BOOK 18
A Broadway Pageant
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Over the Western sea hither from Niphon come,
Courteous, the swart-cheek'd two-sworded envoys,
Leaning back in their open barouches, bare-headed, impassive,
Ride to-day through Manhattan.
Libertad! I do not know whether others behold what I behold,
In the procession along with the nobles of Niphon, the
errand-bearers,
Bringing up the rear, hovering above, around, or in the ranks
marching,
But I will sing you a song of what I behold Libertad.
When million-footed Manhattan unpent descends to her pavements,
When the thunder-cracking guns arouse me with the proud roar love,
When the round-mouth'd guns out of the smoke and smell I love
spit their salutes,
When the fire-flashing guns have fully alerted me, and
heaven-clouds canopy my city with a delicate thin haze,
When gorgeous the countless straight stems, the forests at the
wharves, thicken with colors,
When every ship richly drest carries her flag at the peak,
When pennants trail and street-festoons hang from the windows,
When Broadway is entirely given up to foot-passengers and
foot-standers, when the mass is densest,
When the facades of the houses are alive with people, when eyes
gaze riveted tens of thousands at a time,
When the guests from the islands advance, when the pageant moves
forward visible,
When the summons is made, when the answer that waited thousands
of years answers,
I too arising, answering, descend to the pavements, merge with the
crowd, and gaze with them.
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"I perceive that Freemasonry has
something quite military and Jesuitical about it."
"And your perceptions are perfectly
correct," Naphta responded. "Your divining-rod twitches,
and knocks. The idea of the society is rooted in and
inseparably bound up with the absolute. By consequence,
it is terroristic; that is to say, anti-liberal. It
lifts the burden from the individual conscience, and
consecrates in the name of the Absolute every means even
to bloodshed, even to crime. There is some support for
the view that the vows of the brotherhood were once
symbolically sealed in blood. A brotherhood can never be
purely contemplative. By its very nature it must be
executive, must organize. You probably do not know that
the founder of the Illuminati, a society which for a
long time was nearly identified with Freemasonry, was a
former member of the Society of Jesus?"
"No, that is certainly news to me."
"Adam Weishaupt formed his secret
benevolent order entirely upon the model of the Society
of Jesus. He himself was a Mason, and the most reputable
lodge members of the time were Illuminati. I am speaking
of the second half of the eighteenth century, which
Settembrini would not hesitate to characterize as the
period of the degeneration of his fraternity. Actually
it was the period of its highest flower, as of all
secret societies in general, a time when Masonry
attained to a higher life, of which it was later
‘purged’ by men of the stamp of our friend of humanity
here. In that time he would certainly have belonged to
those who reproached it with Jesuitry and obscurantism."
"Were there grounds for the reproach?"
"Yes—if you choose to call it that.
The shallow free-thinking of the day was of that
opinion. It was the period when the Fathers of our faith
sought to animate the society by breathing into it
Catholic-hierarchical ideas—at that time there was
actually a Jesuit lodge of Freemasonry at Clermont, in
France. And it was the time when Rosicrucianism made its
entrance into the lodges, that remarkable brotherhood,
which, you will note, was a peculiar union of purely
rational ideas of political and social improvement and a
millennial programme, with elements distinctly oriental,
Indian and Arabic philosophy and magical nature-lore.
The reform and revision of the lodges which then took
place was in the direction of strict observance in a
definitely irrational and mystical, magical-alchemical
sense, to which the Scottish Rite owes its existence.
These are degrees of knighthood which were added to the
old military ranks of apprentice, journeyman, and
master; upper ranks which issued in the hieratical, and
were full of Rosicrucian mysticism. There ensued a sort
of casting-back to certain spiritual and knightly orders
which existed in the Middle Ages, for instance the Templars, you know, who took the vows of poverty,
chastity, and obedience before the Patriarch of
Jerusalem. Even to-day there is an upper degree in
Freemasonry which bears the title ‘Grand Duke of
Jerusalem.’"
"It’s all news to me, Herr Naphta. But
I’m getting to know Herr Settembrini’s tricks. ‘Grand
Duke of Jerusalem’—that’s not bad, not bad at all. You
ought to call him that some time, by way of a joke. The
other day he called you ‘doctor angelicus.’ Why
not take your revenge?"
"Oh, there are a host more such titles
in the upper reaches of the Knights Templars. There are
a Past Grand Master, a Knight of the East, a Grand
High-priest—the thirty-first degree is called Noble
Prince of the Royal Mysteries. You observe that all
these names have reference to oriental mysticism. The
reappearance of the Templars, indeed, means nothing else
than the entrance of such conceptions, the presence of
irrational ferments in a world given over to
rational-utilitarian ideas of social improvement. This
it was which lent Freemasonry a new brilliance and
charm, and explains the great number of recruits to it
at that period of its history. It drew to itself all the
elements which were weary of the rationalistic twaddle
of the century, and thirsting for a stronger draught of
life. The success of the order was such that the
Philistine complained of it for estranging men from
domestic happiness and destroying their reverence for
women."
