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Decadent Worker #78 - 2Oct87

Decadent Worker 78Q. You say you want those with prior knowledge of the Indochina war tried for war crimes. You also express opposition to organized retribution. Which is it?

A. Both. I think it wise, always, to forgive past offenses. Ongoing oppression requires more flexibility. The war criminals are evidently still at it.

Revenge is nothing but an effective outlet for anger. As a general all-purpose deterrent it doesn’t work. When they publicly hanged pick-pockets in England, pick-pockets worked the crowd. When and where capital punishment prevails, the murder rate tends to be slightly higher. The more prisons they build, the more crime there is — because prisons undoubtedly breed criminal professionalism.

Paul Goodman asks, in Growing Up Absurd, why — when such facts have been brought to light in study after study — there is never significant prison abolition or reform. Maybe because vengeance is so emotionally satisfying that most people would rather ignore the logic of ripping down prisons in order to fight crime.

Q. And what about the war criminals who escalated the Viet Nam war?

A. They, and all other genocidal depopulationists in the Caucasian race, should be tried, before a tribunal — first, so as to determine exactly who they are and aren’t. Second, in order to break up their conspiracy.

When the magnitude of the crimes they have committed and intend to commit in the near future is revealed, the majority of the world’s population will think hanging is much too good for them. I don’t think there is going to be time to convince them otherwise just because retribution happens in my opinion to be barbaric and useless. And to the extent that I, for one, stive to enlighten the world as to the futility of organized, legally sanctified revenge, it is for the sake of society’s victims, not its manipulators.

Chairman Mao could only have been referring to imperialist war criminals and their accomplices when he predicted that someday they would hang before the eyes of the whole world. I believe I am in a unique position to help make that prophecy come true. And if need be I am willing to hang with them, because I also had prior knowledge of the war, although I failed to recognize it for what it was.

Q. Your attitude toward E. Howard Hunt also seems contradictory. You say you think he was obliquely giving you a chance to blow the theories that aborted the mission. Why, then, do you say he is a war criminal who should be tried, as well sa questioned on tape with his response subjected to Psychological Stress Evaluation, etc.?

A. I think he was assigned by someone to supply that information about the war conspiracy, and deliberately botched it — a practice known as “running” an assignment. He also got me to promise, in effect, not to support any war crimes trials in the future. It was that premeditated! And, yes, I am breaking that promise. According to UFO’s: the Nazi Secret Weapon, members of Nazi secret societies are pledged to preserve and protect the white race. Both the Secret Order of Thule and the Luminous Lodge (Vril Society) must have been quite involved. I find it hard to believe the man I call Brother-in-law (and suspect was Hunt) was among the uninitiated. Castro was white; the Vietnamese weren’t — that was enough for the Nazis. Class war is only half the picture. Race wars are alive and well.

–Kerry Wendell Thornley

Decadent Worker #5 - 22Jan87

Decadent Worker 5A 1981 afternoon found me sitting behind a typewriter in Tampa, Florida, dredging up miscellaneous memories of conversations that happened between twenty and eighteen years earlier. I was finally organizing my material about the John Kennedy assassination. Most of the important stuff had already been recorded in affidavits, notebooks and tapes, if not also in the stack of large filing cards behind me. By now I was involved in the loose ends — the scraps of repartee which even in retrospect did not seem to make much sense, or at least not much history when they did, the irrelevant and the mundane. Things about Castro — I was thinking: What did Slim’s weird Nazi brother-in-law say about Fidel Castro? Not much in view of what a hotbed of anti-Castro activity New Orleans was between 1961 and the end of 1963. Most of the time Brother-in-law had been predictably rightwing here as about other things. Only twice that I recalled did he say anything I could interpret as pro-Castro at all.

“You know, Kerry, people like Fidel Castro aren’t going to respect you unless you have to struggle the same way they did.” Why, I wondered aloud, would I possibly ever want Fidel’s respect? A laugh was the only answer Brother-in-law gave me.

What was the other thing? Oh yeah, something about how very few Spaniards in Cuba had married in with the Indians — repeating the same thing, almost word for word, Slim had told me once before. And that leading up to something else. What was it? Oh yeah: his opinion that it would be a shame to fight white people in Cuba.

Anything else? Maybe. What was it? Oh yeah, something about how it would be preferable to go to war against an Asian race, instead.

Oh Jesus: That would have been, it occurred to me for the first time, the war in Indochina!

“Not only that,” I was soon told in the cant language I had developed in 1978 for communicating with the intelligence community, “it is also the source of censorship about the JFK murder.”

Finding out why all this shit is being covered up has been something more than a hobby with me since 1975. My collection of rumors and speculations involved Thule Society terrorism and sabotage intended to undermine public confidence in government and the media, energy cartel supression of anti-profitable technology and, of course, the Illuminati central banking conspiracy. So I added this one — the deliberate escalation of the Vietnam War by racists — to my already unwieldy collection.

On another afternoon a year later just north of Santa Barbara, California, I was sitting beside the road hitch-hiking and smoking my pipe. Only after I rather carelessly dumped out the smoldering ashes in front of me did I remember that it was summer in California where a few sparks can destroy miles of field and forest. As I rubbed the embers out with a pebble I thought about what would’ve happened if I had caused a horrible fire. “Hell,” I said out loud, “I could burn everything in sight, admit it and tell everybody about why the Vietnam war was escalated and I’d be doing more good than harm.” Instead, I met another vagabond up the coast who kindled a small fire in an improvised stone oven and wound up taking the rap when half a dozen firetrucks and forest rangers with extinguishers busted us or an unauthorized fire. I told them about the Vietnam war; they didn’t seem interested, but then the fire only covered about six square inches. I was fined fifty dollars. –Kerry Wendell Thornley