane criminal violence did exist. While consciously he could not admit to this evil side of himself it gnawed away at him from his subconscious.
Except that Ratches had prevented him, he and Erect in civilian circumstances would have been guilty of criminally insane crimes. Only the environment of men aboard ship prevented their legal condemnation.
Devoting himself to explaining to the Commodore and trying to help his injured sailors Ratches granted the ship liberty prior to sailing the next morning.
One would think that Duber, Erect and Kanary had enough troubles without plotting further to dispose of Trueman. Kanary’s hatred was unreasoning. His sense of responsibility was so weak that he must have been willing to go to prison in order to satisfy his hatred of Trueman.
Duber had somehow developed the opinion that there was no law below the Line. Perhaps he had seen one too many John Wayne movies. But he seriously thought that any act was permissable to him in the South Seas. His intelligence was so feeble that he thought that if he eliminated Trueman the Captain would let matters drop.
The Japanese had fortified Samoa. As they usually did they excavated mazes of tunnels in the hills to hide from the shelling. These caves were amazingly effective and still in existence. It was rumored that one could still find war memorabilia in them. Trueman was interested in visiting them. They were on the other side of the lagoon which necessited a long walk to the head of the lagoon and around. That posed no problem for Trueman. He didn’t even do much more than a double take when Duber, Erect and Kanary invited him to accompany them. The plan was to get him over there, kill him and leave the body. They reasoned that by the time he was missed they would be far at sea and the matter would be allowed to drop, he would just be AWOL.
While Trueman was doing his double take he was approached by Shakey Jake Brook who advised him that he wouldn’t go anywhere with those guys. Something in Shaky Jake’s earnestness raised images of the crossing of the Line which tipped Dewey into saying no. He was suprised at the hostility his No raised in Duber and Erect. As soon as Kanary heard that he wasn’t going he hurriedly dressed to go ashore to poison Trueman’s reception.
Thus by the time Trueman found his way to the open air market where the Samoans sold their foodstuffs he was given a very hostile reception by the natives as Kanary stood by grinning.
It takes only a few obvious words to groups sensitive to criticism such as Jews, the various colored folks, homosexuals, feminists and the like to prejudice them against anyone. Kanary had simply said: ‘See that guy coming? He thinks Samoans are ignorant savages.’ Such slanderers are always taken at their word so no questions were asked.
So Trueman was confronted with the inexplicable hostility of people he had never seen but who seemed to know him and dislike him. The obvious question to put to oneself is ‘What’s wrong with me?’ What’s wrong with you is that your slanderer doesn’t like you. You’re a lucky man if you can externalize this pressure. By far more people internalize it searching for a shortcoming rather than looking for a slanderer.
Trueman noticed Kanary standing by glowering with a vengeful smile. He moved off only to be followed by Kanary.
Kanary was queer to the bone, he had no shame, all chutzpah.
‘Why don’t you go off by yourself, Kanary? Stop following me around.’
‘Following you around! Don’t flatter yourself, Trueman. Nobody’s following you around.’
‘Well, then just go ahead. I’ll let you get out of sight.’
‘I don’t do what you tell me.’
There’s nothing legal you can do with a queer with no shame.
Trueman wandered around looking at the buildings with Kanary dogging his steps. One would say that Kanary had no life of his own but as a homosexual men were his life. Part of his frustration was a sexual desire for Trueman. Having no legitimate way to court another man he had turned his lust into hatred. By making a persistent nuisance of himself he hoped to break Trueman down so that he would let Kanary screw him just to get rid of him. That’s the homosexual’s central problem; if you can’t screw ’em one way, screw ’em another.
End Of Clip V-2. Proceed to Clip V-3.