This Father’s Day article is dedicated to the precious children of Gaza, too many of whom no longer have babas to show them the way.
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HATE TO HAND IT TO ‘EM
Your insufferable commie friends1 have a saying:
We live in the Fourth Reich.
Even to crunchy progressive types, it sounds a little strong. Fourth Reich? Really?
Yes, comes the rejoinder. The US uses the IMF, World Bank and WTO to destabilize Global South governments andkkkkkkHHHHHHHHHHHHH ——
Sorry. That’s the blender you’re going to stick your head in if they don’t quit yapping. Which, fair. It sounds insane. It checks out though: the NGO alphabet soup uses debt as an apparatus of control to defend the ruling elite and maintain their Atlanticist world order. But it’s still a metaphor. The commies couldn’t mean an actual, literal Fourth Reich - one unbroken line from Hitler on down to today - runs the world.
Right?
Au contraire, mon cher. Time to peek behind the curtain.
This bad boy comes courtesy of the Politburo. As usual, we’ve got bad news:
They undersold it.
See, the map’s just ambassadors who did the goosestep from 1933-1945. Ambassadors weren’t the only krauts on the take - they all were.2 Civil servant continuity from Nazi Germany to West Germany is ass-puckeringly bad - like, in the Nazi Germany 2 West German Ministry of Justice, 53% of workers 1949-1973 were former Nazis. Konrad Adenauer’s chief of staff lived in fear of being exposed for helping write the Nuremberg Laws.3 Nazi spymaster Reinhard Gehlen got a free trip to the USA too negotiate his surrender.4
And that’s just the bureaucrats. Nazi soldiers also lived to fight another day. On 4/26/1945 Karl Wolff, commander of Nazi forces in Italy,
anxiously await[ed] the rescue team’s return in the dingy railroad station café. [Allen Dulles toady Gero von Schulze-Gaevernit] had no intention of greeting Wolff in public. But when the SS general heard that Dulles’s aide was there, he bounded over to him and shook his hand. “I will never forget what you have done for me,” Wolff declared.5
Smells fishy. The stench gets worse as you dig: Wolff and Allen Dulles6 went back and forth on surrender terms. They finally buried the hatchet May 2, 1945. In return for his many crimes Wolff was sentenced to...
Pretty much fuck all.
Wolff served four years in prison on and off. He got out in in 1949 and worked as an ad exec (barf) until 1964, when evidence from the Eichmann trial implicated him in deporting 300,000 Jews to Treblinka. Wolff went back in the slammer but was released in 1971. He died in 1984. Twelve years in all for killing a quarter-million.
Wolff’s surrender didn’t even have any real military benefit - he only gave up the ghost six days before V-E Day. Dulles didn’t care, though. He wasn’t a military guy. He wanted to set a precedent:
OK, sure. “Nazis bad.” But communists WORSE.
Dulles planted the seeds of the Cold War right here. Nevermind surrendering Nazis’ fascist bona fides - so long as they could be a bulwark against the godless Reds, they pretty much walked free. Other OSS spooks in Europe followed Dulles’s lead: instead of hanging Nazis like the Soviets, American intel services started letting them off sight unseen. It sent Stalin into an absolute tizzy - after perfidious Albion killed FDR7 FDR died, he went absolutely apoplectic. Stalin was terrified the US and Britain would team up with pardoned Nazis to invade the USSR. He had good reason to be:
Harry S. Truman...took a dim view of Operation Sunrise and tried unsuccessfully to shut it down. Truman later wrote in his memoir that Dulles’s unauthorized diplomacy stirred up a tempest of trouble for him during his first days as president.8
Harry Truman, former whorehouse piano player turned commander-in-chief, wasn’t actually in command. His spooks were.
Speaking of spooks. They were still working overtime spiriting Nazis to overseas safety. Not grunts, either - real Hall of Famers. Martin Bormann. Otto Skorzeny. Josef Mengele.9
It was an all-time monkey’s paw moment: the Allied side* won the war, sure.10 But the Nazis won the peace.
