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    Hi, guys:

    Okay, I’ve got my Aryan History Series, which is 56 e-mails. I’ve got my Jewish History Series, which is about 14 or 15 e-mails, and now I am working on my Gay History Series, which may be about 14 or 15 articles as well.

    Rather than ask everybody if they’re interested and then make a list from all the responses, since this is an entirely new series, I’m just going to send it out. If you guys don’t want to read about perversion that’s fine, I get it. Just delete them when they come in.

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    Default Roman Orgy -- The Satyricon of Petronius (1st century A.D.) - Lesson #1

    Roman Orgy -- The Satyricon of Petronius (1st century A.D.)

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    [No one disputes that homosexuality has been around as long as people have been, although most of the famous figurers from the past that the homos claim were gay or lesbo were in fact no such thing, and would have been horrified and enraged at the allegation. Another historical misnomer is that homosexuality was accepted as normal in ancient Greece and Rome. A large part of this misconception stems from the unfortunate fact that possibly the oldest surviving work of extended prose fiction, almost long enough to be called a novel, features a bugger boy. This is the Satyricon of Petronius, who was later executed on the orders of the Emperor Nero, when he wasn’t fiddling while Rome burned. – HAC]


    Satyricon is a Latin work of fiction in a mixture of prose and poetry. It is believed to have been written by Gaius Petronius the Arbiter. As with the Metamorphoses of Apuleius, classical scholars often describe it as a "Roman novel", without necessarily implying continuity with the modern literary form.

    The surviving portions of the text detail the misadventures of the narrator, Encolpius, and his lover, a handsome sixteen-year-old boy named Giton. Throughout the novel, Encolpius has a hard time keeping his lover faithful to him as he is constantly being enticed away by others. (Homos seem to have been notoriously promiscuous even then.) Satyricon is also extremely important evidence for the reconstruction of what everyday life must have been like for the lower classes during the early Roman Empire.

    Despite repeated denunciations from the Church for its obscenity and immorality, the text was copied throughout the Middle Ages, probably by faggot monks who were buggering their novices and who, like all homosexuals, jumped at a chance to perpetuate their little subculture and portray it as “normal.” In 1664 the first critical edition of Satyricon, which included Trimalchio’s party, was put to print, through the efforts of Pierre Petit. Satyricon has been translated into several languages and is now considered a classic of Western literature. To be fair, this is understandable, because it is in fact one of the few surviving narratives of ordinary life in ancient Rome, as opposed to the boring memoirs of people like Julius Caesar and the political slander and scandal mongering of writers like Suetonius and Tacitus.

    Because of the status of the extant original texts of Satyricon, i.e. missing and probably beyond recovery unless someone finds one sealed up in a jar in a Roman cave somewhere, the true intent of Petronius' novel is unknown. It may not be a pro-homosexual novel at all; it may be satire with a moral component, with no purpose but revenge for Nero's dismissal of Seneca. (Long story. Two thousand year-old politics.)

    The work is narrated by its central figure, Encolpius, a former gladiator. The surviving sections of the novel begin with Encolpius traveling with a companion and former lover named Ascyltos, who has joined Encolpius on numerous escapades. Encolpius' slave, a boy named Giton, is apparently at Encolpius' lodging when the story begins. (Giton is constantly referred to as "brother" throughout the novel, thereby indicating that he is a catamite, although there are plenty more indications.)

    In the first passage preserved, Encolpius is in a Greek town in Campania, perhaps Puteoli, where he is standing outside a school, railing against the Asiatic style and false taste in literature, which he blames on the prevailing system of declamatory education. His adversary in this debate is Agamemnon, a sophist, who shifts the blame from the teachers to the parents. Encolpius discovers that his companion Ascyltos has left and breaks away from Agamemnon when a group of students arrive .

    Encolpius locates Ascyltos and then Giton, who claims that Ascyltos made a sexual attempt on him. After some conflict, the three go to the market, where they are involved in a dispute over stolen property. Returning to their lodgings, they are confronted by Quartilla, a devotee of Priapus, who condemns their attempts to pry into the cult's secrets. The companions are seized by Quartilla and her maids, who overpower and sexually torture them, then provide them with dinner and engage them in further sexual activity. An orgy ensues and the sequence ends with Encolpius and Quartilla exchanging kisses while they spy through a keyhole at Giton having sex with a virgin girl (there is a lot of bisexuality in the book); and finally sleeping together.

