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The reporter finally left, but Sergeant Riley, a methodical man, filed his name in memory: James Mallison-or had he said Joseph Mallison? A strange book he claimed to be writing-about Dillinger's teeth and the b.l.o.o.d.y atheistic Freemasons. There was more to this than met the eye, obviously.
LIKE A TREE THAT'S PLANTED BY THE WATER WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED.
Miskatonic University, in Arkham, Ma.s.sachusetts, is not a well-known campus by any means, and the few scholarly visitors who come there are an odd lot, drawn usually by the strange collection of occult books given to the Miskatonic Library by the late Dr. Henry Armitage. Miss Doris Horus, the librarian, had never seen quite such a strange visitor though, as this Professor J. D. Mallison who claimed to come from Dayton, Ohio, but spoke with an unmistakable New York accent. Considering his furtiveness, she found it no surprise that he spent the whole day (June 26, 1969) pouring over the rare copy of Dr. John Dee's translation of the Necronomicon Necronomicon of Abdul Alhazred. That was the book most of the queer ones went for; that or of Abdul Alhazred. That was the book most of the queer ones went for; that or The Book of Sacred Magic of Abra-Melin the Mage The Book of Sacred Magic of Abra-Melin the Mage.
Doris didn't like the Necronomicon Necronomicon, although she considered herself an emanc.i.p.ated and free-thinking young woman. There was something sinister, or to be downright honest about it, perverted perverted about that book-and not in a nice, exciting way, but in a sick and frightening way. All those strange ill.u.s.trations, always with five-sided borders just like the Pentagon in Was.h.i.+ngton, but with those people inside doing all those freaky s.e.x acts with those other creatures who weren't people at all. It was frankly Doris's opinion that old Abdul Alhazred had been smoking some pretty bad gra.s.s when he dreamed up those things. Or maybe it was something stronger than gra.s.s: she remembered one sentence from the text: "Onlie those who have eaten a certain alkaloid herb, whose name it were wise not to disclose to the unilluminated, maye in the fleshe see a Shoggothe." I wonder what a "Shoggothe" is, Doris thought idly; probably one of those disgusting creatures that the people in the ill.u.s.trations are doing those h.o.r.n.y things with. Yech. about that book-and not in a nice, exciting way, but in a sick and frightening way. All those strange ill.u.s.trations, always with five-sided borders just like the Pentagon in Was.h.i.+ngton, but with those people inside doing all those freaky s.e.x acts with those other creatures who weren't people at all. It was frankly Doris's opinion that old Abdul Alhazred had been smoking some pretty bad gra.s.s when he dreamed up those things. Or maybe it was something stronger than gra.s.s: she remembered one sentence from the text: "Onlie those who have eaten a certain alkaloid herb, whose name it were wise not to disclose to the unilluminated, maye in the fleshe see a Shoggothe." I wonder what a "Shoggothe" is, Doris thought idly; probably one of those disgusting creatures that the people in the ill.u.s.trations are doing those h.o.r.n.y things with. Yech.
She was glad when J. D. Mallison finally left and she could return the Necronomicon Necronomicon to its position on the closed shelves. She remembered the brief biography of crazy old Abdul Alhazred that Dr. Armitage had written and also given to the library: "Spent seven years in the desert and claimed to have visited Irem, the city forbidden in the to its position on the closed shelves. She remembered the brief biography of crazy old Abdul Alhazred that Dr. Armitage had written and also given to the library: "Spent seven years in the desert and claimed to have visited Irem, the city forbidden in the Koran Koran, which Alhazred a.s.serted was of pre-human origin...." Silly! Who was around to build cities before there were people? Those Shoggothes? "An indifferent Moslem, he wors.h.i.+pped beings whom he called Yog-Sothoth and Cthulhu." And that insidious line: "According to contemporary historians, Alhazred's death was both tragic and bizarre, since it was a.s.serted that he was eaten alive by an invisible monster in the middle of the market-place." Dr. Armitage had been such a nice old man, Doris remembered, even if his talk about cabalistic numbers and Masonic symbols was a little peculiar at times; why would he collect such icky icky books by books by creepy creepy people? people?
The Internal Revenue Service knows this much about Robert Putney Drake: during the last fiscal year, he earned $23,000,005 on stocks and bonds in various defense corporations, $17,000,523 from the three banks he controlled, and $5,807,400 from various real-estate holdings. They did not know that he also banked (in Switzerland) over $100,000,000 from prost.i.tution, an equal amount from heroin and gambling, and $2,500,000 from p.o.r.nography. On the other hand, they didn't know either about certain legitimate business expenses which he had not cared to claim, including more than $5,000,000 in bribes to various legislators, judges and police officials, in all 50 states in order to maintain the laws which made men's vices so profitable to him, and $50,000 to Knights of Christianity United in Faith as a last-ditch effort to stave off total legalization of p.o.r.nography and the collapse of that part of his empire.