Hold up, though. This is a commie blog. Where’s all the capitalists?
Not in prison, that’s for sure.
Every. Single. One. Of the Nazi bankers got away with it.11 For his crimes as economic director of the western occupied territories Ludwig Erhard got to be West German chancellor 1963-1966. Kurt von Schroder, Hitler’s banker, got 3 months in prison.12 John McCloy, US economic administrator of postwar Germany, would not stop pardoning Nazis. During his stint as big cheese McCloy
freed top IG Farben13 executives
sprung Alfred Krupp (Nazi Germany’s biggest arms manufacturer) from prison14
reduced 74 of 104 Nuremberg sentences
commuted 10 death sentences
And a partridge in a pear tree. God-awful.
So: Nazis bad, banker Nazis worse, and postwar Germany worser still. Before V-J Day the Anglo-American elite got to work ratfucking the Soviet Union to ensure that whatever face it wore, the postwar order wasn’t much different from the pre-. End of story.
We fucking wish. As with all conspiracies, there’s levels to this shit.
WHY NOW?
We caught a break recently. Smoking gun, Holy Grail, Real Deal Holyfield proof that this Nazi miracle wasn’t an extemporaneous invention by the transatlantic finance elite:
It was planned.
By Nazis, for Nazis. Aided and abetted by the US ruling class. They won the peace, pardoned the war criminals, and inherited the Earth.
But we’re getting ahead of ourselves. Please, step into our office.
PAGING PETER DALE SCOTT ADAM LEBOR
Lebor’s book isn’t even about the Nazis. It’s about the Bank of International Settlements (BIS). (We hadn’t heard of it either.)
Nowadays BIS is totally enmeshed in the global financial architecture, serving two main roles: clearinghouse for every bank from the European Central Bank to the Fed, and being a Club Med where bankers can hobnob, concoct financial Franken-policy,15 and introduce the state surveillance e-dollar.16
Lebor’s book tackles all that (except CBDCs; it was written in 2011, before they were Astroturfed into the zeitgeist). But before he can reach BIS’s current corpo-humanoid front Lebor has to wade through eighty years of history, starting with BIS’s 1930 founding.
Remember how we said there’s levels to this shit? That’s true for BIS too. Everything 30s is Nazi-adjacent, sure - but BIS and the Nazis are too close. Like your messy roommates who sometimes screw. In a lot of ways, BIS and the Nazis made each other. The respective charges were led by one man from each camp:
Montagu Norman and Hjalmar Schacht.
No other way to say it: this mini-history’s dull as hell.
We’ll condense as much as possible so we can get to the good stuff, but it’s still watching paint dry. The good-good at the end’s worth it. Promise. When in doubt, remember your North Star: “international banking” is a figment of these archdevils’ sclerotic imaginations.
Anyway. Let’s eat our vegetables.
London, 1929. The Roaring Twenties’ last hurrah.
Behind the bronze doors shielding the Bank of England from public scrutiny, two patricians jerk each other off about the prospect of starting a new kind of bank. By bankers, for bankers. No politicos, no pesky journalists - just two lords of finance seizing the reins of German reparations.
One of the nobles - Montagu Norman, the Bank of England’s director - can’t wait to shlep it to Germany. It meant seeing his old friend Hjalmar Schacht. They’d hammer out the details together.
Hjalmar Schacht.
You’ve heard that Viking-ass name before. Schacht was president of the Reichsbank, but history remembers him better as Hitler’s banker.
Germany was in rough shape after WW1. Reparations payments (under first the Dawes, then Young Plans) bankrupted its treasury and then some. By 1923 Weimar was running on fumes. Unless they worked up some extra scratch it wouldn’t be long before auf wiedersehen, goodbye.
Hjalmar Schacht knew all that when he stepped off the train in Liverpool, hat in hand. No need to worry: Montagu Norman was waiting for him in the station. An initial $25 million loan to the Reichsbank17 followed soon after Schacht and Norman met.18 Pretty soon that trickle of money turned into a firehose.