    I won’t go on with the convoluted plot, but as you can see, it sounds like a Roman version of a cheap porno movie where the hero and/or heroine is lured into all kinds of absurd sexual situations. It is known that the Romans had a primitive media, including a regular government newspaper called the Gazette which was circulated in hand-copied form and also read out in the Forum and elsewhere by public criers, (including advertisements for the equivalent of Honest Lucius’s Used Chariots, come on down to the Circus Maximus for the best deals in town!) and a thriving publishing industry. Roman publishers use dozens or hundreds of scribes to copy out popular scrolls. They even had an equivalent of print-per-order like I use for my Northwest novels.

    Satyricon is actually fairly interesting reading if, like me, you can take it into stride and context and understand that it is not, in fact, a propaganda piece for homosexuality as such. It is simply a lurid potboiler from a time of ancient sleaze, and like most pulp fiction, it is exaggerated and should not be taken as an exact and accurate portrayal of everyday Roman life any more than a Mickey Spillane novel is typical of the 1950s or a Batman movie is typical of the 2000s.

    The fact is that despite their orgiastic reputation, the ancient Romans were actually pretty sexually strait-laced in many ways, homo and hetero as well. The Emperor Augustus exiled both his daughter and his granddaughter to small islands for adultery, and one of the incidents that lost Nero the loyalty of his Praetorian guard and led to his overthrow and forced suicide was his public “gay marriage” to his chariot-driver, a beefy character named Sporus. When he realized all was lost, Nero had one of his friends kill him with a sword, but not before he had already executed the author of Satyricon. Talk about your bad reviews!



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    Default Dean Arnold Corll -- Horror In Houston Heights (1973) -- Lesson #2

    Dean Arnold Corll -- Horror In Houston Heights (1973)

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    Homosexuals are cruel people. I once had a twenty-year police veteran (from Houston, ironically) tell me that any time the cops find a homicide where the body has been set on fire as part of the assault, or there has been an attempt to burn the body in an effort to destroy the evidence, they always look first at a possible homosexual angle to the crime.

    There are a couple of other homo serial killers who will get a mention in this series, although I will try not to make it nothing but a string of horror stories. I could, though. I repeat, these are cold, cruel people, unnatural in every sense of the term, not just sexually inverted.


    Between 1970 and 1973, a faggot named Dean Arnold Corll murdered at least 28 young boys after sodomizing them and torturing them. He was assisted by two of his youthful catamites, David Brooks and Elmer Wayne Henley. Henley eventually turned on Corll and murdered him in turn, when he suspected that Corll was about to turn his homicidal lust on him. Corll is known in the history of American serial killers as the "Candy Man" and the "Pied Piper,” due to the fact that he and his family owned and operated a candy factory in the Heights, and he had been known to give free candy to local children. At the time of their discovery, the Houston killings were considered the worst example of serial murder in American history.

    Dean Arnold Corll was born on December 24, 1939 in Fort Wayne, Indiana. In 1950, Corll's parents moved to Pasadena, Texas; however, in 1953 the couple divorced, with the mother retaining custody of her two sons. His mother married a traveling clock salesman named Jake West, and the family moved to the small town of Vidor, where Corll's half-sister, Joyce, was born in 1955. Upon advice from a pecan nut salesman, Corll's mother and stepfather started a small family candy company named Pecan Prince, initially operating from the garage of their home.

    Corll graduated from Vidor High School in the summer of 1958. In a logistical move shortly thereafter, he and his family moved to the northern outskirts of Houston in order that the family candy business could be closer to the city where they had noted the majority of their product had been sold. Corll's family opened a new Pecan Prince shop. In 1960, at the request of his mother, Corll moved to Indiana to live with his widowed grandmother. During this period of time, Corll formed a close relationship with a local girl, although he rejected a subsequent marriage proposal this girl made to him in 1962, probably on the grounds that by then he had already turned faggot. Corll lived in Indiana for almost two years, but returned to Houston in 1962 to help with his family's candy business, which by this date had moved to Houston Heights. He later moved into an apartment of his own above the shop.

    Corll's mother divorced Jake West in 1963 and opened a new candy business, which she named Corll Candy Company. Dean was appointed as vice-president of the new family firm. The same year, one of the teenage male employees of Corll Candy Company complained to Corll's mother that Corll had made sexual advances towards him. In response, Mary West simply fired the youth.

