Freemasonry -- Racketeering Run Amok
September 13, 2010
(left, "brothers")
"Porch Masons" or third degree
Masons are those on the lowest end of the food chain. They are very
prevalent in areas predisposed to poverty and low educational standards.
They have entered this realm because ...
gainful employment is impossible without being a member of a "Blue
Lodge".
BY ROGER BARBOUR
(for henrymakow.com)
In this the sixth installment of his battle with Freemasons, Barbour answers some of Makow's questions.
Dear Henry, Right
now I'm in the middle of a gunfight and find it absolutely impossible
to concentrate on matters at hand with regard to this dismal tale. Every
waking moment presents something else to reckon with. After four years
of unsuccessfully trying to dislodge me, the natives are getting restless.
Business is impossible to conduct since they have
not only chased away the customers but have "put out the word"
and effectively cut me off from all sources of supply and raw materials.
For example: I needed some common, off the shelf welding supplies recently
and called the local supply house for same. The salesman told me that
he couldn't help me and my best bet was to go "on line" and
get it from other sources. This is a very common issue regarding vendors
in the area. In this case, a call to a supplier in Boston received prompt,
courteous attention and my stuff was on the way in minutes.
ARE THERE ANY SUPPORTS FOR YOU, ANY OTHER ANTI-MASONIC ELEMENTS?
Simply put, NO! Everyone here is completely
under the thumb of the Masons. Doing business with an "outsider"
like me immediately subjects them to Masonic castigation. The Mason's
control every aspect of finance and hold mortgages on homes, land and
equipment. Consorting with me could very well jeopardize the status
of someone's loan so they steer well clear of me. Others are discouraged
from socializing (not that I care) and are put under extreme pressure
to ostracize me.
When I first came here, I met and forged
a friendship with the fellow that was in charge of plant operations
in the facility where I relocated the production line for my client
from Florida. We found that we had a lot of common interests and worked
well together.
One day he asked if I could help him install a new door
at his house and I gladly obliged. During the course of the job I met
his wife (Eastern Star) and his father (Master Mason) and the friendship
quickly dissolved. He began to shun me and if it became necessary for
him to come by he'd only do so at night when nobody could see him. To
this day, he has thousands of dollars worth of tools in his roll-around
box sitting out in my shop. They have been there for at least two years
and he is afraid to pick them up because he'll be accused of consorting
with me.
They are gang-bangers. In the true fashion of the animal world, they have banded together to seek comfort and solace from their own ilk and to prey upon the unsuspecting. Like any other gang or criminal organization they have their own hierarchy and pecking order.
In areas like this one where educational standards are non-existent,
the few people who have a measure of learning quickly
rise to the top. The remainder wallow in a cesspool of ignorance and
poverty perpetuated by those in the higher echelons and are willing
do the bidding of their masters for a few meager crumbs. I call this
the "big fish in the small pond syndrome". The big fish rule
the roost, mete out the jobs to "qualified individuals" (re.
other Masons) and reap the profits while sitting back in comfort and
wealth.
The term "pinched" is quite
appropriate. They all believe
they possess some hidden knowledge that others
are not privy to. This "look" increases proportionately with
the member's level of achievement. Those at the top believe that they have mastered "the ancient
knowledge of the universe" in the fashion of Bible scholars or
those that have translated the Nag Hamadi texts. Indeed, some
leave me with the impression that they possess all the information in the Great Library at Alexandria.
CAN YOU SAY MORE ABOUT PORCH MASONS?
"Porch Masons" or third degree
Masons are those on the lowest end of the food chain. They are very
prevalent in areas predisposed to poverty and low educational standards.
They have entered this realm because they simply had no other choice.
Since areas where these conditions exist are controlled by the Masons,
gainful employment is impossible without being a member of a "Blue
Lodge".
These creatures are basically the indentured
servants of their lords and masters. A measure of deference must be
shown to their superiors in order to garner favor. Throughout the south,
the term "sir" is always used by the lowly third degree members
when addressing their betters. Favors and good deals and obedience must
be accorded by the peons or they'll never have a chance of getting a
laborer's job much less a mortgage. The "big fish" constantly
dangle carrots before the noses of these unsuspecting dupes in order
to coerce them to do their bidding.
Experience has taught me that these peons hold their masters in awe. Mere mention of the Masons seems to instill fear and awe in these misdirected creatures. On more than one occasion, I've been told by one of these poor sods to avoid critical remarks about things Masonic.
