So I was playing a game of Chess one day. I make my first move — I move my knight. My opponent, sitting across from me, then moves a pawn two spots forward, and shouts “CHECK! MATE!”, and leaving the table laughs jovially about how that move always destroys the competition.

And so this comment comes in from Dianne Bettag, who I google and see is a LaRouche worker currently in Texas:

Your source, Dennis King, is a former “journalist” for High Times … you failed to mention that.

In part because Dennis King is not my source, at least not directly, though almost certainly indirectly in splotches and swabs. I am aware of the “Dennis King = High Times” used as a crux used by LaRouchites, their first and, in their minds, ultimate line of defense. I assumed that this simply means that Dennis King had an article or two published in High Times, and knowing LaRouche this is extrapulated to mean that he is under the Queen of England’s Famous Drug Cartell. So I go to Dennis King’s website, which I have never gotten around to pursuing, and see: this and this by way of King’s defense against the charge.

So, I failed to mention something, and I will now clear it up. Someone who is not my source for a mass of LaRouche posts is a Journalist who wrote an article for High Times Magazine once.

Do you also suggest solutions to the problems that this ‘nut case’ raises? Economics, the war? Or do you just intend to disparage those who do, thus demoralizing the population with your stuff? Good show!

Personally, I believe all of our problems stem from the public’s ignorance on how to Double the Square. Once we train the public how to double the square, the solutions to the world’s problems will be obvious and easy. Then we will be able to usher in a new Golden Age of Human Achievement.

“Post more Larouche stuff.  This other stuff sucks.”

Yes.  I’m certainly following the dictates of that post from several months ago.  If I had a bit more time, I’d go ahead and read just and move  toward completion of the “Everything You Ever Wanted to Know” page I’ve set myself out to do — only deadline being that I want to have it done
before the man passes away — replete with a heck of a lot more than I had when I finished last year’s blogging with this morass.  I now have a bunch of gaps filled in from that series of posts — vaguarities made less vague.

It all starts to make perfect sense.  Here.  I have more.

In 1965, LaRouche launched a struggle inside the Socialist Workers Party (a Trotskyite organization), with Carol Larrabee — also known in LaRouche land as Schnitzer or White.  She would run off to Britain with a new co-hort, which is when LaRouche is believed to have gone off the remaining bit of a rocker he was on.  They had an elitist view of how the Revolution was going to come about: we need professional revolutionaries, intellectual leaders are not going to spring from the fabled “Workers of the World”.  The ins and outs of their sectional had them join Gerry Healy and the “American Committee for the 4th International”, which they later bounced from over to the “Spartacist League”, a splinter
from the “4th International” — which in turn was a splinter from the “SWP”.  Not getting anywhere, his enormous ego not being gratified and genuflected enough toward, LaRouche quit these “4th International” organizations, LaRouche wrote a letter declaring that all factions of the 4th International were null and void, and now LaRouche was setting out to establish the “5th International”.  Which makes as much sense as
launching the “Democratic Policy Committee”.

“Operation Mop-Up”, where LaRouche either conciously or unconciously aped Hitler and his “brown-shirts” in storming Communist meetings and swinging machettes around, starts to make sense.  Control and hegemony over the Revolution would be consolidated and taken from the “vanguard left” — who were all Rockefellar’s agents, mind you, bcause they diverted attention away from the true revolution and to stupid issues of gender, race, etc, and once that was accomplished, the control over  conciousness of the proletariat would be wrested from the Bourgeoise culture as a whole.

I’ve wondered about LaRouche’s mother problems.  I recommend everyone, college students in particular, who LaRouchites have granted the privilege of gracing with their presence, to walk up and say, “I’m thinking of joining the LaRouche Youth Movement, but I think I’ll pass the idea
by my mom.” and see what happens.  (Other ideas:  walk by with a friend and make it so they overhear the casual conversation “I try to model my life after Aristotle.”  Or “If you think Doubling the square sharpens the mind, wait until you TRIPLE the Square!”)  I’ve generally suspected that LaRouche simply intuits that moms are a barrier and competing
influence; they’d tend to try to talk their young ones out of joining “cadres” of any sort.  Also, it’s psychologically a way of having them declare them their own person at a crucial point in their life.  Beyond the tactics of the affront, I’ve shrugged and figured that maybe Larouche’s strict and religious up-bringing lead him to hate his mother.  But there is one other possibility.  Fred Newman, another political cult leader of long standing, currently largely holder of the reigns of the remains of the Reform Party, whose configuration was somewhat obstensibly a sort of a psycho-analytic Marxist confirguration — had his group join the NCLCs for a year.  Insanely enough, Newman wanted to take over the organization.  I had figured that LaRouche’s “brain-washing” reprogramming, launched when Carol flew off to Great Britain, was a product of his circa 1960 computer programming career.  It may well be, but the timing of events suggests as much that LaRouche picked up his psychotic “reprogramming” from his dalliances with Fred Newman.  As well, his “mother complex”, and degrading issuances that his followers’ failures in organizing came from sexual impotence.  (It all comes back to those “vital fluids” of Dr. Strangelove lore, doesn’t it?)