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The Magic Mountain
[Der Zauberberg], by Thomas Mann |
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Superb-faced Manhattan!
Comrade Americanos! to us, then at last the Orient comes.
To us, my city,
Where our tall-topt marble and iron beauties range on opposite
sides, to walk in the space between,
To-day our Antipodes comes.
The Originatress comes,
The nest of languages, the bequeather of poems, the race of eld,
Florid with blood, pensive, rapt with musings, hot with passion,
Sultry with perfume, with ample and flowing garments,
With sunburnt visage, with intense soul and glittering eyes,
The race of Brahma comes.
See my cantabile! these and more are flashing to us from the
procession,
As it moves changing, a kaleidoscope divine it moves changing before
us.
For not the envoys nor the tann'd Japanee from his island only,
Lithe and silent the Hindoo appears, the Asiatic continent itself
appears, the past, the dead,
The murky night-morning of wonder and fable inscrutable,
The envelop'd mysteries, the old and unknown hive-bees,
The north, the sweltering south, eastern Assyria, the Hebrews, the
ancient of ancients,
Vast desolated cities, the gliding present, all of these and more
are in the pageant-procession.
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By November 8, 1923,
"this man" had made his presence known to all Germany.
Hitler had already seized control of the Nazi party and
now planned to seize control of the Bavarian government
as well. Hess, intoxicated with his newly discovered
Messiah, marched along with Hitler in the Munich Beer
Hall Putsch of 1923. Despite its dramatic effect, the
Putsch was a fiasco. When police opened fire on the
marching Storm Troopers, Hitler was the first to flee.
He did not mention this in
Mein Kampf,
but said of the meeting: "my Storm Troopers -- as they
became from that day forth -- attacked. Like wolves they
flung themselves upon the enemy in packs of eight and
ten. How many of these men I never really knew until
that day. And at their head was gallant Rudolf, my
personal secretary, Hess."
Hess escaped across the
border into Austria over a mountain pass. Hitler was
imprisoned at Landsberg, a town just west of Munich. The
punishment was very mild, lasting less than nine months,
and Hitler spoke of it afterward as a much-needed
vacation.
Hess proved his
devotion to Hitler by coming back from Austria, giving
himself up, and joining Hitler in prison, in room No. 7.
So steadfast was that devotion, in fact, that Ernst
Hanfstaengl hints at an unnatural relationship: "It is
probably not true to say there was a physical homosexual
relationship between the two, but in a passive way the
attraction was there. I certainly did not trust the
manhood of either...."
Shared prison life
served to bind the two men together until a later fiasco
severed the bond. Hess became Hitler's secretary and
helped him with Mein Kampf. Hess did more than
take dictation and type the manuscript. As the best
educated of Hitler's disciples, he was able to provide
Hitler with useful information, particularly on a new
study which was called geopolitics. He introduced Hitler
to the professor (and ex-general) from whom he had
learned about geopolitics, and, in fact, the professor
was a frequent visitor to Landsberg prison. Some people,
indeed, believe that the professor, Karl Haushofer, was
Hitler's guiding brain.
Writing in Current
History and Forum in June 1941, Frederic Sondern,
Jr., who had personal knowledge of the subject,
reported:
Dr. Haushofer and his
men dominate Hitler's thinking. That domination
began 17 years ago when the World War general
flattered the ex-corporal by paying him visits in
prison. Haushofer saw possibilities in the
hysterical agitator who had launched an unsuccessful
beer-hall revolution. The prison visits became
frequent; the distinguished soldier-scientist
fascinated Hitler, then finally made him a disciple.
The ascendancy has grown as Dr. Haushofer again and
again has proved the accuracy of his knowledge and
the wisdom of his advice....
It was Haushofer who
taught the hysterical, planless agitator in a Munich
jail to think in terms of continents and empires.
Haushofer virtually dictated the famous Chapter XVI
of Mein Kampf which outlined the foreign
policy Hitler has since followed to the letter.
Haushofer's
Lebensraum ("living space") theory sought to justify
Germany's world conquest by claiming that it was
necessary to insure the German people room to preserve
and expand their racial community. He developed an
intelligence-gathering organization which became the
envy and model for all others. He was called everything
from "Hitler's idea man" to "the man who will in the end
take the Fuhrer's place," yet he seems to have
kept a very low profile. But there is apparently much
more to Haushofer than the geopolitician.
A love affair with the
Orient began in 1908, when, as a field artillery officer
in the Bavarian army, he was sent to Tokyo to study the
Japanese army and to advise it as an artillery
instructor. The assignment changed the course of his
life. He traveled extensively in the Far East, and added
the Japanese, Chinese, and Korean languages to his
repertoire of English, French, and Russian. He could not
be accused -- as other leading Nazis were -- of having a
provincial background.
