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Monthly Archive for January, 1987
Decadent Worker #7 - 29Jan87
Published by workeron January 29, 1987in American Nazi, Co-Man Ra, Lee Harvey Oswald, Sander A. Diamond, The Decadent Worker and cant. 0 Comments
Any attentive reader of this wall newspaper must ask sometimes — besides: “Is this guy nuts or what?” — how did I ever get involved in conspiracies to begin with? You and me, we both wonder. When I was in the Marines with Oswald, I used to think. But even then a gnawing uncertainty caused me to ask Co-Man Ra in the mid-seventies how I originally became involved, a question to which he made no reply.

In 1978 I began creating my own cant language with which to communicate with agents without their seeming to the casual observer to be passing on information — a precaution upon which they insist. Before long I realized there was already an older language, much like my own — consisting of puns, both unique symbols and universal ones, free associations and archtypes, innuendos, archaic meanings, ambiguities in syntax, etc. — of which I eventually picked up a smattering.

Speaking in canted double entendre is, for example, called going inside in the older cant, whereas expressing yourself as nearly all ordinary non-conspirators do is called talking outside. (Since I wrote up one of my first codes in a notebook with an Almond Joy ad on the cover, to speak of something in my cant language is called, to “enjoy” it.)

A result of my studies has been the gradual realization that all my life I have been surrounded by individuals who were communicating with one another in the older language. Why? I think my more recent studies in American Nazism are furnishing clues.

According to Sander A. Diamond’s The Nazi Movement in the United States 1924-1941 (Cornell University Press, 1974): “Goebbels maintained…the German element in America should not be bombarded with Nazi literature; racial awareness would have to be achieved by means of a ‘well-camouflaged German propaganda network.’… By the all of 1933, then, two alternative — though not necessarily contradictory — methods of approaching Americans of German ancestory had emerged. On the one hand, men like Bohle, Hess, and Hoffmann hoped to create a German bloc in America favorable to Nazi ermany by using a broadly-based, German-sponsored party or a bund movement. On the other hand, Goebbels discounted the need for either a political party or a bund movement and favored a well-organized but camouflaged propaganda campaign directed at thousands of German-American organizations throughout the United States.” (pp. 126-7)

Now it so happens that although my father’s family is of English ancestory, their perchant for marrying people with names that sound German to me is notable: Switzer, Geiger, Minnix, Orim and Doering. Only my dad’s youngest brother, Rex, married someone definitely not German, and that wasn’t until after World War II. There are nagging additional factors: all through the war as I was growing up the Switzers claimed they were Irish; ater the war my uncle Will Switzer went to Ireland and returned with the news: our ancestors were only there for a generation, having migrated from Germany. A switzer is a royal guard among European monarchs; the Pope is guarded by Swiss soldiers called switzers. Intelligence community rumors indicate that Richard Nixon and the Switzers in my family were involved in the deliberate, racist conspiracy to escalate the Vietnam war. My maternal grandfather, Ed Switzer, was perhaps the most bigoted man I’ve ever known.

– Kerry Wendell Thornley

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Decadent Worker #6 - 26Jan87
Published by workeron January 26, 1987in British intelligence, Nazi, Samuel Hoare, The Decadent Worker, Wormwood and philosopher-king. 0 Comments
THAT OLD-TIME RELIGION

“Brainwashing Nazi-pagans go underground after World War II, perfect techniques of emotional control of masses, and emerge in the 80s as fundamentalist Xtians bent on TOTAL ANNIHILATION of freedom! They are FUNDAMENTALLY APOCALYPTIC……” — Wild Magick Bulletin, Autumn ‘86 ELF, Box 1082, Bloomington, Ind. 47402

“‘You know the angel in the Book o Revelations, Kerry, that rules the world for a thousand years with a rod of iron? What do you figure that could symbolize?… Rods are used in nuclear energy reactors. They are also used in computers.’” — Brother-in-law in The Dreadlock Recollections (c) 1984 by Kerry Wendell Thornley, p.148 original MS

“One West German-based expert on Russian history… stressed that the Soviets are enormously sensitive to questions like the mark on Gorbachov’s brow, because of the strong and unpredictable ‘apocalyptic Old Believer tradition’ in the population… According to Revelations 8:10-11, ‘And the third angel sounded, and there fell a great star from heaven, burning as it were a lamp, and it fell upon the third part of the rivers, and upon the fountains of waters; And the name of the star is called Wormwood: and the third part of the waters became wormwood; and many men died of the waters, because they were made bitter.’ And the Ukrainian word for wormwood, as the babushki knew, is chornobil — or in Russian translation, chernobyl….