    Corll was drafted into the United States Army on August 10, 1964, and assigned to Fort Polk, Louisiana for basic training. He was later assigned to Fort Benning, Georgia to train as an Army radio repairman before his permanent deployment to Fort Hood, Texas. According to official military records, Corll's period of service in the Army was unblemished, and he was given a hardship discharge on June 11, 1965 after ten months of service “because he was needed in his family business.” In a time period when Vietnam was heating up, this sounds odd. It is possible that Corll may have been getting up to things he shouldn’t have in the showers after lights out, but at this distance in time we have no way of knowing. Reportedly, Corll divulged to some of his close acquaintances that it was while he was in the Army that he had realized he was a faggot and he had experienced his first homosexual encounters.

    Following his honorable discharge from the army, Corll returned to Houston Heights and resumed the position he had held as vice-president of his family's candy business. In 1965, shortly after Corll completed his military service, the Corll Candy Company relocated to 27th Street, directly across the street from Helms Elementary School. Corll was known to give free candy to local children, in particular teenaged boys: as a result of this behavior, he earned himself the nicknames the Candy Man and the Pied Piper. The family company also employed a small workforce, and he was seen to behave “flirtatiously” towards several teenage male employees. Corll installed a pool table at the rear of the candy factory, where employees and local youths would congregate.

    In 1967, he befriended 12-year-old David Brooks, then a sixth grade student and one of the many children to whom he gave free candy. Brooks initially became one of Corll's many youthful close companions. The buggery seems to have started around 1970, when Brooks was 15 years old. Brooks dropped out of high school and more or less moved permanently into Corll’s apartment. Brooks' parents were divorced: his father lived in Houston and his mother had relocated to Beaumont, a city 85 miles east of Houston, and neither of them seemed to care much what their son did.

    The family candy company failed, Corll’s mother and half-sister moved to Colorado, and Corll took a job as an electrician at the Houston Lighting and Power Company, where he tested electrical relay systems. He worked in this employment until the day he was killed by Elmer Wayne Henley.

    Between 1970 and 1973, Corll is known to have killed a minimum of 28 young men. All of his victims were males aged thirteen to twenty, the majority of whom were in their mid teens. Most victims were abducted from Houston Heights, which was then a low-income neighborhood northwest of downtown Houston. With most abductions, he was assisted by one or both of his teenaged catamites, Elmer Wayne Henley and David Owen Brooks. Several victims were friends of one or the other of his accomplices, and two other victims, Billy Baulch and Malley Winkle, were former employees of the Corll Candy Company.

    Corll's victims were typically lured into one of two vehicles he owned (a Ford Econoline van and a Plymouth GTX) with an offer of a party or a lift, and driven to his house. There, they were either plied with alcohol or drugs until they passed out, tricked into putting on handcuffs, or simply grabbed by force. They then were stripped naked and tied to either Corll's bed or, usually, a plywood torture board, which was regularly hung on a wall. Once manacled, the victims would be sexually assaulted, beaten, tortured and—sometimes after several days—killed by strangulation or shooting with a .22-caliber pistol. Their bodies then were tied in plastic sheeting and buried in any one of four places: a rented boat shed; a beach on the Bolivar Peninsula; a woodland near Lake Sam Rayburn (where his family owned a lakeside log cabin); and a beach in Jefferson County. In several instances, Corll forced his victims to phone or write to their parents with explanations for their absences in an effort to allay the parents' fears for their sons' safety. Corll is also known to have retained keepsakes—usually keys—from his victims.

    Brooks introduced Elmer Wayne Henley to Dean Corll; Henley was likely lured to Corll's address as an intended victim. However, Corll evidently decided the youth would make a good accomplice and offered him the same fee — $200 — for any boy he could lure to his apartment, informing Henley that he was involved in a "sexual slavery ring" operating from Dallas. Henley later stated that, for several months, he completely ignored Corll's offer; however, in early 1972, he decided to accept the offer as he and his family were in dire financial circumstances. (Hey, every young man needs an entry level position to get him started in life.) According to Henley, the first abduction he participated in occurred at 925 Schuler Street, an address Corll had moved to in February of 1972. David Brooks later claimed that Henley became involved in the abductions of the victims while Corll resided at the address he had occupied immediately prior to Schuler.

    [Long, sickening list of these creatures’ victims and practices redacted.]