I am reading through a 1988 issue of “EIR”.  Insane though it may seem, Portland State University has three “special issues” (education, AIDS, and the Gulf War Crisis of 1990) of EIR in its library — apparently donated by LaRouchites, the cover pages stamped with the imprint “Donated Material”, which is good because it sets aside the frightening prospect that $700 — yes, the pricetag on these 3 issues of “Executive Intelligence Review” come up to $700 — of tax-payer dollars went to the type of writing that is obstenisbly sold for $5 on street corners, but is generally conspicuously littered about.  $5 is about $7 too much.

So we have a transcript of the AIDS issue froma LaRouche informercial in 1988.  “Many are asking, ‘What does Lyndon LaRouche know about AIDs that Surgeon General C Everett Koop does not?’  Many are saying to themselves, ‘I thought LaRouche was an economist.  What does an economist know about AIDs?’  My profession is a little known branch of science, called physical economy.  That is a branch of physical science developed 300 years ago by…” and on it goes as the viewer says, “Wait a minute!”, since nobody’s free-word association starts off with “LaRouche” and “economist”.

As for what LaRouche knew about AIDs that C Everett Koop did not:  LaRouche had been watching for a biological plot for about a decade, and when AIDs hit he was very suspicious, sho he pulled together a crack research staff to investigate.  AIDs, it seems, was accidentally prodcued in the 1960s by experiments with human tissue.  It is not primarily sexually transmitted, but there is a conspiracy to make the public think it is so that they can push pornographic sex education in our schools as well as pushing special rights for the pervers lifestyle choice of homosexuality.  Also, a Mathusian plot exists to use AIDs as an excuse to clear out the, by the evil ones’ perspective, the unwanted blacks.  AIDs is a highly transmittable disease, which can be spread through mosquito bites, and if left untouched will decimate the population (which, by the way, the wacko environmentalists — “enthropists” be they, would love to see happen because they hate people and love the Earth instead), so we must wage WAR on AIDs, all expenses necessary, and thus we need to screen the population and test everybody, and isolate those with AIDs (or, humanely, provide plenty of hospital beds).  If elected prsident, Lyndon LaRouche will make AIDs HISTORY!

The acronym for LaRouche’s organization which pushed his ballot measures in California was– appropriately enough — “PANIC”.  The acronym for the organized opposition was “CALM”.  The ballot measures failed by a two to one margin, but caused health experts serious head-aches.  It is here, reading over his AIDs booklet, that I see the evil of the man, somewhere beyond the kookery, and understand the Dennis Kings of the world’s insistence that you can’t simply dismiss LaRouche out of hand as a simple inconsequential crank.  Granted, for the most part I do, but at least I see where King is coming from.  LaRouche has on repeated occasion posited the manner in which he may become president without an election.  A crisis hits, simply economic crisis in general, but fret not — AIDs is usable as an issue as well.  In 1987, when the stock market tumbled and commentators made allusions to 1929, LaRouchites descended down Wall Street to declare how they were right.  In 1998, when the Asian Markets tumbled, LaRouche wrote an open letter to Bill Clinton urging that Clinton appoint LaRouche as economic advisor and declare emergency powers which “every sovereign state has available”.  He cited China as “one of the best governments in the world today, in terms of quality of leadership, the kind of leadership required to get through crisis.”  Today I note that LaRouche praises Vladamir Putin’s rather autocratic government in Russia.  As for AIDs, LaRouche insisted, naturally, that he be the one in charge of manning his AIDs program.  In LaRouche’s mind, he will be right there when the economy unravels.  There is a review for his 1974 quasi-Marxist book which includes the line “Judging perhaps unfairly from his controversial manner, Marcus impresses at least one reader as a Me-for-Dictator type to whom it would be dangerous to entrust the task of drawing any boundary between the domain of freedom and that of necessity or order.”  Amazing precient for a reviewer who did not know what a “Lyn Marcus” was.  (Martin Bronfenbrenner of Duke University writing for the “Journal of Political Economy”, Feb. 1976).

So we have some parallels for how LaRouche postures for power to Adolf Hitler.  Basically the problem is all I can really do with that is smirk and say “Nice try, idiot.”  Simply put, he hasn’t gotten anywhere and is not particularly likely to do so.  But he does seem to have it in his head.  If he is following the path of the Fuhrer, the problem is the path of the Fuhrer is narrow and steep and tenuous.  He is a Hitler with a silly paper hat.  If you look and see a Hitler, you see that paper hat.  If you look and see that silly paper hat, you pause and consider that you still see a Hitler.