"What the deuce do you make of this?" Barney Muldoon asked. He was holding an amulet in his hand. "Found it in the bedroom," he explained, holding it for Saul to examine the strange design: [image]
"Part of it is Chinese," Saul said thoughtfully. "The basic design-two interlocking commas, one pointing up and the other down. It means that opposites are equal."
"And what does that that mean?" Muldoon asked sarcastically. "Opposites are opposite, not equal. You'd have to be a Chinaman to think otherwise." mean?" Muldoon asked sarcastically. "Opposites are opposite, not equal. You'd have to be a Chinaman to think otherwise."
Saul ignored the comment. "But the pentagon isn't in the Chinese design-and neither is the apple with the K K in it...." Suddenly, he grinned. "Wait, I'll bet I know what that is. It's from Greek mythology. There was a banquet on Olympus, and Eris wasn't invited, because she was the G.o.ddess of Discord and always made trouble. So, to get even, she made in it...." Suddenly, he grinned. "Wait, I'll bet I know what that is. It's from Greek mythology. There was a banquet on Olympus, and Eris wasn't invited, because she was the G.o.ddess of Discord and always made trouble. So, to get even, she made more more trouble: she created a beautiful golden apple and wrote on it trouble: she created a beautiful golden apple and wrote on it Kallisti Kallisti. That means 'for the prettiest one' in Greek. It's what the K K stands for, obviously. Then she rolled it into the banquet hall, and, naturally, all the G.o.ddesses there immediately claimed it, each one saying that stands for, obviously. Then she rolled it into the banquet hall, and, naturally, all the G.o.ddesses there immediately claimed it, each one saying that she she was 'the prettiest one.' Finally, old man Zeus himself, to settle the squabble, allowed Paris to decide which G.o.ddess was the prettiest and should get the apple. He chose Aphrodite, and as a reward she gave him an opportunity to kidnap Helen, which led to the Trojan War." was 'the prettiest one.' Finally, old man Zeus himself, to settle the squabble, allowed Paris to decide which G.o.ddess was the prettiest and should get the apple. He chose Aphrodite, and as a reward she gave him an opportunity to kidnap Helen, which led to the Trojan War."
"Very interesting," Muldoon said. "And does that tell us what Joseph Malik knew about the a.s.sa.s.sinations of the Kennedys and this Illuminati bunch and why his office was blown up? Or where he's disappeared to?"
"Well, no," Saul said, "but it's nice to find something in this case that I can recognize. I just wish I knew what the pentagon means, too...."
"Let's look at the rest of the memos," Muldoon suggested.
The next memo, however, stopped them cold: ILLUMINATI PROJECT: MEMO #9.
7/28 J.M.:.
The following chart appeared in the East Village Other East Village Other, June 11, 1969, with the label "Current Structure of the Bavarian Illuminati Conspiracy and the Law of Fives": [image]
The chart hangs at the top of the page, the rest of which is empty s.p.a.ce-as if the editors originally intended to publish an article explaining it, but decided (or were persuaded) to suppress all but the diagram itself.
Pat "This one has to be some d.a.m.ned hippie or yippie hoax," Muldoon said after a long pause. But he sounded uncertain.
"Part of it is," Saul said thoughtfully keeping certain thoughts to himself. "Typical hippie psychology: mixing truth and fantasy to blow the fuses of the Establishment. The Elders of Zion section is just a parody of n.a.z.i ideology. If there really was a Jewish conspiracy to run the world, my rabbi would have let me in on it by now. I contribute enough to the of it is," Saul said thoughtfully keeping certain thoughts to himself. "Typical hippie psychology: mixing truth and fantasy to blow the fuses of the Establishment. The Elders of Zion section is just a parody of n.a.z.i ideology. If there really was a Jewish conspiracy to run the world, my rabbi would have let me in on it by now. I contribute enough to the schule." schule."
"My brother's a Jesuit," Muldoon added, pointing at the Society of Jesus square, "and he never invited me into any worldwide conspiracy."