From 1924-1928, Germany borrowed $600 million every year, half of it US greenback.19 It was an unsustainable money pit: lira and rentenmarks and Reichsmarks sloshing back and forth willy-nilly. If Germany didn’t restructure its debt the whole thing would go under.
That’s where Montagu’s vision for a bank beyond the reach of mere mortals comes in. The embryonic BIS could be a sanctuary for bankers to Figure Things Out far from the annoying rabble. Europe’s grand high poobahs met in Paris February 1929 to talk turkey. Eventually everybody agreed to saddle Germany with $29 billion in reparations payments over 58 years, but in return the Krauts got back control of their economy. And the kicker:
“A new bank” would administer the payments.
To hear Schacht tell it, the bank was actually the easiest sell of the whole conference - in fact
my idea of a Bank for International Settlements had met with such enthusiastic response from all those taking part in the Young Conference that soon there was no one among them who would not have liked to claim the suggestion was his own.
[Lebor, p. 13]
The newfangled moneychanger hit the ground running - BIS was born 2/27/1930. Officially, its job was to administer reparations payments...and, of course, divvy up any leftover cream to the member states’ BIS accounts, where it would collect interest. Business must have been good: eleven months later BIS was $12.5 million in the black. In that same stretch they somehow stopped the Reichsmark from imploding.
SURELY IT’S A CONSPIRACY. AND DON’T CALL ME SHIRLEY!
By April 1930 the Krauts were tired of smiling and nodding when somebody else called the shots. Time to take over.
Karl Blessing, Schacht’s second in command, wrote a memo ordering Germany to gain as much influence as it could at BIS and make sure “no important business decisions are made without a German representative.”20 The plan was basic COINTELPRO: problematize, raise objections, and worry-wart at every BIS meeting until operations ground to a halt. The German bankers were playing chicken against the rest of Europe: if Allied bankers blinked, they won. If they didn’t, whole continent goes kablooey.
Blessing’s plan worked like a charm. Gummed-up capital inflows decimated Weimar’s markets, and poof - the 1931 elections crushed Germany’s tenuous social-democratic coalition. Chancellor Bruning worried they’d miss the very next reparations payment. Situation critical. But miracle of miracles, as if by magic a mysterious benefactor appeared —
HELP ME, HERBIE-WAN KENOBI. YOU’RE MY ONLY HOPE
You read that right. In the German revanchists’ hour of need, who should come to their rescue but...
Herbert Hoover?
The young president was scared shitless German penury would create a domino effect decimating first Europe, then the US. So scared he issued the infamous Hoover Moratorium - all reparations were paused for one year.
Close, but no cigar. The Krauts’ goal-line stand shook the markets to their core. Germany (and Europe) were an undercapitalized, rickety house of financial cards - and investors knew it. Hoover couldn’t allow the markets to tumble any further. He convinced the Fed, the Bank of England, the Bank of France, and BIS to hit Germany with a $100 million deluge.
Et voilà. Europe blinked – Germany finally had some breathing room. More importantly, she had just enough scratch to begin Phase 2:
The Takeover.
BIS has a weird setup for a bank - its governors (basically members of the board) are auto-appointed from prominent institutions like the Fed. But they also allow individual magnates on if they’re rich enough.
That’s where BIS’s bigtime Nazi connects come in. Nazi-sympathetic banker Kurt von Schroder arranged a 1933 meeting between Hitler and chancellor Franz von Pappen. Or should we say the meeting: while Himmler, Rudolf Hess, and Wilhelm Keppler waited in the wings, Hitler and von Pappen zeroed in on their number one prewar goal. Without it, the war would be over before it even started:
Make Germany an autarky.21
To do that, they’d need help ailing Weimar couldn’t provide. Introit IG Farben, world’s biggest industrial cartel – in exchange for backing them to the hilt, the Nazis gave Farben state monopoly on all oil and rubber production in the existing Reich and any future Lebensraum. Cha-ching.