From Younger Than That Now, an interlocking couple of memoirs.  A significant but not overwhelming part concerns Ruth Williams’s nine month membership in the Caucus of Labor Committees.  Spliced more than I probably am allowed to post, some excerpts.  Part 1:  Joining up.  Part 2:  Proud full-fledged member.  Part 3:  Quitting.

Part 1:

“Stop thinking about your mother,” someone yelled.  “You don’t need mother’s magic.”  The thin, bearded man writhing on the floor nodded his head and struggled to breath.  His face was becoming blue.  In 1974, mmany people thought asthma was pshycosomatic, and I figured this man was
trying to overcome a neurosis, though it seemed an extreme cure.  But I became really alarmed when he began to lose conciousness.

A plump, blond woman was telling me that she was on her way to MIT, armed with several awards and grants for her unique mathematical theories and also with her fanatic devotion to the Labor Committees.  I put my hand on her arm to get her to stop talking.  “He’s going to die,” I protested.  She turned around to look and, almost reluctantly, said, “I’ll call an ambulance.” I was relieved to hear sirens even before she hang up — the hospital was right across the street.

Arlen, a tall, balding intellectual who seemed to be the leader of NLCL’s Madison cadre, knelt on the floor and held the head.  “You know asthma is a mother-induced illness, don’t you?  You know that.  We’ve discussed it.”
The man could no longer nod.  His chest rattled, and I saw bubbles of foam beginning to come from his mouth.  Arlen turned to the rest of us and said, “He’ll be fine.  Really.  He’s been doing a lot better lately, and it’s just going to take some time before he becomes a fully realized human being.  It’s hard work.”  The group nodded sympathetically.  Then three paramedics burst into the room and began to revive the man.  After a hypodermic and some oxygen, he was breathing again.  “I’m sorry,” he mumbled as he was carried to the ambulance.

I turned a horrified face to the MIT woman.  “What was that all about?”
“He’ll be fine,” she consoled me.  “It’s been a long time since he needed medical care.  It’s just a little setback.  Eventually he won’t have asthma anymore.”  She looked totally convinced of what she’d just said.  Evidentally NCLC members believed they could fight disease and human frailty as well as change the face of American politics, and they were already practicing psychology on their membership.  Why had the  well-educated, highly intelligent woman joined what I had thought was an insignificant fringe organization?  Was there more to it than I saw?

I let her put my arm around my waist as we walked to some chairs in the back of the room.  She knelt on the floor beside me and said, “You really love your husband, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“I loved mine too.  But sometimes real human beings have to make hard choices.  I had to divorce my husband.”
“Why?”
“He wouldn’t join the Labor Committees.  Even after he heard Lyndon LaRouche speak in New York last spring — wait until you hear him, he’s a genius — he wouldn’t let go of his fears.  I had to move on.”
“Like Bill will, you mean?  If I don’t join?”
She crooked an eyebrow, a knowing “what else could he do?” look.  Then she said, “But that’s not what has to happen.   You can both be in the vanguard of a new American Renaissance.”
We seemed to be making quantum leaps, from this bare, basement meeting room to a renaissance.  From divorce to a vanguard.  My head was spinning.  She went on, “There’s one thing stopping you from joining him.”
“What’s that?”
“You have to forget mother’s homemade magic.  Forget Reverend Jorgenson.  Forget –”
“Hey, how do you know about him?”
“Bill and I had a long talk yesterday. 

………………….

Part 2:

 

Dear Jeff,
Much has changed since your visit and I hesitate to unfold it within the limited scope of a letter but it must be attempted if we hope to continue to communicate.  There are innumerable reasons to recoil in dismay from reality.  However, Bill and I have ruthlessly confronted those reasons and found them less than human, if not totally insane.  Throughout  our lives, Jeff, we have been surrounded with fantasy — TV, mother’s homeside magic, Vietnam and its deluded antiwar “revolutionaries”, the  myth of success, etc. — and we have responded with neurotic insanity, feverishly constructing more fantasy, performing propitiatory rituals to dead pasts.  Now the fantasies are melting away.

