The Artist Formerly Known As Nobody directed a brilliant comment aimed at Alan. You are talking to each other now, and Ole Prof Bob just sits back with a contented smile and thinks, “I am one HELL of a teacher!”
I am not going to take all the weight up here when I have worked my butt off to produce commenters who are doing it as well as I could.
READ THE COMMENTS!
But I do have an institutional memory you can use, and one sentence of AFKAN’s jogged a piece of it:
“Everything worthwhile flows from the Idea of RACE, as Yockey defined it.”
I said some time ago, when Willis Carto blew up at Kelso that Willis had done so many things for us, long ago and all alone, that I could not even REMEMBER them all. It is entirely because of Willis Carto that we have Yockey’s book, Imperium. He discovered it, he published it.
But one thing Willis – and I – HATED was Yockey’s childish errors in the area of genetics. You’ve seen the same sort of stuff in this Blog. Like Yockey my forte is connecting widely separated things that experts could not imagine had any connection. The price you pay for this is making really stupid errors about factual matters in all those widely separated fields.
I never hesitate to call stupid stupid, especially when I am doing the stupiding. I just correct myself, sometimes with a belly laugh about how wrong I got it, and go on. It’s fun, because I KNOW I won’t suddenly decide that I am calling that I am calling my mother ugly or intending some vicious attack the way others I laugh at – or with — do. That alone is a good lesson from Ole Bob.
I even laughed at the paragraph above. People that Bob means to insult them indirectly. They think Bob is being subtle.
Let me repeat that: People think BOB is being SUBTLE! If that doesn’t give you a yuck you need some Pepto-Bismol.
But Yockey didn’t have the chance to be corrected. Like John Ashbrook and Sonny Bono, he died mysteriously after completing Imperium. He was being tried as a subversive after WWII and he was found hanging in his cell.
Let me repeat, if I seem paranoid at the death of my friend and boss, John Ashbrook, please note that his body was not in the coffin we buried. The police had held it back for further examination.
Yockey had a totally Spenglerian – actually a Thomist –outlook. Though like Spengler he dismissed blacks from any participation in any great civilization, past or present, he did have the idea of rise and fall as essentially a Mystery, in the religious sense of the term. So in a sense all Great Civilizations, white and non-white, were equal.
Carto was Yockey’s greatest fan. The one page of Imperium that he HATED was where Yockey dismissed genetics by talking about how unfit for survival the DOMESTIC CHICKEN was. One thing I have in common with Yockey is that when us geniuses say something stupid, it’s not a misstep, it’s an avalanche.
But that’s what they pay Mommy Professors to have traumas about. Us grownups just accept the correction and go on.
The copyright for Imperium belonged to Yockey’s sister. Carto asked her permission to change some of the nonsense abut genetics. Her reaction was one that both Willis and I understood perfectly. Carto could print the book if he used every single word EXACTLY as her departed brother left it to her. It is hard to imagine Willis Carto begging for anything, but I am willing to bet he had tears in his eyes when he implored her to let him at least take out the chicken story.
She was adamant. She was Francis Yockey’s sister. We expected her to be adamant. Genes DO tell, chickens or no chickens.
If AFKAN says Yockey’s definition of race now makes sense, I assume that the lady is dead and that Willis, who is not known for giving up, got it straightened out since. Willis damn near destroyed me once, but I will admire that man till the day they finally hang me.