"But this part is almost plausible," Saul said, pointing to the Sphere of Aftermath. "Aga Khan is is the head of the Ishmaelian sect of Islam, and that sect was founded by Ha.s.san i Sabbah, the 'old man of the mountains' who led the Has.h.i.+s.h.i.+m in the eleventh century. Adam Weishaupt is supposed to have originated the Bavarian Illuminati after studying Sabbah, according to the third memo, so this part fits together-and Ha.s.san i Sabbah is supposed to be the first one to introduce marijuana and has.h.i.+sh to the Western world, from India. That ties in with Weishaupt's growing hemp and Was.h.i.+ngton's having a big hemp crop at Mount Vernon." the head of the Ishmaelian sect of Islam, and that sect was founded by Ha.s.san i Sabbah, the 'old man of the mountains' who led the Has.h.i.+s.h.i.+m in the eleventh century. Adam Weishaupt is supposed to have originated the Bavarian Illuminati after studying Sabbah, according to the third memo, so this part fits together-and Ha.s.san i Sabbah is supposed to be the first one to introduce marijuana and has.h.i.+sh to the Western world, from India. That ties in with Weishaupt's growing hemp and Was.h.i.+ngton's having a big hemp crop at Mount Vernon."
"Wait a minute. Look at how the whole design revolves around the pentagon. Everything else sort of grows out of it."
"So? You think the Defense Department is the international hub of the Illuminati conspiracy?"
"Let's just read the rest of the memos," Muldoon suggested.
(The Indian Agent at the Menominee Reservation in Wisconsin knows this: from the time Billie Freschette returned there until her death in 1968, she received mysterious monthly checks from Switzerland. He thinks he knows the explanation; despite all stories to the contrary, Billie did did help to betray Dillinger and this is the payoff. He is convinced of this. He is also quite wrong.) help to betray Dillinger and this is the payoff. He is convinced of this. He is also quite wrong.) " ... children seven and eight years old," Smiling Jim Trepomena is telling the KCUF audience, "are talking about p.e.n.i.ses and v.a.g.i.n.as-and using those very words! Now, is this an accident? Let me quote you Lenin's own words...." Simon yawns. Now, is this an accident? Let me quote you Lenin's own words...." Simon yawns.
Banana-Nose Maldonado evidently had his own brand of sentimentality or superst.i.tion, and in 1936 he ordered his son, a priest, to say one hundred ma.s.ses for the salvation of the Dutchman's soul. Even years afterward, he would defend the Dutchman in conversation: "He was OK, Dutch was, if you didn't cross him. If you did, forget it; you were finished. He was almost a Siciliano about that. Otherwise, he was a good businessman, and the first one with a real CPA mind in the whole organization. If he hadn't gotten that crazy-head idea about gunning down Tom Dewey, he'd still be a big man. I told him myself. 'You kill Dewey,' I said, 'and the s.h.i.+t hits the fan everywhere. The boys won't take the risk; Lucky and the Butcher want to cowboy you right now.' But he wouldn't listen. 'n.o.body f.u.c.ks with me,' he said. 'I don't care if his name is Dewey, Looey, or Phooey. He dies.' dies.' A real stubborn German Jew. You couldn't talk to him. I even told him how Capone helped set up Dillinger for the Feds just because of the heat those bank-heists were bringing down. You know what he said? He said: 'You tell Al that Dillinger was a lone wolf. I have my own pack.' Too bad, too bad, too bad. I'll light another candle for him at church Sunday." A real stubborn German Jew. You couldn't talk to him. I even told him how Capone helped set up Dillinger for the Feds just because of the heat those bank-heists were bringing down. You know what he said? He said: 'You tell Al that Dillinger was a lone wolf. I have my own pack.' Too bad, too bad, too bad. I'll light another candle for him at church Sunday."
HAND IN HAND TOGETHER.
WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED.
Rebecca Goodman closes her book wearily and stares into s.p.a.ce, thinking about Babylon. Her eyes focus suddenly on the statue Saul had bought her for her last birthday: the mermaid of Copenhagen. How many Danes, she wonders, know that this is one form of representation of the Babylonian s.e.x G.o.ddess Ishtar? (In Central Park, Perri the squirrel is beginning to hunt for the day's food. A French poodle, held on a leash by a mink-coated lady, barks at him, and he runs three times around a tree.) (In Central Park, Perri the squirrel is beginning to hunt for the day's food. A French poodle, held on a leash by a mink-coated lady, barks at him, and he runs three times around a tree.) George Dorn looks at the face of a corpse: it is his own face. "In Wyoming, after one s.e.x-education cla.s.s in a high school, the teacher was raped by seventeen boys. She said later she would never teach s.e.x in school again." Making sure he is alone in the Meditation Room of the UN building, the man calling himself Frank Sullivan quickly moves the black plinth aside and descends the hidden stairs into the tunnel. He is thinking, whimsically, that hardly anybody realizes that the shape of the room is the same as the truncated pyramid on the dollar bill, or guesses what that means. "In Wilmette, Illinois, an 8-year-old boy came home from a sensitivity training cla.s.s and tried to have intercourse with his 4-year-old sister." Simon gave up on his pentagons and began doodling pyramids instead. George Dorn looks at the face of a corpse: it is his own face. "In Wyoming, after one s.e.x-education cla.s.s in a high school, the teacher was raped by seventeen boys. She said later she would never teach s.e.x in school again." Making sure he is alone in the Meditation Room of the UN building, the man calling himself Frank Sullivan quickly moves the black plinth aside and descends the hidden stairs into the tunnel. He is thinking, whimsically, that hardly anybody realizes that the shape of the room is the same as the truncated pyramid on the dollar bill, or guesses what that means. "In Wilmette, Illinois, an 8-year-old boy came home from a sensitivity training cla.s.s and tried to have intercourse with his 4-year-old sister." Simon gave up on his pentagons and began doodling pyramids instead.