This letter is VERITABLY IMPOSSIBLE for me to write, so big is the gulf between yourself (who can write impassively of Rockefeller and William F Buckley) and myself (who is pouring my intellect, creativity, time, energy, probably my life’s blood into the battle for humanity against the bestialized filth of those men and their following).  Have you read about TRIAGE as suggested by Rocky’s Trilateral Commission?  If so, how can you possibly tolerate it and call yourself human?  Einstein,
Feuerbach, Marx, Luxemburg, Hegel, Oparin, Vernadsky — in essence break out of the controlled environment spawned by “higer education” and begin your education anew.  Bill and I have embarked on the excruciating task of finding the real
world and we are tempted to backslide daily, but the realization of the discovery of self-concious mentation of the type experienced by Descartes, “I think therefore I am”, and the responsibility it carries of negentropic growth constantly compels us to tear out the demons of our education.  Ie, we are confronting the “giggling, nervous infants of bourgeois fear” which grip and strangle the minds of most of our acquaintances, our families, our friends — and we arebecoming members of a new species, equipped to make the conceptual leap which is absolutely necessary if the human race is to survive an impending ecological holocaust.
Political, economic, psychological, personal, moral, scientific,
artistic levels — all the pursuits of mankind — must be conceptually raised to the next level of human progress.  We are in the process of an intellectual renaissance, Jff, and it is very real.  I would be less than equal in the demands of a truly creative friendship if I didn’t joyfully bring it within the grasp of your mind.  I’ve enclosed several clippings which I hope you will read.  They’re from NEW SOLIDARITY — you know, the paper you used to laugh at?  We are planning to leave Madison and will be organizing full-time with the Labor Committees in Milwaukee and Chicago.  I quit my job in November and have since been making intellectual leaps necessary to maintain the integrity of my decision to be a world historical being rather than Ruth Tuttle of Yazoo City.  I am beginning to locate myself by my mental coordinates rather than geographically.  Whithin me exists not onlly the experiences of 23 years, but also an intensifying sensuous grasp of the geometry of the universe and the laws and forms I am capable of imposing on it.  Of all my friends, you are the one I know best intellectually.  We have shared our minds much more than our experiences and for this reason, I am convinced that you have the intellectual integrity to grapple with your bourgeois persona and fear and to discover your humanity, your pride.  This will be very straining to our relationship because it calls for an honesty not accepted in polite society and is certainly far removed from the magnanimous apathy of the counterculture many of our peers have opted for.

So, there you have an infinitesimal glance into the burgeoning currents of my life.  Jeff, I feel like every human being can potentially feel.  I feel like God.  

………….

Part 3:

I told my version of the incident to the man on the phone, adding, “at the hospital the police told me the woman is known in the neighborhood as mentally ill.  She’s always hallucinating about the devil, and today she was tripping her brains out, too.  They were trying to contact a family member to get her committed.”
“And you believed that?”
“Well yeah,” I said.  “You don’t?”
“Look at the facts:  The working class is being systematically destroyed by Rocky’s Trilateral Commission.  There’s a psychological holocaust going on out there.  This is the direct result of Nelson Rockefeller’s interference in our daily organizing.  If you do your job better, the workers won’t be destroyed like this.”
“So it’s my fault?”
“Let’s go over this story again, only this time I want you to tell me more about what Rodney was doing.”
About ten people were gathered in the next room.  Some of them were talking.  Others sat quietly, slumped in their chairs.  What I saw when I looked through the kitchen door was a group of demoralized, drifting  souls.  We had become dumb animals with gaunt faces and dark-rimmed eyes, members of the same soul starved family.  There was only one person who seemed to be untouched by Labor Committee angst, a genial black youth named Teddy.
I caught his eye and he came into the kitchen.  While I talked on the phone, he stood behind me and rubbed my shoulders.  I think he knew what I meant when I hung up the phone and said, “I’m going home now.”
“Yep, I’m about done with this scene, too,” he replied.  […]

I was assigned to bring him along.  I would meet him at AO Smith during the morning shift change and hand him some copies of New Solidarity.  Within 20 minutes all his buddies would buy us out, the younger ones ribbing Teddy about his “white piece,” the older ones delivering advice with their twenty-five cents: “Boy, you bes’ be lookin’ after yo’ mamma, ‘stead of hustlin’ this garbage.”  Almost without exception they’d then toss the paper into the trash can next to the ramp.  Teddy and I just laughed it off.  The rest of the afternoon we’d hang out in a coffee shop, laughing — and sometimes crying — as we shared life stories.

The issue of the rights of homosexuals and the lack of rights of the heterosexual — for example, forced abortion and forced sterialization as “population control” measures — seems inextricably liked. The same individuals who would have our children indoctrinated with the notion that homosexuality is an alternative life-style, rather than a perversion, would use every other device in the book to limit population growth, including forced sterialization.

Who wrote that and where did it appear? Here’s a hint. It appeared in the same place as this:

The subversion of our young people by Satanic Cults is occurring on a far greater scale than most people are willing to believe. One morning, a parent wakes up to find that his child, or his neighbor’s child, has been murdered, the victim of some local peer-group-based Satanic Cult activity — or committed suicide while involved in role playing during some magical satanic cult activity. The shock to the parent is much, much greater than seeing his child become convulsive under the influence of illegal drugs. The numbing shock is that he really did not know anything about the depths of that child’s mind. That child and his peers are victims of an alien Satanic culture.