The Schroder meeting made the Nazis. They entered as a rowdy street gang; by the time they left Hitler & Co. had government backing and an official five-year plan. And lest we forget, Sweetlips Schroder gave the brownshirts a final parting kiss:
Their very own piggy bank.
Wilhelm Keppler might have sat on the sidelines, but he wasn’t just some functionary. He was point man for the Kraut industrial bourgeoisie intent on riding the Nazis to fortune and glory. Keppler relayed the good news to the rest of the Himmerkreis cabal: game on.
The Kreis was overjoyed. So much so they started making regular cash infusions into a secret account at JH Stein bank. For the next twelve years the “S” account was Heinrich Himmler’s personal slush fund. The SS used it to hoover up anything that wasn’t nailed down. Land, gold, shares of steel manufacturers - you name it, the SS wanted it .22
The Third Reich was a public-private partnership from the jump. That initial meeting of fascist minds was only the beginning, though. It got bigger and badder every year. By 1938, the Nazis had “acquired” some Czechoslovak gold. They just needed somwhere to stash it.
**LOUDSPEAKER CRACKLES**
Train departing. Please keep your hands and feet inside the car at all times. Next stop, Prague.
PEACE CUCKERY IN OUR TIME
This part of the story you’re familiar with.
Anschluss. Sudetenland. Neville Chamberlain bends and spreads. Hitler pinkie-swears to never do it again. Good history teachers sometimes even mention the looted Czech gold – except now that we think about it, they always leave out where that bullion actually went.
February 1939 the Nazis demanded 15,000 pounds of Czech bullion to back the occupied Sudetenland’s currency. When the Czechs balked, the blitzkrieg began: Germany stormed Prague March 15, 1939. Then they upped the financial ante. Fifteen tons was off the table. The Nazis extorted two orders from the National Bank of Czechoslovakia:
Tell BIS to transfer 27 tons of Czech gold from their account at the Bank of England to their BIS account
Have BIS transfer 23 tons of gold to the Reichsbank’s BIS account
BIS’s legal department scoffed at first, but when all was said and done Montagu Norman and the BIS did the deed. Nazi Germany stole 23 tons of gold from Czechoslovakia, sight unseen. Two-thirds of it went straight to the Reichsbank.23
The initial Czech expropriation set the tone for Nazi Germany’s whole conquest: invade. Force through dubious acquisitions of bullion. Ship it to BIS for safekeeping. Rinse, repeat. Officially BIS was neutral – they even signed a pledge declaring it. Unofficially, they broke every clause before the ink was even dry. Nazi gold? Bring it here. Exchange Reichsbank currency? Ja wohl, mein herr. Recognize every puppet state from Vichy to Greece? C’mon. What do we look like. Barbarians?24
Speaking of barbarism. BIS didn’t care what form the gold came in. As the death camps got up and running BIS closed its eyes and thought of England while Nazi Germany delivered increasingly grisly tithes: first gold watches. Then eyeglasses. Finally human teeth. BIS accepted Nazi weregilt until the very end of the war, but the flow dipped something fierce in February 1943 when the Nazis got what Zoomers call a vibe check:
WINTER OF OUR DISCONTENT
Stalingrad changed everything.
The Soviets’ heroic last stand crushed the Wehrmacht so badly some perceptive industrialists (Albert Speer, for one) started admitting the war was lost, even if Hitler didn’t.
That’s WW2’s sickening capitalist crux: for all the savagery, at the end of the day occult Nazi weirdos weren’t calling the shots. The money men were. They even had a man on the inside - legendary war criminal Otto Ohlendorf. By day Ohlendorf was SS internal security chief, but by night he moonlighted as senior analyst at the Ministry of Economics. Ohlendorf read the post-Stalingrad financial omens and saw the writing on the wall. Quoting Lebor:
Ohlendorf also understood that the Third Reich would eventually lose the war. His real job was to plan how the SS would keep its financial empire so that Germany would reassert its economic dominance over Europe after the inevitable defeat...As the Allies advanced on Germany, the Nazis stepped up their plans for the postwar era. On August 10, 1944, an elite group of industrialists gathered at the Maison Rouge Hotel in Strasbourg, including representatives of Krupp, Messerschmitt, Volkswagen, and officials from several ministries. Also in attendance was a French spy, whose report reached the headquarters of the Allied invasion force, from where it was forwarded to the State Department and the Treasury. The account of the meeting is known as the Red House Report.