    On August 3, 1973, Corll killed his last victim, a 13-year-old boy from South Houston named James Dreymala. Dreymala was abducted by Brooks and Corll while riding his bike in Pasadena and driven to Corll's home where he was tied to Corll's torture board, raped, tortured and strangled with a cord before being buried in the boat shed. David Brooks later described Dreymala as a "small, blond boy" whom he had bought a pizza before the youth was attacked.

    On the evening of August 7, 1973, Henley, aged 17, invited a 19-year-old youth named Timothy Cordell Kerley to attend a party at Corll's Pasadena house. Kerley, who was intended to be Corll's next victim, accepted the offer. David Brooks was not present at the time. The two youths arrived at Corll's house and sniffed paint fumes and drank alcohol until midnight before leaving the house to purchase sandwiches. Henley and Kerley then drove back to Houston Heights and Kerley parked his vehicle close to Henley's home: Henley exited the vehicle and walked towards the home of 15-year-old Rhonda Williams, who had been beaten by her drunken father that evening and had decided to temporarily leave home until her father became sober. Henley invited Rhonda to spend the evening at Corll's home: Rhonda agreed and climbed into the back seat of Kerley's Volkswagen. The trio drove towards Corll's Pasadena residence.

    At approximately 3 a.m. on the morning of August 8, 1973, Henley and Kerley arrived back at Corll's home accompanied by Rhonda Williams. Corll was furious that Henley had brought a girl along, telling him in private that he had "ruined everything." Henley explained that Williams had argued with her father that evening, and did not wish to return home. Corll appeared to calm down, and offered the three teenagers beer and marijuana. They began drinking and smoking the marijuana as Corll watched them intently. After approximately two hours of drinking and smoking, Henley, Kerley, and Williams each passed out. Henley awoke to find himself lying upon his stomach and Corll snapping handcuffs onto his wrists. His mouth had been taped shut and his ankles had been bound together. Kerley and Williams lay beside Henley, securely bound with nylon rope, gagged with adhesive tape and lying face down on the floor. Kerley had also been stripped naked.

    [Again, at this point I’m going to redact the details, as I will most of the specifics in this series. My purpose is to demonstrate the homosexuality has been rightly condemned and considered a wholly negative phenomenon down through the ages, not to make people lose their breakfasts. Basically, the Henley kid was able to talk his way off the torture board by promising to assist Corll to kill the boy and girl, he got to a gun, and shot Corll in self-defense, which doesn’t excuse the other boys he helped Corll abduct and murder.]

    At 8:24 a.m. on August 8, 1973, Henley placed a call to the Pasadena Police. In his call, Henley blurted to the operator: "Y'all better come here right now! I just killed a man!" Henley gave the address to the operator as 2020 Lamar Drive, Pasadena. As Kerley, Williams and Henley waited upon Corll's porch for the police to arrive, Henley mentioned to Kerley that he had "done that (killed by shooting) four or five times."

    In custody, Henley explained that, for almost three years, he and David Brooks had helped procure teenage boys (some of whom had been their own friends) for Corll, who had buggered and murdered them. Corll had paid $200 for each victim he or Brooks were able to lure to his apartment. Henley gave a statement admitting he had assisted Corll in several abductions and murders of teenage boys, informing police that Corll had buried most of his victims in a boat shed in Southwest Houston, and others at Lake Sam Rayburn and High Island Beach.

    Okay, to wrap up a long and nauseating story, both Henley and Brooks are still in prison, although in almost any other state besides Texas they’d probably be out by now. At the trial there was massive public outrage not only because of the murders per se, but because of their homosexual nature. Nowadays the defense would be able to use “homophobic prejudice” on the part of the jury pool as a basis of appeal, probably successfully.

    Next time you see a “gay pride” march on TV or down the street of your home town, remember who these creatures are and what they do. These are the people that Obama’s Amurrica regards as not only equal to you but better than you. Plywood torture boards and all.





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    Default The Faggot King -- Edward the Second (1284-1327) -- Lesson #3

    The Faggot King -- Edward the Second (1284-1327)

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    Edward II called Edward of Caernarvon, was King of England from 1307 until he was deposed by his wife Isabella and her nobleman lover in January 1327. He was the sixth Plantagenet king, in a line that began with the reign of Henry II. Between the strong reigns of his father Edward I and son Edward III, the reign of Edward II was disastrous for England, marked by sexual perversion, incompetence, political squabbling and military defeats.

