B. U. G. S.

Shari was worried that Chinese workers heading for Africa contradicted the Mantra. Someone else wrote that they were finding “contradictions” to the Mantra. As I told Shari, she gave up before READING the Mantra again. Some Chinese workers do not mean that anyone is DEMANDING that Africa take in Chinese. This has absolutely nothing to do with genocide, unless EVERY Black Country ON EARTH faces a DEAMAND for it.

Yet I had to point this out to Shari. I had to point out to the “exceptions” person that no one else had run into these “exceptions” and he himself did not give a single instance of one.

Shari and the commenter are on OUR side. So why do they find themselves shaken so easily? Because no matter how much we reassure each other, it is not easy to believe how fundamentally right we are and how absolutely and sickly wrong the other side is. Except for Jews, it is the definition of insanity to think you are right and the rest of the world is wrong.

It would be the definition of insanity to believe that we are SO right and the rest of the world so SICKLY, wrong. I repeat, no mater how confident you may sound to others you always have a doubt because you are sane.

I left sanity behind decades ago. It took me many, many years. As I said in my last book, I laughed when I heard the Preamble to the Soviet Constitution of 1936. I was eighteen years old, but to say “The Soviet Union is a nation of workers, peasants, soldiers and INTELLECTUALS” was such an obvious fraud that I laughed at it out loud in class. They did indeed think I was insane, students and professor.

As I said, if a group of ten-year-olds were being organized and one said, “I’ll organize us. Tom, you be the worker in the factory. Jim, you be the peasant and get out there and slog all day in the fields. Billy, you go our and get your leg shot off in the army.”

So the other kids asked this kid what he will be, He answers, as Lenin or Trotsky or Stalin did, “I’ll be the Intellectual. I’ll sit and tell you guys what to do.” No ten-year old would take crap like that seriously, but there I sat in a classroom full of college students and a professor who thought anybody who did NOT take it seriously was CRAZY!

I listened to professors saying that all Norsemen ever did with runes was a few writings on rock. I looked around to see if no one found anything odd about this. Not one person did, except for me.

Those writings on rock were not only all PERFECT, but highly complex and wound round and round. But, according to what the prof said and everybody accepted, it was the only effort the writer made. Perfection from the word go. Not used anywhere else.

It took me YEARS to REALIZE, not just KNOW but REALIZE, how mindless the people around me were. It took THOUSANDS of confrontations. I told you about how, by the time I was in grad school at UVA, it was an annual ritual for me to stand there and cut each new student or professor down on race in a matter of minutes.

Yes, the sheer desperation of the establishment to stop any discussion at all is a dead giveaway, but it is STILL hard for Shari or even me sometimes to face the fact that there IS no exception. There WILL NOT BE an exception. But you have to discipline yourself. You have to stop being nervous and realize EXACTLY what you are saying, not how you may be wrong.

AND THAT IS WHY YOU SHOULDN’T SCREW WITH THE MANTRA. If you get sloppy and start talking about numbers of immigrants or some other detail or off-trail, you will open yourself up for that doubt that is festering in you.

We face GENOCIDE and SICK MINDS. If someone starts to talk about colonization or some other reason for the present policy, all you have to say is, “You are JUSTIFYING genocide.” That is the point. You are so nervous about our message that you bobble the ball and answer this argument rather than condemning it and saying that it means the other guy is in favor of genocide, since he is giving reasons for it.

But the whole point of SEMINAR is that you won’t NEED me to do this thinking for you.

By now, if someone gives you pause, you can deal with it. For now, you can come to me to bail you out. But I will not be here forever, gang.