“Sir Samuel Hoare, the chief of the British Military Intelligence mission in Russia in 1917, shows in his memoir, The Fourth Seal (1930), how the Western oligarchical forces involved in creating the Bolshevik Revolution, identified it with the Apocalypse. His book is illustrated with woodcuts from Revelation, taken from the Old Believers’ Apocalypse. Hoare was himself a leading figure of the Trust, and was close to A. I. Guchkov, the head of the Moscow Old Believer circles that heavily financed the Bolsheviks.” — Rachel Douglas and Susan Welsh, “The man with the mark of the beast,” Executive Intelligence Review, Vol. 13, No. 41, 17 October 1986

“‘They’ll all have to take you/ ’cause we’re gonna make you/ into our Philosopher-King;/ in the words of their own God,/ you’ll rule with an iron rod.’/ He winked if you know what I mean/ They call me the Wreck of the old Armageddon/ since nineteen and sixty-three.” — “Wreck of the Armageddon” by Kerry Wendell Thornley

“Hitler’s coming back, olks, and boy is he pissed.” — The Amazing Colossal MindBlaster-Newsletter of the Gods, Vol., #2. (Remote Control Institute, Buck Rt., Box 111, Hinton WV 25951) Single copy: $1.50

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“What a lot of people are following MIGHT NOT BE JESUS.” — “Bob”

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Decadent Worker #5 - 22Jan87
Published by workeron January 22, 1987in Castro, Illuminati, The Decadent Worker, Thule Society, cant, central banking and intelligence community. 0 Comments
A 1981 afternoon found me sitting behind a typewriter in Tampa, Florida, dredging up miscellaneous memories of conversations that happened between twenty and eighteen years earlier. I was finally organizing my material about the John Kennedy assassination. Most of the important stuff had already been recorded in affidavits, notebooks and tapes, if not also in the stack of large filing cards behind me. By now I was involved in the loose ends — the scraps of repartee which even in retrospect did not seem to make much sense, or at least not much history when they did, the irrelevant and the mundane. Things about Castro — I was thinking: What did Slim’s weird Nazi brother-in-law say about Fidel Castro? Not much in view of what a hotbed of anti-Castro activity New Orleans was between 1961 and the end of 1963. Most of the time Brother-in-law had been predictably rightwing here as about other things. Only twice that I recalled did he say anything I could interpret as pro-Castro at all.

“You know, Kerry, people like Fidel Castro aren’t going to respect you unless you have to struggle the same way they did.” Why, I wondered aloud, would I possibly ever want Fidel’s respect? A laugh was the only answer Brother-in-law gave me.

What was the other thing? Oh yeah, something about how very few Spaniards in Cuba had married in with the Indians — repeating the same thing, almost word for word, Slim had told me once before. And that leading up to something else. What was it? Oh yeah: his opinion that it would be a shame to fight white people in Cuba.

Anything else? Maybe. What was it? Oh yeah, something about how it would be preferable to go to war against an Asian race, instead.

Oh Jesus: That would have been, it occurred to me for the first time, the war in Indochina!

“Not only that,” I was soon told in the cant language I had developed in 1978 for communicating with the intelligence community, “it is also the source of censorship about the JFK murder.”

Finding out why all this shit is being covered up has been something more than a hobby with me since 1975. My collection of rumors and speculations involved Thule Society terrorism and sabotage intended to undermine public confidence in government and the media, energy cartel supression of anti-profitable technology and, of course, the Illuminati central banking conspiracy. So I added this one — the deliberate escalation of the Vietnam War by racists — to my already unwieldy collection.