Above, beyond Joe Malik's window, Saul Goodman gave up on the line of thought which had led him to surmise that the Illuminati were a front for the International Psychoa.n.a.lytical Society, conspiring to drive everyone paranoid, and turned back to the desk and the memos. Barney Muldoon came in from the bedroom, carrying a strange amulet, and asked, "What do you make of this?" Saul looked at a design of an apple and a pentagon ... and, several years earlier, Simon Moon looked at the same medallion.
"They call it the Sacred Chao," Padre Pederastia said. They sat alone at a table pulled off to the corner; the Friendly Stranger was the same as ever, except that a new group, the American Medical a.s.sociation (consisting, naturally, of four kids from Germany), had replaced H. P. Lovecraft in the back room. (n.o.body knew that the AMA was going to become the world's most popular rock group within a year, but Simon already thought they were superheavy). Padre Pederastia was, as on the night Simon met Miss Mao, very serious and hardly camping at all.
"Sacred Cow?" Simon asked.
"It's p.r.o.nounced that way, but you spell it c-h-a-o. A chao is a single unit of chaos, they figure." The Padre smiled.
"Too much, they're nuttier than the SSS," Simon objected.
"Never underestimate absurdity, it is one door to the Imagination. Do I have to remind you you of that?" of that?"
"We have an alliance with them?" Simon asked.
"The JAMs can't do it alone. Yes, we have an alliance, as long as it profits both parties. John-Mr. Sullivan himself authorized this."
"OK. What do they call themselves?"
"The LDD." The Padre permitted himself a smile. "New members are told the initials stand for Legion of Dynamic Discord. Later on, quite often, the leader, a most fetching scoundrel and madman named Celine, sometimes tells them it really stands for Little Deluded Dupes. That's the pons asinorum pons asinorum, or an early pons asinorum pons asinorum, in Celine's System. He judges them by how they react to that."
"Celine's System?" Simon asked warily.
"It leads to the same destination as ours-more or less-by a somewhat wilder and woolier path."
"Right-hand or left-hand path?"
"Right-hand," the priest said. "All absurdist systems are right-hand. Well, almost all. They don't invoke You-Know-Who under any circ.u.mstances. They rely on Discordia ... do you remember your Roman myths?"
"Enough to know that Discordia is just the Latin equivalent of Eris. They're part of the Erisian Liberation Front, then?" Simon was beginning to wish he were stoned; these conspiratorial conversations always made more sense when he was slightly high. He wondered how people like the President of the U.S. or the Chairman of the Board of GM were able to plot such intricate games without being on a trip at the time. Or did they take enough tranquilizers to produce a similar effect?
"No," the priest said flatly. "Don't ever make that mistake. ELF is a much more, um, esoteric outfit than the LDD. Celine is on the activist side, like us. Some of his capers make Morituri or G.o.d's Lightning look like Trappists by comparison. No, ELF will never get on Mr. Celine's trip."
"He's got an absurdist yoga and an activist ethic?" Simon reflected. "The two don't mix."
"Celine is a walking contradiction. Look at his symbol again."
"I've been been looking at it and that pentagon worries me. Are you sure he's on our side?" looking at it and that pentagon worries me. Are you sure he's on our side?"
The American Medical a.s.sociation came to some kind of erotic or musical climax and the priest's answer was drowned out. "What?" Simon asked, after the applause died down.
"I said," Padre Pederastia whispered, "that we're never sure anybody anybody is on our side. Uncertainty is the name of the game." is on our side. Uncertainty is the name of the game."
ILLUMINATI PROJECT: MEMO #10.
7/28.
J.M.:.
