Friday, March 28, 2008

Jewish Supremacism - The Big White Rabbit In The Room

[An excellent article submission from Patrick Grimm]

Jewish Supremacism - The Big White Rabbit In The Room

By Patrick Grimm

In the delightful Mary Chase play Harvey, Elwood P. Dowd is seen as the amiable town eccentric. Dowd’s biggest foible in the eyes of the townsfolk is that he has a friend, what most would call an “imaginary friend”, who is a 6′1 1/2″ tall big white rabbit. Dowd spends most of his time frequenting the local bars and sitting and drinking with the rabbit, who is a pooka named Harvey. A “pooka” is simply a friendly spirit who appears in animal form. After having disrupted his sister Veta Louise Simmons’ social life by showing up at her social soirees and introducing her upper crust friends to Harvey, which none of them can see, she finally has enough of Elwood’s quaintness and takes him out to be committed to a sanitarium, a mental institution, with the misnomer Chumley’s Rest.

As the play progresses and hilarity ensues, we finally come to learn that Harvey is not a figment of Elwood’s drunken imagination, but a real entity that can be seen by several of the other characters as well. Elwood is not crazy, loony or scatter-brained. He actually sees what is really present. He can gaze at the reality that other eyes cannot spot.

I only mention this particular play because I am currently starring in it, not as Elwood P. Dowd, but as the doctor. While rehearsing one of the scenes several days ago, I had a revelation. This play is a perfect, and almost allegorical illustration of what is going on in America. Like Dowd, there are a few of us who can spy the truth of the Jewish supremacist control that is being exercised against our heritage, our religion and our deepest held and most sincerely felt beliefs. We try to introduce other people, other folks in our respective towns and cities to this truth, this reality of Talmudic Judeocentric dictatorship that is crushing down on all of us.

But like Elwood, we are dismissed as crazy, as strange, or even worse, as hateful, twisted and menacing for even striving to make blind eyes see what is right in the room with them. They won’t see the big white rabbit, the pooka of Zionism, tall and hulking and obvious as it stands and conquers us day by day. The only difference between Harvey and Jewish power is that Harvey was a mischievous and inoffensive spirit who had magical powers that were used to make people’s lives better. Zionist authority may be mischievous in a capricious Napoleon-complex “I am a little god” sort of way, but it is not inoffensive. It is odious, onerous and embittering and its magic (power and money) is never used for our benefit.

When we mention this power, when we speak of it repeatably, unashamedly and often bravely, all of us, like Elwood P. Dowd, are threatened. We are told to shut our mouths, shut our eyes and shut our hearts to what we know to be palpable and concrete. And if that doesn’t work, as it hasn’t in Europe, we are jailed, fined or beaten in the streets by Zionist goons. Just as Dowd was driven away to be committed, we are delivered, as Ezra Pound was in the twentieth century when he was institutionalized, to the gulag. We are on the verge of this in America, but even if prison is not a guarantee for the anti-Zionist dissidents in the US, PC speech codes, workplace propagandizing and threats and boycotts by well-heeled Jewish criminals surely are.

Jewish supremacism/Zionism is the big white rabbit we can witness, even when no one else can. But like Dr. Chumley, who finally met Harvey and was illuminated to his presence, people are waking up. They are seeing that we are right. We aren’t schizophrenic, mentally ill or the victim of drunken delusions, any more than Elwood P. Dowd was when he turned and talked to an individual others thought was thin air. To get others to glimpse, even in part, what we see, the truth will have to be proclaimed from the rooftops. Polite and formal introductions to this specter will no longer be sufficient. I don’t recommend being as gracious and cordial as Dowd when greeting folks with the truth of the pooka of powerful Zionism. But I do think responsible language is in order if we expect others to acknowledge the rabbit that has been hanging out in the parlor of America’s house for far too long.