[…] One such game, Dungeons and Dragons, is a medieval fantasy role playing game, in which the fantasy character played by the adolescent indulges in murder, pillage, arson, and rape over a prolonged period (six months to a year is typical). Over such a period, with the behavioral reinforcements written into the game, the typical adolescent may become so wrapped up in the game that he loses touch with reality.

I do not expect you to know the answer, in large part because it is someone rather obscure. But the obscure person is in service with a more known person, who appears later in the same publication. Also, I half expect this all to be plagarized from another source anyway — at any rate, whole ideas and concepts ripped out and placed here.

With the faddish popularity of Anton LeVey, who played the devil in the movie Rosemary’s Baby, established the Church of Satan in San Francisco

Quick aside. I have seen Portland’s Church of Satan head, Rex Diablo, walking around the city on about three occasions. I don’t know what to do when I see him. He’s fairly conspicuous, what with Devil Horns implanted into his forehead. I smile and nod. He smiles back, or doesn’t. What else can I say?

and published The Satanist Bible; with the popularity of “heavy metal” rock groups which utilize both overt and backward masked lyrics to involve alienated youth in Satanic activities, and with the increasing popularity of games like Dungeons and Dragons, the WICCA-type underground network of Satanic “churches” has been expanding rapidly in this country. Scores of children, that fortunate tiny percentage that actually survived the experience, have reported to authorities that they were sexually abused and forced through rituals involving the drinking of human blood, cannibalism, and the sacrificial murder of other children.

I swear this book was promoted by Jack T Chick Productions.
The Satanist conspiracy which has insiduously working to destroy our culture, and has used our schools for this purpose, would rather see a Nazi-Communist world takeover Nazi-Communists? , than allow science and industry to flourish, because they despise our Judeo-Christian tradition.

Final hint: the solution to our educational dilemmas is to promote, in our schools — currently incubators of this Satanic Culture and Homosexual training grounds — the Creation of Martian Colonies — which will inspire hope in our youth to advance forward… to a new epoch… and will provide us with all the technology we will need for this next century… and on and on.

There. I gave the answer away.

Abondoned and tossed right next to a garbage can — in front of a convenience store — and by way of telling the precise location, at the end of the Yellow Max line — one package still tied together uncut from its yellow string, the other cut but untouched — there last night and still there this morning…

The two latest LaRouche pamphlets.  Supposedly $5, but there, as they always seem to be whenever the LaRouchites hover on over and take up shop — for the taking.  And if you really want it, you can have a hundred.  (I never quite get this part of the fund-raising part of the LaRouche syndicate.  Even though I understand it has never been a major part of it, it still strikes me as an incredible loss-leader.)

I have a mental picture of the paperback greeting “If you purchased this book without a cover…”, and this as the LaRouche version of that.  Unsold, they are discarded.  Since this is an evangelism movement, they are offered for anyone who cares to have one.  (At previous times, I’ve seen them left at the cut-off section at Borders.)  I assume this means that this is the end of the LaRouchite stint of keeping a card-table, and they’re onto other things.

I picked up neither pamphlet.  An umpteenth “LaRouche Economic Address” promising a plan that will get us out of the economic depression of ’06 and onto the glorious future of ’07.  The other was titled “The End of the Truman Era” — which I imagine fits into LaRouche’s current infatuation with FDR — ie: Truman betrayed the Roosevelt legacy and set up the systems that have destroyed our economy, and LaRouche’s Economic Program promises to take us back to the Roosevelt Legacy.  I suspect he is eking out his Communist past with that one — which is that Communists made up the lefter-most part of Roosevelt’s coalition, and generally accepted him — however mildly — in a “Popular Front” position — and Truman was just a boss’s politician — the Senator and then President from Pendegrast.  But maybe that would be giving the man too much credit, and really he’s just trying to evoke mainstream Democrats who don’t like the DLC.

What I want to know is — is Truman one of the “Beastman”s of “Children of Satan” fame?  I guess I’d just have to read the pamphlet to find out.  And I’m not going to do that.

I thought I was done with this.  But I keep hitting upon more and more items contemporarious regarding LaRouche.  None of them really answer what is an unanswerable question, which is quite simply a “Huh?”, but they do answer peripheal questions.  Example:  So, um… LaRouche moved from the “far Left” to the “far Right” — through what bit of mental gymnastic trickery?  From a National Review expose on the “US Labor Party” from March 30, 1979 (oddly enough, combine that with a Nation article in 1980 and you have a pretty darned good look at this transformation), an internal strategium memo from 1975, the rise of the anti-Rockefellar … um… Whig (???) Coalition.