"You don't wanna go fuckin' with
them" is a phrase that I've heard many times from third degree
lackeys.
With respect to the previous three paragraphs,
It's plainly evident that these people are possessed of a gang mentality.
They are programmed to tow the mark or expect retribution from above.
I TAKE IT YOU HAVE SECURED A PIECE OF VALUABLE LAND WHICH YOU PLAN TO SELL. WHAT IS YOUR PLAN AFTER?
I'm not sure there will be an
"after". These animals have made a concerted effort to block
every attempt at selling this place. False stories regularly circulate
that it is a toxic waste site among other things. Real estate agents
purposely deflect sales by telling potential customers that the site
is unsuitable for their purpose. On one occasion, a realtor I considered
using as a representative, actually had the temerity to offer me half-of-what the place is worth on behalf of one of his Masonic brothers.
Another wanted to list it at a price that was four times what it was
worth.
The neighbors, third degree trash all,
are constantly watching to monitor who comes and goes. As I mentioned
previously, those "caught" associating with me are immediately
brought before the bar of Masonic justice. Consequently, nobody dares
pay so much as a social call.
During the first two years here, the
filth that lives across the road must have expended 20,000 rounds of
ammunition into the woods in an effort to intimidate me. Their efforts
ceased when the price of ammo went through the roof and they started
making homemade bombs. That also ceased when they set one off too close
to their house and blew out the front windows. Their property looks
like a junkyard and if I were trying to sell a residence the value of
my place would be seriously impacted by their slovenly ways.
Dan said (September 14, 2010):
I want to thank you for running these articles concerning the Masons. It has just cleared up so many mysteries in my mind. For years growing up in this town it seemed to me as though there was an affiliation between certain professionals, business leaders and higher paid laborers and municipal workers. But I could never put my finger on it. I would try to discover if perhaps they were all of the same nationality or faith or political affiliation but this would dead end as they were not.
During my younger days when I worked for years in a gas station and store here it was most prevalent. I remember some men whom I had never seen would come in and act as if the owned the place and make a point to shake my hand with that two-fingered on the wrist handshake and I found that so odd. Just didn’t have a clue why they would shake like that. I remember a snow plow driver for the state used to come in and chat with me and he had a Masonic ring on his finger. I asked him about the organization and well, you might as well be asking a Yale graduate about the Skull and Bones Society because they don’t give up any information regarding the affiliation. In fact everyone that I asked about Masonry seemed to know very little about it and I was left with the loose impression that it had something to do with stone work and building and that it was perhaps some type of club for union people working in those trades.
Here in Ohio you can get a license plate which prominently displays the Masonic symbol with the “G†in the center. I see them from time to time. As I have mentioned to you in previous e-mails I had gone through a difficult period in business when I first started working for corporations in Pittsburgh and that something had been done to me. Well this thing that was done to me and everyone else in that building was mind control, behavior modification and electronic harassments on a cruel and daily basis. I managed to endure it for four years and then toward the end when it seemed as though torture was no longer enough for them and they wanted a stiff I promptly quit.
The second component to this was while I was enduring the hell at work I was also going through a hell in my hometown. People just seemed to have an affiliation or a connection that I was unable to put my finger on. People that I had known for most of my life would lash out at me when I said hello to them on the street and say things like, “Die of AIDS fag.†I mean housewives! It was just crazy. So I did three things. I withdrew from being an outgoing, helpful, social and generous person. I would thank those who stopped me to deliver their poisonous messages, usually in pairs, inform them that their message had been delivered and told them to stay away from me and I told those who were most overt and seemed to be able to inflict harm on me to “fight their programming.†I had no idea where they were getting their programming though I knew where mine was coming from and I suspected that somewhere, someone must have had them as fish in a barrel as well. Oddly when I would state the latter to those who engaged me they had a look of understanding come over them.
What a mess this all is Henry. I just want to say that I don’t agree with everything that you have to say but I believe that God has led me to you and your column so that I may have a greater understanding of all this and you have certainly given me a clearer picture of what is going on and I thank you for that. I feel sorry for the people who are trapped in these organizations and bound by all this they are not free and they never will be. I may be one of societies outcasts but I am free to do as I please and the money I do manage to earn is my own. Well, my own and the bank’s. But that’s my fault too.