(a f’d-up story with a moral, scroll down to skip)

For the purposes of this info-satire:

gas |gas|
noun (pl. gases or gasses)
1 an airlike fluid substance which expands freely to fill any space available, irrespective of its quantity
2 gas generated in the alimentary canal; flatulence.
3 (a gas) informal a person or thing that is entertaining or amusing: the comedian’s private party was an absolute gas.

I could have named this essay ‘gas attack’, where in effect a ‘gas attack’, other than excruciating gas pains, could be deadly, quiet farts, in polite company. For instance, no one should wish to insult their mother’s cooking and in earlier era my mom, once upon a time, took it upon herself (ages ago) to habitually prepare ham and lima beans soup for supper, on Saturday evening, prior to my step-father marching us all like good soldiers to church on Sunday morning.

Now, for whatever reasons, it happened both; I craved this delicacy and it did NOT like me. But this unfortunate biological-based sort of bodily-dissonance went in large part undetected by those grand poobahs in authority. This was because our parents would be off to the main church service where lessons in the almighty were dispensed in academic fashion worthy of ivory tower, whereas us mere house-baboon type underlings were shunted off to ‘training’ in proper Puritan style .. in a somewhat preconceived notion anticipating future paradise where no children are allowed in the company of ‘adult’ goings on and/or doings, the Biblically-based roots of segregation as it were.

So it was, this unfortunate being, repeatedly (in class repeatedly, and repeatedly in class) was a machine pushing out highly humid farts of the utterly silent variety and which aroma would melt metal like a smelter. Or explode a building like a natural gas leak that found the heater’s pilot light. Farts resembling a highly sulfurous volcano vent’s gases forced through your country cousin’s fresh manure pile, gathered from the sheep pens. Heads went to desks, kids’ eyes watered, our instructor took on a glazed look, during entirely-too-long-pauses, breaking up lesson plans.

Because Puritans never say what is honestly on their mind when the subject matter is embarrassingly prurient, and farts are embarrassingly prurient subject in Puritan company, this went on, week after week and the small classroom’s door could not so much as be left ajar, as this would be a tacit admission there was an embarrassing problem.

Thusly so, it went on until for whatever reason (no adult willing to endure anymore) one Sunday morning there was no instructor for us kids; when I found myself sitting in the main church service pew with my adult overseers and there was consequent over-reaction; ham and lima beans soup were never served in our house again.

The ‘moral’ of this story would be:

If you can smell it, investigate it, before circumstance dictate you must breathe through your mouth and taste it.


Spengler Couldn’t Smell a Pogrom (to save his life)

All of this preceding might seem hilarious to some in a sense of scatology, but suddenly it wouldn’t seem funny at all with the introduction of a single noun pertaining to gas, or Zyklon-B. And that’s actually closer to the real shit where this essay is pointed; where if one were of Jewish or Roma origin, or were merely an agitator of the wrong cultural stripe, one should be able to instinctively smell a coming pogrom on the political breeze. But Spengler can’t. Rather than suggest (oops) Spengler’s olfactory is overwhelmed by the stench of the company he keeps, I’ll assume his olfactory assemblage is functionally dead, and here is why.

To begin, by his own admission, Spengler couldn’t smell his way free of the eugenics infected Lyndon LaDouche lunatic bin for one full decade. For someone of Jewish heritage, that is ‘short-bus’ SLOW. Then, skipping forward a few decades, it would seem Spengler had jumped from the frying pan into the fire, when he’d become a Steve Bannon apologist. What is it about Bannon that Spengler couldn’t smell? The Catholic hard-right hardly has a Jewish friendly historical context…

…and Bannon is right there in the modern scene. His Catholic mentor? Vatican fashion queen and sometimes Knights of Malta (crusader) boss…


…and hard-right-closet-fag-cum-homophobe Cardinal Raymond Burke


…who profiles as identifying with the present day Catholic Church Nazis the open and honest gay theologian David Berger had blown the whistle on and I somehow (sense of smell) strongly doubt you’re going to find any sincere friendliness towards Jews in this mix:

Self-supressed Catholic priests - 1

“Hitler was praised for having interned and murdered homosexuals in concentration camps

“They talk about a supposed Jewish global conspiracy or about how to keep emancipators, freemasons and gays out of the church

“The fiercest homophobia in the Catholic Church comes from homophile clerics who desperately suppress their own sexuality

“the Vatican is .. relying increasingly on reactionary troops. It is closing ranks with evangelists, bible fundamentals and extremely reactionary forces”