On the origin of the pyramid-and-eye symbol, test your credulity on the following yarn from Flying Saucers in the Bible Flying Saucers in the Bible by Virginia Brasington (Saucerian Books, 1963s, page 43.): by Virginia Brasington (Saucerian Books, 1963s, page 43.): The Continental Congress had asked Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Jefferson and John Adams to arrange for a seal for the United States of America.... None of the designs they created or which were submitted to them, were suitable....Fairly late at night, after working on the project all day, Jefferson walked out into the cool night air of the garden to clear his mind. In a few minutes he rushed back into the room, crying, jubilantly: "I have it! I have it!" Indeed, he did have some plans in his hands. They were the plans showing the Great Seal as we know it today.Asked how he got the plans, Jefferson told a strange story. A man approached him wearing a black cloak that practically covered him, face and all, and told him that he (the stranger) knew they were trying to devise a Seal, and that he had a design which was appropriate and meaningful....After the excitement died down, the three went into the garden to find the stranger, but he was gone. Thus, neither these Founding Fathers, nor anybody else, ever knew who really designed the Great Seal of the United States! Thus, neither these Founding Fathers, nor anybody else, ever knew who really designed the Great Seal of the United States!
Pat ILLUMINATI PROJECT: MEMO #11.
7/29.
J.M.:.
The latest I've found on the eye-and-pyramid is in a San Francisco underground paper (Planet, San Francisco, July 1969, Vol. I, No.4.), suggesting it as a symbol for Timothy Leary's political party when he was running for governor of California instead of just running: The emblem is a tentative design for the Party's campaign b.u.t.ton. One wag suggests that everyone cut out the circle from the back of a dollar bill and send the wholly dollar to Governor Leary so he can wallpaper his office with them. Then paste the emblem on your front door to signify your members.h.i.+p in the party.Translations: The year of the beginning New Secular Order The year of the beginning New Secular Order Both translations are wrong, of course. Annuit Coeptis Annuit Coeptis means "he blesses our beginning" and means "he blesses our beginning" and Novus Ordo Seclorem Novus Ordo Seclorem means "a new order of the ages." Oh, well, scholars.h.i.+p was never the hippies' strong point. But- means "a new order of the ages." Oh, well, scholars.h.i.+p was never the hippies' strong point. But-Tim Leary an Illuminatus? an Illuminatus?
And pasting the Eye on the door-I can't help but think of the Hebrews marking their doorways with the blood of a lamb so that the Angel of Death would pa.s.s by their houses.
Pat ILLUMINATI PROJECT: MEMO #12.
8/3.
J.M.:.
I've finally found the basic book on the Illuminati: Proofs of a Conspiracy Proofs of a Conspiracy by John Robison (Christian Book Club of America, Hawthorn, California, 1961; originally published in 1801). Robison was an English Mason who discovered through personal experience that the French Masonic lodges-such as the Grand Orient-were Illuminati fronts and were the main instigators of the French Revolution. His whole book is very explicit about how Weishaupt worked: every infiltrated Masonic group would have several levels, like an ordinary Masonic lodge, but as candidates advanced through the various degrees they would be told more about the real purposes of the movement. Those at the bottom simply thought they were Masons; in the middle levels, they knew they were engaged in a great project to change the world, but the exact nature of the change was explained to them according to what the leaders thought they were prepared to know. Only those at the top knew the secret, which-according to Robison-is this: the Illuminati aims to overthrow all government and religion, setting up an anarcho-communist free-love world, and, because "the end justifies the means" (a principle Weishaupt acquired from his Jesuit youth), they didn't care how many people they killed to accomplish that n.o.ble purpose. Robison knows nothing of earlier Illuminati movements, but does say specifically that the Bavarian Illuminati was not destroyed by the government's crackdown in 1785 but was, in fact, still active, both in England and France and possibly elsewhere, when he wrote, in 1801. On page 116, Robison lists their existing lodges as follows: Germany (84 lodges); England (8 lodges); Scotland (2); Warsaw (2); Switzerland (many); Rome, Naples, Ancona, Florence, France, Holland, Dresden (4); United States of America (several). On page 101, he mentions that there are 13 ranks in the Order; this may account for the 13 steps on their symbolic pyramid. Page 84 gives the code name of Weishaupt, which was Spartacus; his second-in-command, Freiherr Knigge, had the code name Philo (page 117); this is revealed in papers seized by the Bavarian government in a raid on the home of a lawyer named Zwack, who had the code name Cato. Babeuf, the French revolutionary, evidently took the name Gracchus in imitation of the cla.s.sical style of these t.i.tles. by John Robison (Christian Book Club of America, Hawthorn, California, 1961; originally published in 1801). Robison was an English Mason who discovered through personal experience that the French Masonic lodges-such as the Grand Orient-were Illuminati fronts and were the main instigators of the French Revolution. His whole book is very explicit about how Weishaupt worked: every infiltrated Masonic group would have several levels, like an ordinary Masonic lodge, but as candidates advanced through the