His four-year sojourn
in the Far East also changed the course of German
history. Haushofer was able to make the acquaintance of
influential Japanese and to develop a rapport for the
culture which helped account later for the
German-Japanese alliance. When he returned to Germany in
1912, he had no reason at all to know that the Chinese
proverb of which he was so fond, "He who rides a tiger
cannot get off," would one day have particular relevance
for him.
Haushofer was
introduced to Oriental teachings during his stay in the
Far East. He had been a devout student of
Schopenhauer, and
now he could drink directly from the source. He became
sufficiently conversant in Sanskrit to translate several
Hindu and Buddhist texts, and according to Ravenscroft,
he was "an authority on Oriental mysticism ...
concealing the other side of his nature and activities
as a leader of a secret community of Initiates, and an
authority on every aspect of the
'Secret
Doctrine.' [He was] in the esoteric stream of
satanism through which he sought to raise Germany to the
pinnacle of world power."
(The king of Satanists
in America today is Anton LaVey, a former circus
lion-tamer who greatly admires the Nazis. LaVey's book,
The Satanic Bible, published in 1969, is
dedicated to a puzzling mixture of people, with one
entry reading: "To Karl Haushofer, a teacher without a
classroom.")
A number of unsupported
theories about Haushofer's occult connections are all
rejected by his son Heinz. Haushofer is known to have
had a reputation for precognition, and a belief in
astrology. Johannes Tautz adds to these the belief that
he belonged to George
Gurdjieff's esoteric circle, which was as well
versed in the difficult exercises of the Order of
Bektashi Dervishes as
Sebotlendorff was, and that he was also a secret
member of the Thule Society.
List's
publishing house made a German translation of
Gurdjieff's biography. Gurdjieff traveled extensively
through Asia, and may have met Haushofer there. A former
disciple of Gurdjieff, Louis Pauwels, believes that
Haushofer was a member of "one of the most important
secret Buddhist societies" and was on a mission to
restore the Indo-Germanic race, which he believed had
originated in Central Asia, to its former greatness. If
he failed in the mission, he would commit suicide in the
traditional Japanese manner.
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Gods & Beasts -- The
Nazis & the Occult, by Dusty Sklar |
Geography, the world, is in it,
The Great Sea, the brood of islands, Polynesia, the coast beyond,
The coast you henceforth are facing—you Libertad! from your Western
golden shores,
The countries there with their populations, the millions en-masse
are curiously here,
The swarming market-places, the temples with idols ranged along the
sides or at the end, bonze, brahmin, and llama,
Mandarin, farmer, merchant, mechanic, and fisherman,
The singing-girl and the dancing-girl, the ecstatic persons, the
secluded emperors,
Confucius himself, the great poets and heroes, the warriors, the
castes,
all,
Trooping up, crowding from all directions, from the Altay mountains,
From Thibet, from the four winding and far-flowing rivers of China,
From the southern peninsulas and the demi-continental islands, from
Malaysia,
These and whatever belongs to them palpable show forth to me, and
are seiz'd by me,
And I am seiz'd by them, and friendlily held by them,
Till as here them all I chant, Libertad! for themselves and for you.
For I too raising my voice join the ranks of this pageant,
I am the chanter, I chant aloud over the pageant,
I chant the world on my Western sea,
I chant copious the islands beyond, thick as stars in the sky,
I chant the new empire grander than any before, as in a vision it
comes to me,
I chant America the mistress, I chant a greater supremacy,
I chant projected a thousand blooming cities yet in time on those
groups of sea-islands,
My sail-ships and steam-ships threading the archipelagoes,
My stars and stripes fluttering in the wind,
Commerce opening, the sleep of ages having done its work, races
reborn, refresh'd,
Lives, works resumed—the object I know not—but the old, the Asiatic
renew'd as it must be,
Commencing from this day surrounded by the world.
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And you Libertad of the world!
You shall sit in the middle well-pois'd thousands and thousands of
years,
As to-day from one side the nobles of Asia come to you,
As to-morrow from the other side the queen of England sends her
eldest son to you.
The sign is reversing, the orb is enclosed,
The ring is circled, the journey is done,
The box-lid is but perceptibly open'd, nevertheless the perfume
pours copiously out of the whole box.
Young Libertad! with the venerable Asia, the all-mother,
Be considerate with her now and ever hot Libertad, for you are all,
Bend your proud neck to the long-off mother now sending messages
over the archipelagoes to you,
Bend your proud neck low for once, young Libertad.
Here the children straying westward so long? so wide the tramping?
Were the precedent dim ages debouching westward from Paradise so
long?
Were the centuries steadily footing it that way, all the while
unknown, for you, for reasons?
They are justified, they are accomplish'd, they shall now be turn'd
the other way also, to travel toward you thence,
They shall now also march obediently eastward for your sake
Libertad.
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It must be shown that Oriental
Freemasonry still retains faithfully even today the
ancient teachings of wisdom forgotten by modern
Freemasonry, whose Constitution of 1717 was a departure
from the true way.
-- Baron Rudolf von Sebottendorf, quoted in
Gods & Beasts -- The
Nazis & the Occult, by Dusty Sklar
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