Book: America's Nazi Secret

[Lauren Johnson]

I don't claim to be writing a critique of Loftus' work. Just a comment. His argument that there is a split between the State Dept/Justice Dept nexus and the CIA -- the CIA hunting Nazis and the others hunting them seems problematic. Whatever happened to the Gehlen Org? (I haven't listened to the first one yet.) Then there is the 9/11 caused by structural incompetence stemming from this conflict.

Jan reminds us in the John Loftus link I posted above:

Loftus writes: "The Bush family's scandal is that they funded Hitler and profited from the Holocaust" (October 31, 2003). In the same article, Loftus says that President George W. Bush is "not the sharpest tool in the shed, but has a good heart and the good sense not to follow in his father's footsteps." According to Loftus, "'W' has some good people around him who keep a firewall in the White House against his father's oil cronies." Loftus' statement about George W Bush is, at face value, one of the most naive utterances that I have ever read.

Loftus is not a naive man.

So, we're Through the Looking Glass, where nothing is as it seems.

We are possibly viewing the visible traces of otherwise invisible competition between elite factions.

Alternately, tracks are being laid in the snow in case they are needed in future scenarios.

Within the Drago framework of Mechanic - Facilitator - Sponsor:

Sponsor: "My Facilitator friend is my Valuable friend. Until he is my Dangerous enemy. And must be given up. Disposed of."

As the Thyssen history shows, elite players, Sponsors if you will, like to have all bases covered and plant seeds, many of which will wither and die, to further this ultimate aim.

Thomas Pynchon's (complex) narrator in Gravity's Rainbow articulated it perfectly: "It means this War was never political at all, the politics was all theatre, all just to keep the people distracted...."

The Art of the Master Magicians is to tell us where to look, what to think and how to feel.

The Magicians choose the rabbit and the hat, and steer our gaze away from the trapdoor at the centre of the stage.

The rare insightful soul whose curiosity leads to the strange anamoly, lurking, protruding, brooding, centre stage receives a one-way descent into Oblivion.....