Our success in beating back the Fang’s Endgame Scenario shows the otential impact we can have among previously unpenetrated strata.  Operations reports from our organizers in the field indicate growing sympathy for our “Impeach Rocky” campaign among right-wing circles.  We must move to take advantage of this situation.Right-wing organizations offer fouropportunities: 1) sources for fund-raising (espcially rleated to our organizing); 2) political contats to circulate our perspective in anti-Rocky political financial military circles; 3) opportunity to expose and discredit Rocky’s Buckley – FBI – CIA penetration of the Right; 4) potential USLP members and periphery.

I suppose LaRouche was thinking he would “defeat the right wing comparatively easily” in a similar manner that he “consolidated left-wing hegemony” through “an” “Operation Mop – Up”.  It remains difficult to figure what has gone on in that man’s head, but eventually LaRouche would have to zig and zig across with more mainstream electoral politics.

The Nation and the National Review are both Rockefellar mags, anyways.

Okay.  I have to stop this insanity.  I’ve noticed a few LaRouche publications lying around in the manner that they usually are, which means… the LaRouchites are somewhere in the shadows somewhere around here.

One can do whatever they must with these pages. Hell, I don’t care, you have free will… if you read it and decide “Wow! This LaRouche guy looks like a Genius!”, by all means — sign up today!

I have enjoyed piecing this together, and would not have pieced it together had I not. There is something in me that enjoys both the type of flimsy excavation research necessary to piece together that series of LaRouche posts, as well as enjoying this type of topic at hand.

I have not paid enough attention to allegations that LaRouchites killed enemies’ kittens.

Anyhow.

I have access to Lyn Marcus’s Dialectical Economics, published in 1975 by DC Heath and Company — likely LaRouche himself, interestingly enough placed right next to some of Karl Marx’s work (Marcus followed by Marx). Its 400 pages look just as dry and dull as it sounds. It is this type of book that I cannot possibly imagine ever having possessed a dust jacket, lest it lose its anonymous place is a row of books in a musky selling used book store, which is its proper place for perpetuity. I cannot imagine anyone having read it or checked it out of the library in quite a while, though I suppose it has had to have been — there are enough LaRouchites out there, right?

Leafing through it, and after finding the dedication page bemusing (“To my opponents, who made this book necessary.”), and generally a bit confused as a passage here and there don’t strike me as particularly Marxist, I see that somebody has written three rather cryptic inscriptions. “best book in the library 1970 – 1980 Bucephalus Blue Award”. This is a LaRouchite reaching back to antiquity to toss out a reference, I presume. When? I cannot say.

On page 215, we find the “best 2 paragraphs of the decade 1970 – 1980 B. Blue Award”. Wow! How lucky of us that the Buceplus Blue Award has directed us to the two paragraphs of wisdom to found in all the books from the 1970s available at the public library! Here then they are:

Does the increasing productivity of labor as we know it signify that the need for human productive activity will vanish? Will humanity become a daisy-clad mass of strolling Lotus-eaters? Quite the contrary. At first we will have escaped one predicament to encounter one more awesome and demanding. To one who views the matter from that standpoint, we freely concede that man is increasingly to become a prisoner of the effort to meet his new needs for existence. However, from a human point of view, the significance of this fact is at precise odds with that attributed to it by the bestialized hippy of present-day advanced capitalist culture. What human being would wish to become a dog before the hearth? Only the view of oneself as a beast could inspire the hope of freedom from labor. There is no need to worry that man would persist long in the state of bestialization desired by the Mansion Family. He would soon cease to exist. To be human is to locate one’s identity for society in the activity of perfection; to rise to a condition in which that perfection is advancing at a more rapid rate, in which more human quality is demanded of one, in which one increasingly gains social identity because of one’s human powers, is to fulfill everything thant an actually human person could desire.At this point we should recognize that we have struck upon evidence that socialist society is not the final, perfected form of human society. It is merely the beginning of a series of human societies distinct from the bestialized forms from which we now have the potential to emerge. The fact that material existence upon socialist society must have a mediated form, even though that mediation is a classwide institution, is a contradiction within that form. The relationship between universal and cooperative labor also involve a contradiction which is a different facet of the same difficulty. Under socialist society, man has not yet achieved the realization of universal labor-for-itself. We are therefore considering the process by which universal labor as a productive category — as the supercession of cooperative forms of the labor process today — emerges as universal labor-for-itself.

Now I guess you never have to read or wallow through this goddamned book again or ever. It is done and complete for you.And then there is an Ezra Pound quote the “Bucephalus Blue Award” giver throws at us. “All things are flowing sage Heraclitus says. Yet a tawdry cheapness will outlive our days.” Indeed.

xlcr4life Says:

factnet.org Find the discussion page and you will see over 2K posts about the cult with loads of info.

