The Majority is Always Wrong.

Month: October, 2012


Two government agencies, the so-called “Federal Land Bank” system, and the Farmer’s Housing Administration, were established in the latter part of the 20th century in order to overdose unwitting American farmers with credit. The latter institution was particularly insidious and, like the equally insidious Federal Reserve Bank, deliberately obfuscated the question of whether it was a private bank or a federal institution. Both institutions extravagantly waste gigantic amounts of taxpayers’ money.

A radically different method of loaning money to farmers was pursued with vigor by these rapacious agencies, especially after 1971: the novel idea of encouraging the farmers into engaging in something euphemistically labeled “cafeteria credit.” In other words, allowing–and deceitfully goading–a farmer into borrowing as much money as he wanted, whenever he wanted, for whatever he wanted, without concern or counsel as to whether the farmer could actually pay back the money–in other words, deliberately overdosing the farmer with credit. More traditional and more responsible lenders to the farming community were forced out of the game and stopped lending to farmers altogether when the federal government got involved and started recklessly throwing taxpayers money around.

When the inevitable day of reckoning came that great multitudes of these duped American farmers defaulted on the exorbitant loans, the Federal Land Banks and most especially the FmHA duly and ruthlessly foreclosed, vast speculative moneys owed upon greatly overinflated real estate appraisals would have to be recouped from the poor American taxpayers and their posterity, and great multitudes of American wheat and other farmers were forced off the land, forced into citified living conditions and dependent on public assistance and charity–those distraught former farmers that didn’t summarily commit suicide, that is (and the author makes it clear that there have been quite a few of those). Truly, on Judgement Day, it won’t be the serial killers who will have it the worst; truly, it will be the Banksters who will have it the worst before Our Lord.

By the way, the process just described isn’t all that different from what went down in the U.S.S.R. back in the 1930s: Get the people off the land and into the cities, and consolidate the production of agriculture into as few hands as possible. It’s all right there in the 10 Planks of the Communist Manifesto, if anybody wants to check. (Incidentally, the trick of overdosing the American people with “cafeteria credit,” waiting for them to take the cheese and then snapping shut the trap and foreclosing, also sounds eerily similar to the most recent boom-and-bust great housing bubble in the U.S., for those who are paying attention.)

So for anyone out there who, like this reader, was also scratching his head back in the 1980s over the whole Willie-Nelson-Farm-Aid thing, wondering why all of a sudden American farmers were inexplicably going belly-up en masse, this is the book that finally explains it all, and in relentlessly specific and often poignant detail.

It is an exquisitely informative read. The one and only flaw here is that the author suffers under the unwarranted supposition that what he is describing is largely the result of ineptitude. But this reader doesn’t see it that way. For this reader, the scenario the author describes can only have been the result of an orchestrated strategem carried out by a few super-elite oligarchical string-pullers.

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This was published away back in 1867, and whoever this Francis Parkman fellow was, he must certainly have been a Romanist, because no legitimate non-Romanist would ever have written so glowingly about the Jesuits; people–Americans especially–just weren’t as ignorant about this topic then as they are now.

To be sure, Parkman does preface his account with a begrudging acknowledgement of the, uh, well, foibles of Ignatius Loyola himself. But even here Parkman manages to gloat over what a headache Loyola became to Protestantism after that ostensibly Protestant cannonball fatefully nicked the side of his leg.

I am fairly certain that Parkman thought he was writing a rather impartial account. This just has that kind of feel to it. But this reader is a little too well-read in this area to be buying any of that.

What this old book does probably provide is a good deal of specific recorded facts about the customs and lifestyles of several of the once-prominent, now-defunct Indian tribes in what is now Quebec–the tribes of the Algonquin, Erie, Mohawk, Iroquois, etc.–but most especially does it deal with the Huron. Apparently that is the tribe the Jesuits were banking on the most.

It is likely that the exclusively Romanist sources that Parkman is using should be trusted here in this depiction of the details of Indian life; however, given that this is a secret society which prides itself in calling white black and black white whenever it deems necessary to do so, it should be expected that some if not all of the accounts that Parkman gives of Jesuit priests evincing extraordinary heroism and nobility and virtue had been embellished somewhat.

This book also fills in the history as to how Quebec, and most especially Montreal, Quebec, came to be a Jesuit stronghold to this day. What the Jesuits were trying to accomplish with the Hurons in Quebec, writes Parkman with adulation, was to set up the same kind of system that they had already set up a century before in Paraguay with the native tribes down there. Of course, what Parkman doesn’t tell readers is that that system in Paraguay, ambiguously called the “Reductions,” was a system of darkness and slavery, and we can see now, a century after Parkman was writing, that this system of “Reductions” was a forerunner to the oligarchical-collectivist Communist system we know today. At any rate, Jesuitical designs upon the Hurons and in Canada met with less success than with the Indians of South America due to the fact that the Hurons were gradually and eventually wiped out due to disease, starvation, and chronic warfare with the Iroquois.

This book has some valuable history in it, but it should only be recommended for a mature, discerning reader who has been versed in the now-hidden real history of Romanism.

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The historical information in this book is of such a startling and singular nature, I’m not even going to write a proper review of it. I’ll just say that, in all seriousness, those who won’t ever read this, which of course is just about everyone, unless they should miraculously come upon this information from some other means (virtually impossible), then they literally cannot hope to possess any kind of factual, or even reasonable understanding of 20th century history–this is especially true in regard to the latter half of the twentieth century, which is mostly the focus of this work.

I write this as someone who has by now read many books on this and similar subject matter; I write this as someone who has by now read a number of other books by this same author.

Do I trust everything this author says? No. Manhattan probably didn’t shoot straight all the time. He was a Knight of Malta–how could he?

–Doesn’t matter. Even if a quarter of what this book claims is accurate, then it blows to pieces anything you thought you ever knew about 20th century history. Manhattan was in a position to know this stuff. He had the connections, had the credentials, and what he documents and surmises just makes too much sense to not be mostly if not completely true.

That’s all I’ll say. This is a shocking book. Good luck with it, having to carry this kind of stuff around with you for the rest of your life if you should read, or living without a clue in perfect blissful ignorance if you should never.

What a book. Oh, wow. Just wow.

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