Germany had lost the war, the Nazi industrialists agreed, but the struggle would continue along new lines. The Fourth Reich would be a financial, rather than a military imperium. The industrialists were to plan for a “postwar commercial campaign.” They should make “contacts and alliances” with foreign firms but ensure this was done without “attracting any suspicion.” Large sums would have to be borrowed from foreign countries. Just as in the prewar era, the US connection and links to chemical firms, such as the American Chemical Foundation, were essential to expanding German interests. The Zeiss lens company, the Leica camera firm, and the Hamburg-American line had been “especially effective in protecting German interests abroad.” The firms’ New York addresses were passed around the meeting.
A smaller group attended a second, select meeting. There the industrialists were instructed to “prepare themselves to finance the Nazi party, which would be forced to go underground.” The prohibition against exporting capital had been lifted, and the government would help the industrialists to send as much money to neutral countries as possible, through two Swiss banks. The Nazi party recognized that after the defeat, its best-known leaders would be “condemned as war criminals,” the intelligence report concluded. However, the party and the industrialists were cooperating in placing the most important figures in positions at German factories as research or technical experts.
[Lebor, pgs. 162-163]
Holy shit.
If Lebor’s right - and we’ll get to whether he is in a minute - the postwar fascist underground didn’t just graft itself ad hoc onto the metaphorical Fourth Reich of Atlanticist Empire; it planned a literal Fourth Reich. Just do a fusion dance with the conquerors and call it a day. Your awful commie friends25 were right.
Far out, we thought as we reached this part of the book. Red House Report. Should be pretty easy to track down. Just flip to the picture section they always put in the middle of these things and...
Nada.
Zilch. Goose egg. The picture section had nothing except shithead aristocrats beaming back at us. Unlike every other history book, Lebor’s excludes his Exhibit Fucking A.
Fine, we thought. We’ll just Ctrl+T and query Red House Report. Should be up in a jif.
Sorry, Charlie. Again, nothing.
There were summaries and reproductions, but they all drew from Lebor’s reportage. Some gumshoes wondered aloud whether the Red House Report was even real.
We started to wonder ourselves the longer it went on - this thing wasn’t anywhere on the Net. Lebor’s book isn’t a spring chicken, either: it was released in 2011. The hell was going on?
It didn’t add up. We banged our head against the keyboard for a few days. Nothing to show for it other than some fresh bruises, but our noggin must have typed the right search query keys. Somehow we stumbled across the report’s official OSS number.
Intelligence Report EW-Pa 128. Declassified 1996.
Hallelujah! Just pop that into DuckDuckGo aaaaaannnd...
Eat shit, Coxey.
OK, Lebor didn’t actually say that. But his silence sure felt like it. We rang him with basically just the one question - may we please trouble you about our Lord and savior Jesus Christ the Red House Report? Original’s nowhere to be found.
Radio silence. Like we were his BPD ex coming back around. Lebor was a bust - we were on our own, which meant we weren’t going to be able to get the goods. Unless...
EW-Pa 128. Declassified 1996.
Declassified items are stored in the National Archives. Open to anyone, in theory. They even have a little request form you can fill out - ask for something juicy and you’ll land on a watchlist, but who are we kidding. Game on.
Weeks passed with no response. We wrote it off, counted our lucky stars, and got back to dissecting the LBJ dissertation.26
Three weeks. Four. Finally we woke up to a blasé little surprise in our inbox:
This message is in response to your recent inquiry to the National Archives regarding Intelligence Report EW-Pa 128.