Indeed.  Over 2,000.  It looks like this:

	LaRouche	xlcr4life	401Â	1Â	1-01-07  8:24 am
	Updates, What is going on in the World of Larouche Today?	dave72	122Â	1Â	10-17-06  11:58 am
	My friend wants to get out BUT	swedish_lyn_watcher	8Â	1Â	6-18-06  1:03 pm
	The very long thread, continued	sancho	90Â	1Â	3-30-06  7:56 pm
	LaRouche Part III	sancho	400Â	1Â	2-18-06  5:03 am
	LaRouche Part II	stevengrendon	500Â	1Â	8-26-05  6:25 am
	LaRouche Part I	borisbad	500Â	1Â	6-03-04  11:20 am

Which means you start up a topic about … um… Lyn Marcus and keep going on that same thread for 500 posts.  I can only hope that that college newspaper reporter found her way there, as I hope everything else about that worked out well.  I think I wound up there, in search of “scott’s current email address, (along with a few others) but I can’t quite tell.
At any rate, this site is insane.  Go over and read the posts to garner some information about the mechanics of how the beast works.  There is nothing like the fervor of an ex-cult member, save a current cult member, to the topic at hand — which makes total sense, of course.
I appear to have hazarded correct guesses about a few matters, or have hazarded the same guesses as people who have more of a reason to know.  Example:  Why is he not running for president in 2008?  Well, the old route to money of running for president isn’t working well enough anymore, so it’s time for a script change.

I have given Lyndon LaRouche more sustained thought than I ever thought I could, and now I am coming close to the point where I can exile him out of my head for a good little while.  I’m almost done, except for some additions to add to the previous 8 chapters of the story.  I am going to have to figure out where to slide his work on behalf of lowering the standard operatic tuning pitch to A=432.  In 1989, The “Schiller Institute” rented Lisner Auditorium and put on perfermances of scenes from “Aida,” “Don Carlos,” “Rigoletto” and other operas sung slightly and consistently off-key, off-key compared to the standard pitch of A=440.  A bill was pending through the Italian Parliament, urged on by LaRouche, to to make A=432 the mandatory pitch standard for all Italian music schools, opera houses, orchestras, public radio and television and other musical organizations “in any way subsidized by the State or public agencies.” Use of tuning forks, etc., that do not conform to this standard would be punishable by fines ranging from 100,000 to 1 million lire (approximately $75 to $750) and “confiscation of the non-standard object.” — (that’s a cut and paste job from The Washington Post explanation on what the hell is going on here.)  Opera Fanatic Magazine published a 14 page article that accused LaRouche of cherry-picking Verdi’s 19th century settlement on A=432 as the universal standard pitch.

And thus went the most placcid controvery LaRouche ever involved himself in.  I presume that the students who attend LaRouche’s “cadre schools” are taught to sing from the A=432 pitch.

Hey!  Cadre Schools!  You know about those things, don’t you?

As for the LaRouchites being “surprisingly tuneful”, they are. And, they do practice their singing at LaRouche Camp, aka Cadre Schools… When I attended one of these cult like weekend getaways, I saw them practice endlessly. That’s pretty much all they did the one day I stayed. They where practicing from like 8 in the morning to 12, then there was this “representative” who would give a class on Schiller or Plato (one of those) for 7 (SEVEN!) hours, then they where singing again… All they sing is opera and Negro Spirituals for some fucking reason. And don’t even think about talking rock and roll music in front of them, to them, or in “The House of LaRouche”, you may as well fart in their faces cause they find it highly offensive. And I am not kidding that when they sang the “Battle Hymn of the Republic” they changed the lyric of “my eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the lord” to “my eyes have seen the glory of the coming of LaRouche”! That was so creepy! For a moment I thought ‘o Lord, they’re gonna feed us apple sauce or Kool-aid laced with arsenic once they’ve brainwashed us all’…

Oh, I almost forgot to mention that they hold these “cadre schools” which is a trip they take up to the mountains for a weekend full of “enlightening, earth shattering ideas”. Anyway, my pal dragged me to one of these once and all they do is talk about the golden ration, the doubling of the square, the British royal family (it’s so funny, they claim the queen is a drug smuggler lol), and all these conspiracies and how Larouche is the only one who can make a difference. After this cadre school, I NEVER wanted to know about them ever again and I along with five other people took off. When they started talking about rock music, one of the members said that he had hoped they’d make John Lennon’s day of assasination a holiday, we said screw it and drove off in my car. One guy tried to stop us and told us “if you leave, you will have the deaths of hundreds of palestinian children on your conscience.”