various degrees they would be told more about the real purposes of the movement. Those at the bottom simply thought they were Masons; in the middle levels, they knew they were engaged in a great project to change the world, but the exact nature of the change was explained to them according to what the leaders thought they were prepared to know. Only those at the top knew the secret, which-according to Robison-is this: the Illuminati aims to overthrow all government and religion, setting up an anarcho-communist free-love world, and, because "the end justifies the means" (a principle Weishaupt acquired from his Jesuit youth), they didn't care how many people they killed to accomplish that n.o.ble purpose. Robison knows nothing of earlier Illuminati movements, but does say specifically that the Bavarian Illuminati was not destroyed by the government's crackdown in 1785 but was, in fact, still active, both in England and France and possibly elsewhere, when he wrote, in 1801. On page 116, Robison lists their existing lodges as follows: Germany (84 lodges); England (8 lodges); Scotland (2); Warsaw (2); Switzerland (many); Rome, Naples, Ancona, Florence, France, Holland, Dresden (4); United States of America (several). On page 101, he mentions that there are 13 ranks in the Order; this may account for the 13 steps on their symbolic pyramid. Page 84 gives the code name of Weishaupt, which was Spartacus; his second-in-command, Freiherr Knigge, had the code name Philo (page 117); this is revealed in papers seized by the Bavarian government in a raid on the home of a lawyer named Zwack, who had the code name Cato. Babeuf, the French revolutionary, evidently took the name Gracchus in imitation of the cla.s.sical style of these t.i.tles.
Robison's conclusion, page 269, is is worth quoting: worth quoting: Nothing is as dangerous as a mystic a.s.sociation. The object remaining a secret in the hands of the managers, the rest simply put a ring in their own noses, by which they may be led about at pleasure; and still panting after the secret they are the more pleased the less they see.
Pat At the bottom of the page was a note in pencil, scrawled with a decisive masculine hand. It said: "In the beginning was the Word and it was written by a baboon."
ILLUMINAT! PROJECT: MEMO #13.
8/5.
J.M.:.
The survival of the Bavarian Illuminati throughout the nineteenth century and into the twentieth is the subject of World Revolution World Revolution by Nesta Webster (Constable and Company, London, 1921). Mrs. Webster follows Robison fairly closely on the early days of the movement, up to the French Revolution, but then veers off and says that the Illuminati never intended to create their Utopian anarcho-communist society: that was just another of their masks. Their real purpose was dictators.h.i.+p over the world, and so they soon formed a secret alliance with the Prussian government. All subsequent socialist, anarchist, and communist movements are mere decoys, she argues, behind which the German General Staff and the Illuminati are plotting to overthrow other governments, so Germany can conquer them. (She wrote right after England fought Germany in the First World War). I see no way of reconciling this with the Birchers' thesis that the Illuminati has become a front for the Rhodes Scholars to take over the world for by Nesta Webster (Constable and Company, London, 1921). Mrs. Webster follows Robison fairly closely on the early days of the movement, up to the French Revolution, but then veers off and says that the Illuminati never intended to create their Utopian anarcho-communist society: that was just another of their masks. Their real purpose was dictators.h.i.+p over the world, and so they soon formed a secret alliance with the Prussian government. All subsequent socialist, anarchist, and communist movements are mere decoys, she argues, behind which the German General Staff and the Illuminati are plotting to overthrow other governments, so Germany can conquer them. (She wrote right after England fought Germany in the First World War). I see no way of reconciling this with the Birchers' thesis that the Illuminati has become a front for the Rhodes Scholars to take over the world for English English domination. Obviously-as Robison states-the Illuminati say different things to different people, to get them into the conspiracy. As for the links with modern communism, here are some pa.s.sages from her pages 234-45: domination. Obviously-as Robison states-the Illuminati say different things to different people, to get them into the conspiracy. As for the links with modern communism, here are some pa.s.sages from her pages 234-45: But now that the (First) Internationale was dead it became necessary for the secret societies to reorganize, and it is at this crisis that we find that "formidable sect" springing to life again-the original Illuminati of Weishaupt.... What we do know definitely is that the society was refounded in Dresden in 1880.... That it was consciously modelled on its eighteenth century predecessor is clear from the fact that its chief, one Leopold Engel, was the author of a lengthy panegyric on Weishaupt and his Order, ent.i.tled Geschichte des Illuminaten Ordens Geschichte des Illuminaten Ordens (published in 1906).... (published in 1906)....... In London a lodge called by the same name ... carried on the rite of Memphis-founded, it is said, by Cagliostro on Egyptian models-and initiated adepts into illuminized Freemasonry....Was it ... a mere coincidence that in July 1889 an International Socialist Congress decided that May 1, which was the day on which Weishaupt founded the Illuminati, should be chosen for an annual International Labour demonstration?