    Although widely accepted even at the time to have been primarily homosexual, Edward was apparently bisexual when expedient. He fathered at least five children, including his heir, the future Edward III, who later avenged his murder. He apparently fell madly in love with handsome young male favorites, first a Gascon knight named Piers Gaveston, later a young English lord named Hugh Despenser, and his inability to deny even them even the most grandiose favors led to constant political unrest and his eventual deposition.

    His father, Edward I, (the “Longshanks” of the Braveheart movie, played by Patrick McGoohan) had conquered Wales and parts of the Scottish lowlands, but never exerted a comprehensive conquest of Scotland. However, the army of Edward II was devastatingly defeated at Bannockburn, freeing Scotland from English control and allowing Scottish forces to raid unchecked throughout the north of England.

    The fourth son of Edward I by his first wife Eleanor of Castile, Edward II was born at Caernarvon Castle. He was the first English prince to hold the title Prince of Wales, which was formalized by the Parliament of Lincoln of 7 February 1301. The story ran that the conquered Welsh, who wanted to be ruled by one of their own, purportedly asked the old King to give them a prince who spoke no French or English, and Edward I complied by presenting them with his own infant son in swaddling clothes, who at that time spoke nothing at all.

    Edward became heir apparent at just a few months of age, following the death of his elder brother. His father, a notable military leader, trained his heir in warfare and statecraft starting in his childhood, yet the effeminate young Edward preferred music, gardening, boating and craftwork, activities considered beneath kings at the time. The prince took part in several Scots campaigns, but despite these martial engagements, "all his father's efforts could not prevent his acquiring the habits of extravagance and frivolity which he retained all through his life". The famous scene in Braveheart where the old King angrily hurls his son’s homosexual lover out of a window (which Mel Gibson refused to censor from the movie despite the shrieks of the organized gay lobby) does not appear to be based in fact, but it probably adequately expresses how the old tyrant felt about his son’s pansy ways.

    What Edward I did do was to attribute his son’s—er, preferences—to his companion Piers Gaveston, a Gascon knight, and he exiled Gaveston from court after Prince Edward attempted to bestow on his friend a title reserved for royalty. Ironically, it was the king who had originally chosen Gaveston in 1298 to be a suitable friend for his son due to his wit, courtesy and abilities. Gaveston was athletic and handsome; he was a few years older than Edward and had seen military service in Flanders before becoming Edward's close companion. He was known to have a quick, biting wit and a sharp dresser. (Sound familiar? Kind of like a medieval Liberace.)

    Edward I died on 7 July 1307, en route to another campaign against the Scots, a war that had become the hallmark of his reign. One chronicler relates that Edward had requested his son boil his body, extract the bones and carry them with the army until the Scots had been subdued. His son ignored the request, however, and had his father buried in Westminster Abbey. He then immediately recalled Gaveston, created him Earl of Cornwall, gave him the hand of the king's niece, Margaret of Gloucester, (I’m sure this girl really appreciated the hell out of being married to the King’s sodomite) and withdrew from the Scottish campaign. The barons and old veterans who had followed the old king were no doubt suitably impressed.

    Edward was as physically impressive as his father, yet he lacked the drive and ambition of his forebear. It was written that Edward II was "the first king after the Conquest who was not a man of business". His main interest was in entertainment, though he also took pleasure in athletics and mechanical crafts. “He had been so dominated by his father that he had little confidence in himself, and was often in the hands of a court favorite with a stronger will than his own,” which is basically a polite way of saying he was a sissy and a homosexual weakling.

    But, under the mores of the times, he still had his dynastic duties to do. On 25 January 1308, Edward married Isabella of France, the daughter of King Philip IV of France, known as "Philip the Fair," and sister to three French kings, in an attempt to bolster an alliance with France. On 25 February the pair were crowned in Westminster Abbey. Almost immediately, she wrote to her father, Philip the Fair, complaining of Edward's behavior. The marriage was doomed to failure from the beginning. Isabella was “frequently neglected” by her husband, who spent much of his time conspiring with Gaveston and other pretty boys regarding how to limit the powers of the peerage (the old nobles who had fought for his father for 35 years) in order to consolidate his father's legacy for himself.

    In 1308, when Edward traveled to Boulogne to marry Isabella, he left Gaveston to act as regent, literally giving this fruit the keys to the kingdom. Had Gaveston been halfway competent as an administrator and at least a little diplomatic the barons might have worked with him, but he was an arrogant, preening queen who wore outrageous clothes and turned the royal court into a kind of Blackadder-style running joke, not to mention making a fool out of the King, stealing him from the Queen’s bed, and running through the royal treasury like a JAP with a credit card on Fifth Avenue. Long story short, the barons instituted what amounted to a national insurrection, and succeeded in having Gaveston banished through the Ordinances of 1311, which were forced on the King by a group of noblemen called the Lords Ordainers in a manner similar to what was done to King John a century before, with the Magna Carta. Except this had nothing to do with constitutional liberties, but was an effort to stop the history’s first Gay Liberation movement.