It is part of Lyndon LaRouche’s 1999 innovation in creating the “LaRouche Youth Movement”, an organization that plucks college students out of college and puts them to work for Lyndon LaRouche and … his movements.  Anecdotally, the first sighting I ever had of LaRouchites — in the physical flesh — were two elderly and one late – middle aged people hawking LaRouche pamphlets on the edge of a college campus, the words “New Sex Scandal!  Alan Greenspan is Screwing the Economy” draped over their card-table.

Years later, the LaRouchites started to become more a lot more seen and herad on campuses across the nation.  And they are, in bulk, college drop-outs.  The LaRouchites that you see today are, in the main, products of the “LaRouche Youth Movement”.  It’s an interesting little tweak, particularly seeing as they have no memory of LaRouche’s entry into public conciousness through the 1980s.  Presumably a lot of things are simply re-assorted from previous LaRouche techniques, and I’m guessing that there is a lot of the under-current that pops through this odd little “Ask the Boston Globe” letter from 1980 proving there’s nothing new under the sun:

From “Ask the Globe”, Boston Globe, 11-8-1980:

Can you give me an address for former US Labor Party cheif Lyndon LaRouche, who entered several state primaries last spring as a Democratic candidate? My dauther has been working for him for several years but has stopped writing home and I am trying to locate her. — JM

I can get to the explanation for the “LaRouche Youth Movement’s” genesis from something a LaRouchite recently blogged.  I’ll take the word for it.:

The decision by the 80-year-old Lyndon LaRouche, the leading scientific and political figure of our age, to form an international youth movement, as an absolutely essential instrument for the success of his efforts to turn the United States, and the world, back from the abyss of a New Dark Age, has raised new, fascinating questions about the role of youth movements in history. Clearly, as LaRouche himself has said, like revolutions, not all youth movements have been positive forces for mankind. But there is one leading example of an indispensable youth movement which did play a positive role: That youth movement was that of the American Revolution itself.

Understand that Larouche wrote in his 1979 autobiography “If a small group not only accurately assesses the nature of this lawful course of [historical] developments, but is able to chart the merging course of events, that relatively small group can exert an unusaul influence upon larger groups.”  It all starts to gain a similar repetitive cadence.  The Cadre Schools are just another adjustment of “ego-stripping”, with what I imagine the vision of the various LaRouchites running for school board positions, a return to the “classics”, which in this case is largely focused on the mystical properties inherent in Doubling the Square.  (Interesting progression of links when you google “Double the Square”.)

The techniques are faintly familiar.  Park yourselves on college campuses and cast your net.  Plan a Day of Disruption where a horde of LaRouchites attend lecture classes and disrupt it to the LaRouche agenda.  And take students who express interest or curiositity to the cadre schools.

I have to admire LaRouche’s timing.  The LaRouche Youth Movement was right there in place to take advantage of the post 9/11 era and ensuing Bush Era.  I have listened to a local LaRouchite on the radio — to his discredit, Clyde Lewis interviewed one a couple of times.  He made sure to interject that “The government committed 9/11.”  I have asked a LaRouchite why he took this cause.  He provided an answer of figuring out the world’s problems, not getting anything good at school, recognizing the upcoming economic crisis, and awkwardly stuffed in “the government committed 9/11” — in a manner that suggested he wanted me to take offense, which I did not.

You can move on from there right into the “Neo-Con Agenda”.  After all, didn’t you know about the PNAC Document and the call for a “Pearl Harbor type event”?

In large areas, the Bush Administation was making it easy for them.  The LaRouchites charged Bush with being an empty-headed puppet of the real man in charge — the evil Dick Cheney.  Who can disagree?

The Weekly Standard, National Review, and other conservative magazines now had a handy rhetorical device to bludgeon critics of the march to War in Iraq: You sound a lot like Lyndon LaRouche with your crazy conspiracies.  (There are historical precedents: such was the case with Iran — Contra.)  It can be spun further in any direction — Prescott made business deals with the Nazis, you know.  (For the record, I do not know whether this is the case or not.  A LaRouche publishing house published a book saying as much.  And more credible newspapers have reported as much.)  The implication being… hereditarily speaking, of course…

The blockbuster trilogy of pamphlets in the “Children of Satan” series could be peddled in the corners of war protests.  The name has stuck well. 

It was in this political environment that Jeremiah Duggan was coaxed into the cult, and met his suspicious death. 

WHEN Erica Duggan picked up the phone, her blood ran cold to hear her terrified son crying: “I’m in deep trouble… I’m frightened.”  Hours later, Jeremiah Duggan was found dead on the hard shoulder of a busy dual carriageway in Germany.  Police concluded he had committed suicide. But his family refuse to accept that verdict, insisting the talented 22-year-old student was hounded to death – or even murdered – by a sinister cult.

Today:

Almost four years after Jeremiah’s death Germany’s highest court looks set to order a fresh investigation, a breakthrough for Erica’s campaign to find the truth behind her son’s death.

And it goes on from there.