Pat ILLUMINATI PROJECT: MEMO #14.
8/6.
J.M.:.
And here's still another version of the origin of the Illuminati, from the Cabalist Eliphas Levi (The History of Magic (The History of Magic by Eliphas Levi, Borden Publis.h.i.+ng Company, Los Angeles, 1963, page 65). He says there were two Zoroasters, a true one who taught white "right hand" magic and a false one who taught black "left hand" magic. He goes on: by Eliphas Levi, Borden Publis.h.i.+ng Company, Los Angeles, 1963, page 65). He says there were two Zoroasters, a true one who taught white "right hand" magic and a false one who taught black "left hand" magic. He goes on: To the false Zoroaster must be referred the cultus of material fire and that impious doctrine of divine dualism which produced at a later period the monstrous Gnosis of Manes and the false principles of spurious Masonry. The Zoroaster in question was the father of that materialized Magic which led to the ma.s.sacre of the Magi and brought their true doctrine at first into proscription and then oblivion. Ever inspired by the spirit of truth, the Church was forced to condemn- under the names of Magic, Manicheanism, Illuminism and Masonry-all that was in kins.h.i.+p, remote or approximate, with the primitive profanation of the mysteries. One signal example is the history of the Knights Templar, which has been misunderstood to this day.
Levi does not elucidate that last sentence; it is interesting, however, that Nesta Webster (see memo 13) also traced the Illuminati to the Knights Templar, whereas Daraul and most other sources track them Eastward to the Has.h.i.+s.h.i.+m. Is all this making me paranoid? I'm beginning to get the impression that the evidence has not only been hidden in obscure books but also made confusing and contradictory to discourage the researcher ...
Pat Scrawled on the bottom of this memo was a series of jottings in the same masculine hand (Malik's, Saul guessed) that had jotted the baboon reference on memo 12. The jottings said: Check on Order of DeMolay [image]
TARO = TORA = TROA = ATOR = ROTA !?????.
Abdul Alhazred =[image] ??! ??!
"Oh, Christ," Barney groaned. "Oh, Mary and Joseph. Oh, s.h.i.+t. We'll end up either become mystics or going crazy before this case is over. If there's any difference."
"The Order of DeMolay is a Masonic society for boys," Saul commented helpfully. "I don't know what the Atus of Tahuti are, but that sounds Egyptian. Taro, usually spelled t-a-r-o-t, is the deck of cards Gypsy fortune tellers use-and the word 'Gypsy' means Egyptian. Tora is the Law, in Hebrew. We keep coming back to something that has roots in both Jewish mysticism and Egyptian magic...."
"The Knights Templar were kicked out of the church," Barney said, "for trying to combine Christian and Moslem ideas. Last year, my brother-the Jesuit-gave a lecture about how modern ideas are just old heresies from the Middle Ages warmed over. I had to go for politeness' sake. I remember something else he said about the Templars. They were engaged in what he called 'unnatural s.e.x acts.' In other words, they were f.a.ggots. Do you get the impression that all these groups related to the Illuminati are all male? Maybe the big secret they're hiding so fanatically is that they're all some vast worldwide h.o.m.os.e.xual plot. I've heard show-biz people complain about what they call the 'homintern,' a h.o.m.o organization that tries to keep all the best jobs for other fruits. How does that sound?"
"It sounds plausible," Saul said ironically. "But it also sounds plausible to say the Illuminati is a Jewish conspiracy, a Catholic conspiracy, a Masonic conspiracy, a communist conspiracy, a banker's conspiracy, and I suppose we'll eventually find evidence to suggest it's an interplanetary scheme masterminded from Mars or Venus. Don't you see, Barney? Whatever they're really up to, they keep creating masks so all sorts of scapegoat groups will get the blame for being the 'real' Illuminati." He shook his head dismally. "They're smart enough to know they can't operate indefinitely without a few people eventually realizing something's there, so they've taken that into account and arranged for an inquisitive outsider to get all sorts of wrong ideas about who they are."
"They're dogs," Muldoon said. "Intelligent talking dogs from the dog star, Sirius. They came here and ate Malik. Just like they ate that guy in Kansas City, except that time they didn't get to finish the job." He turned back and read from memo 8: "'... with his throat torn as if by the talons of some enormous beast. No animal was reported missing from any of the local zoos.'" He grinned. "Lord G.o.d, I'm almost ready to believe it."