On another afternoon a year later just north of Santa Barbara, California, I was sitting beside the road hitch-hiking and smoking my pipe. Only after I rather carelessly dumped out the smoldering ashes in front of me did I remember that it was summer in California where a few sparks can destroy miles of field and forest. As I rubbed the embers out with a pebble I thought about what would’ve happened if I had caused a horrible fire. “Hell,” I said out loud, “I could burn everything in sight, admit it and tell everybody about why the Vietnam war was escalated and I’d be doing more good than harm.” Instead, I met another vagabond up the coast who kindled a small fire in an improvised stone oven and wound up taking the rap when half a dozen firetrucks and forest rangers with extinguishers busted us or an unauthorized fire. I told them about the Vietnam war; they didn’t seem interested, but then the fire only covered about six square inches. I was fined fifty dollars. –Kerry Wendell Thornley

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Decadent Worker #4 - 19Jan87
Published by workeron January 19, 1987in Alan Watts, FreFanZine, The Decadent Worker, Ti-Grace Atkinson, Timbuk 3, W.E.B. duBois and Zen. 0 Comments
“Hairstyles and attitudes, how do they relate?/How well do we use/ Our freedom to choose/ The illusions we create?/ Scientists, they done lots of research; it may be just hype/ But the latest findings cause me to tremble:/ ‘Categorize us into three basic types/ By which of the Three Stooges we most closely resemble.”
— Timbuk 3

“My original point was that lunatic fringe types should package themselves to fit their audience. Forward-thinking people dressed well and using good manners can sway mundanes more than filthy radicals suspected of inciting riots. You have to package the product to sell, especially if the product is new ideas. An LP (Libertarian Party) friend of mine found people more receptive to his ideas if he wore a three-piece suit with an American lag pin stuck in his lapel.” — Karl Sackett, FreFanZine #61

“Looking Good: A Zen abbot went dressed in rags to the door of a rich man and was turned away with an empty bowl. So he returned in his formal robe of office, and was invited in and served a sumptuous meal. Removing his robe and folding it, he placed it in front of the feast and departed with the words, ‘This meal is not for me; it is for the robe.’” — Ho Chi Zen “Zenarchy Stories,” Inside Joke #40, Box 1609 Madison Square Station, New York City 10159, $1.00

In a speech to the National Organization o Women (NOW) which appears in her book, Amazon Odyssey, Ti-Grace Atkinson argues that the function of revolutionaries is to make people think, not to worry about what people will think.

In 1967 the W.E.B. duBois Clubs more or less represented the official thinking of the American Communist Party, which was that revolutionaries must work within the culture of the Old Order, a principle which in practices was carried to masochistic extremes. Party members could not divorce their spouses. Young Communists were to wear suits and refrain from smoking marijuana. Group gropes were for deviationists. Meanwhile, the hippies were dressing in gaudy robes and beads, anointing themselves with scented oils and handing flowers to strangers for no reason. Who captured, the public imagination? Who is remembered and praised wistfully twenty years later?

Don’t be misled by the title. The Right to be Greedy ($6.95: Loompanics, Box 1197, Port Townsend, WA 98368) is not an exposition of the Objectivism of Ayn Rand. Instead, it reads more like situationist polemic for Communist Egoism. You don’t have to live in imitation of Oliver Cromwell to make revolution. Excellent!

Neckties, says Alan Watts in Does It Matter? were first worn in royal courts for the convenience of kings by their servants. The purpose: to facilitate instant strangulation of wrongdoers.

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Democracy has been defined as the principle that “one man is as good as another, if not a little better.” Anarchy may be defined as the principal that one government is as bad as another, if not a little worse. Liberty, May 12, 1883.

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Decadent Worker #2 - 12Jan87
Published by workeron January 12, 1987in Discordia, John Kenneth Galbraith and The Decadent Worker. 0 Comments
#2 12Jan87

“You will find that the STATE is the kind of ORGANIZATION which, though it does big things badly, does small things badly too.” - John Kenneth Galbraith

The Myth of the Apple of Discord

It seems that Zeus was preparing a wedding banquet for Peleus and Thetis and did not want to invite Eris because of Her reputation as a trouble maker.*

This made Eris angry, and so She fashioned an apple of pure gold** and inscribed upon it KALLISTI (”To The Prettiest One”) and on the day of the fete She rolled it into the banquet hall and then left to be alone and joyously partake of a hot dog.

Now, three of the invited goddesses,*** Athena, Hera, and Aphrodite, each immediately claimed it to belong to hersel because of the inscription. And they started fighting, and they started throwing punch all over the place and everything.