We carefully searched our holdings and identified Intelligence Report EW-Pa 128, as requested. The citation information is listed below.
Record Group 59
Entry A1 205-E
Decimal File 1940-1944
Box 3280
File 800.515/11-2744 Report No. EW-Pa 128
Location 250/32/31/05
Attached is a courtesy copy of the requested records.
We hope this information is helpful for your research. If you have further questions please contact the Textual Reference Archives II Branch (RR2RR).
A courtesy copy of the requested records. Like we asked for our birth certificate. Not the Fourth-Reich Rosetta Stone. We downloaded without even looking it over, halfway convinced it was an elaborate shell game to Trojan horse our computer and put us out of business for good.
Alas. Just a garden-variety PDF. We opened it up, and...
Jackpot.
THE GOODS
Without any more autofictional jerking off and no more ado, here she is: the skeleton key to the second half of the twentieth century.
(Ignore our handwriting. It can’t abide godless L—to-R writing systems. We’ll post a clean copy in the footnotes.27)
So far, so good. Nothing earth-shattering, but it’s in line with Lebor’s description - G-2 Army Intel report on the 11/7/1944 plans for German postwar resurrection. Hopefully the next page isn’t quite as big a snooz——
Oh. Oh my God.
Unless longtime French informant “Commandant Zindel’s” talking totally out of his ass, the Fourth Reich Meeting’s guest list included:
an SS lieutenant general
Reps from Krupp (steel, big guns); Röchling (mining, plastics production); Messerschmidt (planes, possibly flying saucers); Rheinmetall (big guns, cars); Büssing AG (buses, heavy trucks); and Volkswagen (uh, Volkswagens)
Three engineers from Polish slave labor camps
Two ministers from Vichy France - one naval, one army
At least on this page, the plan’s to evacuate industrial material from France to Germany - forget Fortress Europe, boys. We’re falling back on the homefront. Based on the bottom of the page it sounds like the Nazis accepting military defeat but not surrendering. Just setting themselves up to win the ensuing PR war for Euro-American hearts and minds.
The companies themselves deserve a closer look - lotta familiar names in there. Cross-referencing them from the 2023 Fortune 500 we get:
Oh, shit. Fortune 500 entities #15, 119, 219, 265, and 330. Over $32 billion in combined profits. Wages of sin is death, eh?
Christ. Alright, Mick. Cut me.
Just straight-up industrial espionage. Obergruppenführer Scheid gave the industrialists a list of companies who either co-owned patents with Nazi companies or had already collaborated (US Steel, American Steel & Wire, Carnegie Illinois, and National Tube, Inc.). He forked over their NYC addresses, too. (Subtext: coerce them into paying us off, or we blow the whistle.)
Below that’s the big boy meeting - no truckmakers in this one. Armaments-heads only. Dr. Bosse explains the bottom line to Krupp, Rochling, and Hecho - we lost. We can keep most of it, if you bankroll us. We’ll flush you full of seed capital, you launder the money overseas, bring back the clean stuff and finance the underground NSDAP. Oh, and one more thing ——
Create secret “technical offices.” Just pretend they’re unaffiliated - no one’s gonna start poking their nose where it doesn’t belong, anyway. We’ll tell you which projects to develop. Hell, when the time comes, we’ll even let you fill the orders.
A secret Fourth Reich. It’s all there, in black and white. If the last page has anything worse than this we’re gonna be sick.
We call this the “banality of evil” page. Parse the text and you’ll see why:
It’s a sober instruction manual - where, when, and how Kraut industrialists are burying their acorns. Buying agricultural property in Germany. Using Swiss front companies to do the same in the Alps. Using two banks - Schweizerische Kreditanstalt and Basler Handelsbank - to do the heavy lifting. All of which is to say, the fondue-eaters helped Nazis hide billions in blood money.