The last preceding quote then brings us to closet fascist Mario Bergoglio meeting with Doug Coe:

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Who is Doug Coe? The spiritual guru of MIKE PENCE. What is Doug Coe all about? In his own words:

“You know Jesus said ‘You got to put Him before mother-father-brother sister? Hitler, Lenin, Mao, that’s what they taught the kids. Mao even had the kids killing their own mother and father. But it wasn’t murder. It was for building the new nation. The new kingdom” Doug Coe

Can you smell that shit? Spengler can’t. How do I know that? It’s because I emailed him and he replied. But before we get to that, it was Mike Pence attended the meeting where Donald Trump was introduced to Doug Coe:

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“Every president since Dwight D. Eisenhower in 1953 has spoken at the breakfast, a point made at the meeting to Trump by the evangelical lay minister Douglas Coe, a leader in The Fellowship religious organization, according to Coons. Also attending the meeting with Trump was Boozman, Vice President-elect Mike Pence, and several of Trump’s faith advisers”

Here is Doug Coe in his own words, the spitting cobra speaks for himself:

Beginning at minute 5:30 of the above video:

“Jesus said you have to put me before other people. And you have to put me before yourself. Hitler, that was a demand to be in the Nazi Party. You have to put the Nazi Party and its objectives ahead of your own life, and ahead of other people”

Coe goes on to say:

“I’ve seen pictures of the young men in the Red Guard… They would bring in this young man’s mother. He would take an axe and cut her head off. They have to put the purposes of the Red Guard ahead of their father, mother, brother, sister, and their own life. That was a covenant. A pledge. That’s what Jesus said”

And then:

“If you’re going to have any movement that moves men and nations, you have to have that kind of commitment”

Yep. Pence’s guru just stated you need make a commitment to following the principles, and emulating the behaviors, of History’s biggest mass murderers, to move their ‘Christian’ agenda forward. If you keep listening, it doesn’t get any better, and Spengler can’t smell a problem.

Who are the ‘Navigators’ Pence’s long time spiritual guru had been addressing? An elite right-wing international Christian proselytizing organization with a 100 million dollar (+) annual budget. Probably it should come as no surprise the Navigator organization Coe preached to has for its registered symbol a neo-Nazi cross that also features in the Klu Klux Klan decor kit:

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“Each part of The Wheel® Illustration represents a crucially important component of a vibrant violent Christian life” [quote correction RTW]

When compared to the contemporary neo-nazi at duck-duck-go:

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Or compared to today’s Klu Klux Klan symbols at Google images:

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Still, Spengler can’t smell a problem. Is this because he has a clothes-pin holding his nose closed? Or, because his common sense olfactory is dead? The former should indicate a mental disorder, the latter is the almighty delivering a social handicap to someone too stupid to understand they’re stupid, perhaps the cruelest of fates. Or is this in some sense of metaphor a Bannon-Spengler case of the ‘Anti-Semites Who Loved Jews…And the Jews Who (Sometimes) Loved Them Back

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^ ? (how nucken futs is that) ? ^

Then, we’d have to consider whether Spengler is merely an academic narcissist and consequent snob blindly marching himself and progeny off to whatever will pass for future Nazi camps and brings us to conclusion:

The gist of how this all sums up is, I’d read Spengler’s outrage (not entirely unjustified) at Wolff’s “hatchet job” on Trump. Subsequently, I’d emailed Spengler and gave him a ‘heads up’ on the dangers of a Pence elevation to the Presidency with referral to an expert who could have filled him in; and Spengler actually replied! Oh, but that reply was a polite, ivory tower-esque equivalent of ‘f**k-off, I don’t want to hear it.’

You see, Spengler explained he knows people who know Pence and that makes everything just hunky-dory, never-mind the dangers he can’t be bothered to be made aware of. That’s more than just a dead olfactory.

Finally, considering former Central Intelligence Agency-National Intelligence Council Vice Chairman Herbert E. Meyer saying:

“Ask anyone in the intelligence business to name the world’s most brilliant intelligence service, and we’ll all give the same answer: Spengler”

Well, I could have a lot of fun with that and, pending a possible part two (very tempting but no promise) I’ll simply leave it off here with the CIA’s ringing endorsement of Spengler together with these:

How Dumb is the CIA (all episodes)


Disclaimer: For those Hillary partisans reading who’d experienced moments of near spontaneous ejaculation in their pants, guess what? Doug Coe (died February 2017) had been Hillary’s spiritual guru of decades as well. Suck off that.


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