Finally Zeus calmed things down and declared that an arbitrator must be selected, which was a resonable suggestion, and all agreed. He sent them to a shepherd of Troy, whose name was Paris because his mother had had a lot of gaul and had married a Frenchman; but each of the sneaky goddesses tried to outwit the others by going early and offering a bribe to Paris.

Athena offered him Heroic War Victories, Hera offered him Great Wealth, and Aphrodite offered him The Most Beautiul Woman on Earth. Being a healthy young Trojan lad, Paris promptly accepted Aphrodite’s bribe and she got the apple and he got screwed.

As she had promised, she maneuvered earthly happenings so that Paris could have Helen (the Helen) then living with her husband Menelaus, King of Sparta. Anyway, everyone knows that the Trojan War ollowed when Sparta demanded their Queen back and that the Trojan War is said to be The First War among men.

And so we sufer because of The Original Snub. And so a Discordian is to partake of No Hot Dog Buns.

Do you believe that?

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* This is called THE DOCTRINE OF THE ORIGINAL SNUB.
** There is historic disagreement concerning whether this apple was of metallic gold or acupulco.
*** Actually there were five goddesses, but the Greeks did not know of the Law of Fives.

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Decadent Worker #1 - 8Jan87
Published by workeron January 8, 1987in Bob Black, Charles Cabell, Communism, JFK, New Orleans and The Decadent Worker. 1 Comment
The Decadent Worker
Revolutionary Surrealist Vandalist Party (RSVP) Wall Newspaper - 25c - #1 8Jan87

The New Year seems as good a time as any to change names and review priorities.

“Kerry,” said the man with whom I also discussed assassinating JFK, “the Cubans are mostly of Spanish blood, and Spaniards are white people. So if there is another war, and if there is some way of influencing where it occurs, I think it would be good if that war was against somebody other than the Cubans — such as an Oriental race. Don’t you?”

What he actually said, I have remembered since first writing that in my book (unpublished) about the assassination, was “if there is another war against Communism.” And what I actually answered, gung-ho Objectivist that I then was: “I think, though, there should be a war against Communism.”

In The Real Torch of Liberty, Bob Black’s latest pamphlet attacking everything that moves, he complains: “For most of us, our memories get worse as we age, we forget things. For Thornley it’s exactly the opposite. The further away he gets from these ancient supposed 60’s events the better his memory gets.”

Thirteen years after JFK was murdered I realized that I was involved, because the Watergate revelations demonstrated the relevance of things till then dismissed — conversations that occurred near New Orleans between 1961 (April or May) and November of 1963. If you understood, too late, the importance of discussions which happened long ago, your memory would also improve with age — because, believe me, you would think about it day and night, year after year.

Bob Black is most known these days for his brilliant tract against work, for which activity he omits any suggestion of an alternate means of livelihood. As for how Black makes it, he told me plainly in his own words once that he receives a grant from the Department of Justice. Enough said.

Another theory in circulation which dismisses my claim of direct knowledge in advance of a conspiracy to make war in Asia for racist reasons, is the contention that was mind controlled by the World-wide Church of God to remember something that in fact never happened. Although it is true that the technology exists to plan false memories, it is also true that the technology exists to find out once and for all if there was such a conspiracy — a little gizmo called a Psychological Stress Evaluator. You simply ask Edward Howard Hunt on tape if he ever spoke to me about killing Kennedy and making war in Asia in order to prevent an invasion of Cuba. Evidence indicates Hunt was passing himself off in Guy Banister’s office at that time as one Maurice Brooks Gatlin, Sr. According to Betrayal by Robert Murrow, Gatlin was spying on the FBI for Charles Cabell of CIA — the man who, according to David Emory, sabotaged air support in the Bay of Pigs. That individual is dead. His brother, Earl, who was mayor of Dallas when JFK was killed is, I think, still living — as are Richard Nixon, Pamela Churchill, Dean Rusk and many of the members of my mother’s side of my family, the Switzers, who were also allegedly involved. Question people like that on tape; find out if they had prior knowledge of the Vietnam war.

Every half hour a thousand people die of starvation. Do you think it coincidental that they happen to belong to what the Nazis regard as inferior races?

Kerry Wendell Thornley
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