"They're werewolves." Saul answered, grinning also. "The pentagon is the symbol of the werewolf. Look at the Late Late Show some time."
"That's the pentagram, not the pentagon." pentagon." Barney lit a cigarette, adding. "This is really getting on our nerves, isn't it?" Barney lit a cigarette, adding. "This is really getting on our nerves, isn't it?"
Saul looked up wearily and glanced around the apartment almost as if he were looking for its absent owner "Joseph Malik," he said aloud, "what can of worms have you opened? And how far back does it go?"
WE SHALL NOT.
WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED.
In fact, for Joseph Malik the beginning was several years earlier, in a medley of teargas, hymn singing, billy clubs, and obscenity, all of which were provoked by the imminent nomination for President of a man named Hubert Horatio Humphrey. It began in Lincoln Park on the night of August 25, 1968, while Joe was waiting to be tearga.s.sed. He did not know then that anything was beginning; he was only conscious, in an acid, gut-sour way, of what was ending: his own faith in the Democratic party.
He was sitting with the Concerned Clergymen under the cross they had erected. He was thinking, bitterly, that they should have erected a tombstone instead. It should have said: Here lies the New Deal.
Here lies the belief that all Evil is on the other other side, among the reactionaries and Ku Kluxers. Here lies twenty years of the hopes and dreams and sweat and blood of Joseph Wendall Malik. Here lies American Liberalism, clubbed to death by Chicago's heroic peace officers. side, among the reactionaries and Ku Kluxers. Here lies twenty years of the hopes and dreams and sweat and blood of Joseph Wendall Malik. Here lies American Liberalism, clubbed to death by Chicago's heroic peace officers.
"They're coming," a voice near him said suddenly. The Concerned Clergymen immediately began singing, "We shall not be moved."
"We'll be moved, all right," a dry sardonic, W.C. Fields voice said quietly. "When the teargas. .h.i.ts, we'll be moved." Joe recognized the speaker: it was novelist William Burroughs with his usual poker face, utterly without anger or contempt or indignation or hope or faith or any emotion Joe could understand. But he sat there, making his own protest against Hubert Horatio Humphrey by placing his body in front of Chicago's police, for reasons Joe could not understand.
How, Joe wondered, can a man have courage without faith, without belief? Burroughs believed in nothing, and yet there he sat stubborn as Luther. Joe had always had faith in something-Roman Catholicism, long ago, then Trotskyism at college, then for nearly two decades mainstream liberalism (Arthur Schlesinger, Jr.'s, "Vital Center") and now, with that dead, he was trying desperately to summon up faith in the motley crowd of dope-and-astrology-obsessed Yippies, Black Maoists, old-line hardcore pacifists, and arrogantly dogmatic SDS kids who had come to Chicago to protest a rigged convention and were being beaten and brutalized unspeakably for it.
Allen Ginsberg-sitting amid a huddle of Yippies off to the right-began chanting again, as he had all evening: "Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare...." Ginsberg believed; he believed in everything-in democracy, in socialism, in communism, in anarchism, in Ezra Pound's idealistic variety of fascist economics, in Buckminster Fuller's technological Utopia, in D. H. Lawrence's return to preindustrial pastoralism, and in Hinduism, Buddhism, Judaism, Christianity, Voodoo, astrology magic; but, above all, in the natural goodness of man.
The natural goodness of man ... Joe hadn't fully believed in that, since Buchenwald was revealed to the world in 1944, when he was seventeen.
"KILL! KILL! KILL!" came the chant of the police-exactly like the night before, the same neolithic scream of rage that signaled the beginning of the first ma.s.sacre. They were coming, clubs in hand, spraying the teargas before them, "kill! kill! kill!"
Auschwitz, U.S.A., Joe thought, sickened. If they had been issued Zyklon B along with the teargas and Mace, they would be using it just as happily.
Slowly, the Concerned Clergymen came to their feet, holding dampened handkerchiefs to their faces. Unarmed and helpless, they prepared to hold their ground as long as possible before the inevitable retreat. A moral victory, Joe thought bitterly: All we ever achieve are moral victories. The immoral brutes win the real victories.
"All hail Discordia," said a voice among the clergymen-a bearded young man named Simon, who had been arguing in favor of anarchism against some SDS Maoists earlier in the day.
And that was the last sentence Joe Malik remembered clearly, for it was gas and clubs and screams and blood from then on. He had no way of guessing, at the time, that hearing that sentence was the most important thing that happened to him in Lincoln Park.