Last item’s one of the most bone-chilling things we’ve ever read. The Nazis knew they had to let some marquee figureheads swing and didn’t seem to care. Goring, Ribbentrop, Rosenberg - just faces. The Nazis had a plan to retain the red meat - sacrifice the pretty boys. Place the “less conspicuous but most important members” in positions with various German factories as technical experts.
Once you strip away all the bullshit, it’s pretty simple. Bosse was giving the captains of industry an order:
Hide our guys. We’ll make it worth your while. Or else.
Not that the Himmerkreis needed much convincing. What else were they gonna do - give it all up?
For once, we won’t yammer on about how significant our findings are. We’ll let Lebor do that.
Right after his section on the Red House meeting, Lebor relays what BIS president Tom McKittrick did when he found out the Nazis were planning this godawful shit:
Why, he took it to Allen Dulles, of course.
Dulles was McKittrick’s longtime handler. He knew everything about McKittrick - the broken loyalty oath. The gold pried from human teeth. He’d ordered McKittrick to do some of it, to “maintain his cover.”
We don’t know how Dulles handled the news, but on 3/21/1945 he sent a telegram to Paris, London, and DC. Judging by the contents he wasn’t too perturbed by potential reconstitution of the Nazi state:
He said that the jig was up but that Nazis had made careful plans to go underground, that every essential figure had his designated place, that Nazism would not end with military defeat as Hitler and his fanatical followers would no more change their philosophy than would Socrates or Mohammed, that these men were just as convinced of their cause as ever and carried a great body of people with them. He emphasized that Nazism was like a religion, not merely a political regime.
[Lebor p. 169]
The end. About as much passion as you put into your TPS reports. Terminally blasé, because it was - Dulles, McKittrick, Bill Donovan, John McCloy, and Winston Churchill knew the score. They could have righted the ship, but they had a job to do. So they pardoned the Nazis, rebuilt their factories, gave them dominion over the nascent EU, and spawned the Fourth Reich - or as we know it, the good ol’ U S of A.
Join us next time when we start digging in to the pants-shittingly-bad implications of the Great LBJ Dissertation Boondoggle. Until then ——
Stay golden, Ponyboy. .من النهر إلى البحر
Self included.
We do mean all. It was impossible to not notice the suffering at big slave-labor camps like IG Farben’s. See Adam Lebor, Tower of Basel: The Shadowy History of the Secret Bank that Runs the World, p. 104:
“We saw the civilians from IG Farben from all over the place...people dragg[ed] sacks of cement, then they would collapse and die. The IG Farben civilians had to go past that on their way to the canteen. They absolutely knew what was going on.”
This one’s even darker than it sounds: Globke was afraid his dirty laundry would be aired at the Eichmann trial. (Eichmann was only nabbed in the first place because he started blabbing to LIFE magazine about Zionist collaboration in the Holocaust. Hence the Jerusalem sequestration - they had to keep a lid on it.)
See Oglesby, The Yankee and Cowboy War, p. 39:
Gehlen arrived in Washington three months later, August 22, 1945, in the uniform of a general of the United States Army, flown there in the command transport of Gen. Walter Bedell Smith. In a series of secret meetings with the American staff, beginning with Allen Dulles and Wild Bill Donovan of the OSS, he laid out in detail the proposal — the surrender conditions, essentially — which he was offering the Americans.
Despite being Hitler’s spy chief, Gehlen got to keep his staff, network, and archives. The CIA even transferred Gehlen when he bitched about working under Army intelligence - he directed the West German CIA from IG Farben’s (undamaged) headquarters 1956-1968, hence the classic joke: “A pedophile, a Nazi, and West Germany’s spy chief all walk into a bar. Bartender says, ‘What’ll it be, Mr. Gehlen?’”
David Talbot, The Devil’s Chessboard, p. 70. Talbott’s a great introduction for anybody dipping their toe into JFK.
one of the High Lords of Hell. Seriously, we’re pretty convinced Dulles was a demon made flesh. JFK heads will recognize him as the CIA chief Kennedy fired after the Bay of Pigs; in 1945 he was Swiss Director of the OSS under Bill Donovan.
We’re not kidding. Evidence for the British assassinating FDR’s strong - Stalin even told Elliot Roosevelt about it, if you believe Fletcher Prouty. (We don’t - like we said before, we trust Prouty about as far as we can throw him. But the forensic evidence itself is just that strong.)
Talbot, p. 71. The West invading the USSR’s not as far-fetched as it sounds: Allied forces had already done it in 1918 to plant a fat thumb on the scales of the Russian Civil War. Worse, Churchill even had an unthinkable invasion planned. He only backed off because the US balked.
Covert Action Information Bulletin, Winter 1986 issue, pgs. 1 & 11:
The Kameradenwerk — the Nazi old boy network — remained active over the years, vigorous enough to have planned and carried out the 1980 coup in Bolivia...and to have held high places in Pinochet's government in Chile.
This network, the so-called Kameradenwerk, has maintained close political, social, and business ties [throughout Latin America]. By most accounts Josef Mengele was its leading representative in Paraguay.
Whole thing’s a How-Done-It for the ages. Critical support for Phil Agee.
Really the Red Army, with the US and UK holding their dicks and plotting to overthrow the USSR once it was all over. FDR and Churchill broke their 1942 promise to Stalin to open a second front, then staged a series of can-kickings to maintain plausible deniability. It was only partially pussiness - their real objective was to ensure massive attrition doomed the USSR’s postwar prospects. It worked, too: 27 million Soviets died in the war.
Literally all. Not a single banker ate shit after the war.
Lebor, p. 159 & passim.
IG Farben’s infamous for making Zkylon B. Less ghoulish but even more important to the Nazis was Farben’s synthetic rubber, AKA “Buna.” Hence the name of the slave labor camp McCloy’s pardon-ees built and ran using slave labor: Auschwitz Buna.
Krupp’s death machine is absolutely sickening. He worked 80,000 slave laborers to death across 57 different camps. His original sentence comes out to .015 years per death. Thanks to McCloy, it ended up being more like .00375.
Lebor, p. 252:
Bernanke, Mario Draghi, and Sir Mervyn King all spent time at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology economics department. Bernanke and Draghi earned their PhDs there, while Kin taught there for a short time in the 1980s and shared an office with Bernanke.
By 2008 Bernanke, Draghi, and King all moonlighted as BIS governors on account of their daytime gigs. And they all juuuust so happened to introduce quantitative easing (using artificially-low interest rates combined with government capital infusions to “stimulate” the economy) to “tackle” the Great Recession. Clearly, that worked out great for everybody.
CBDC (Central Bank Digital Currency)’s exactly what Carsten’s describing: digital-only money they can freeze, withhold, or zero out if you’ve been a bad boy. Good thing it’s light-years away and would require a humongous financial crisis to implement, right? Well don’t look now, but the Fed tested the feasibility of a CBDC in 2022 and just released a position paper on the pros and cons. And what some are already calling the next real estate bubble’s getting ready to pop. Should be fine.
technically a subsidiary, the Gold Deposit Bank, but it’s the same thing. GDB was just a shell company.
Lebor, p. 9.
This, plus the US ruling class’s honest-to-God Nazi-ness, is a big part of why US corporations supported the Nazis for so long. They were an investment: if Germany went caput, so did those lent-out dollars.
ibid., 27.
independent economy producing all its own raw materials. Like Russia in 2023.
If you’re having trouble wrapping your head around it (Lord knows we did at first), just remember the SS was a mini-state within the Nazi polity just like IG Farben. They had their own ministers, their own staff, investments spread across Europe.
Lebor, p. 61-62.
ibid., p. 78. BIS’s wartime collaboration was a real team effort: American president Tom McKittrick, English chairman Otto Niemeyer, and Reichsbank VP Emil Puhl all concocted various justifications for taking Nazi blood money. Take a wild guess whether any of them swung after the war.
Us included.
Hoo, Lordy - speaking of. If even 25% of it’s true we’re in deep shit.
you are a coward