    Edward revoked the Ordinances and recalled his bugger boy, and by then the dukes and earls and whatnot had had enough. In 1312 the royal favorite was captured by the Earl of Warwick and turned over to the ruthless Thomas, Earl of Lancaster and his allies, who dragged Gaveston’s candy ass out onto a hillside called Blacklow Hill where he was hacked to pieces, including having certain key organs removed. His head was then lopped off with a rusty sword by two Welshmen, who were chosen to add insult to injury. To this day, a monument called Gaveston's Cross remains on the site, south of Leek Wootton near Warwick.

    Edward's grief over the death of Gaveston was profound. He kept the mangled remains of Gaveston’s body close to him for a number of weeks before the Church forcibly arranged a burial. (One can imagine the smell.) Edward spent long years afterward focused on the destruction of those who had betrayed him and murdered Gaveston. For the time being, a truce had to be arranged, and in October 1312, the Earls of Lancaster, Warwick, Arundel and Hereford formally knelt to beg Edward's pardon and were “received once again into the King’s grace.” Yeah, right.

    To be sure, contemporary sources stopped short of outright calling the King a faggot; that was still treason and a hanging, drawing, and quartering offense no matter how true it was. Instead they criticized Edward's infatuation with Piers Gaveston, to the extent that he ignored and humiliated his wife. Chroniclers called the relationship excessive, immoderate, beyond measure and reason and criticized his desire for wicked and forbidden sex. The Westminster chronicler claimed that Gaveston had led Edward to reject the sweet embraces of his wife; while the Meaux Chronicle (written several decades later when Edward was safely dead) took concern further and complained that Edward took too much delight in sodomy. It doesn’t take too much reading between the lines.

    Then Edward managed to top off personal perversion with military disaster. All this time, Robert the Bruce had been steadily reconquering Scotland. Each campaign begun by Edward, from 1307 to 1314, had ended in Robert clawing back more of the land that Edward I had taken during his long reign. Robert's military successes against Edward II were due to a number of factors, not the least of which was the Scottish king's strategy. The term “guerrilla warfare” was not yet invented, but the Scots practiced it. Bruce used small forces to trap an invading English army, took castles by stealth to preserve his troops and he used the land as a weapon against Edward by attacking quickly and then disappearing into the hills instead of facing the superior numbers of the English. Bruce united Scotland against its common enemy and is quoted as saying that he feared more the dead king's bones (Edward I) than his living heir (Edward II). Perhaps old Longshanks had the right idea back in ’07, demanding on his deathbed to be boiled down and still lead his army in skeletal form. By June of 1314, only Stirling Castle and Berwick remained under English control.

    On 23 June 1314, Edward and an army of 20,000 foot soldiers and 3,000 cavalry faced Robert and his army of foot soldiers and farmers wielding 14-foot-long pikes. Edward knew he had to keep the critical stronghold of Stirling Castle if there was to be any chance for English military success. The castle, however, was under a constant state of siege, and the English commander, Sir Phillip de Mowbray, had advised Edward that he would surrender the castle to the Scots unless Edward arrived by 24 June 1314, to relieve the siege. Edward could not afford to lose his last forward castle in Scotland. He decided therefore to gamble his entire army to break the siege and force the Scots to a final battle by putting its army into the field.

    As is well known to history, he blew it. The battle of Bannockburn was a catastrophe, the greatest victory the Scots ever achieved over the English, and it gained their independence for almost 400 years until a group of corrupt Scottish nobles allowed themselves to be bribed into the Action of Union in 1708. What with the Gaveston thing as well, a lot of people had less and less time for Edward the Second, especially his Queen, once Eddie found another male companion to sleep with rather than his wife.

    Following Gaveston's death, the king increased favor to his nephew-by-marriage (who was also Gaveston's brother-in-law), Hugh Despenser the Younger. But, as with Gaveston, the barons were indignant at the privileges Edward lavished upon the Despenser father and son, who arrogantly rode the countryside with troops of armed men doing their will on anyone and everyone. It was the Gaveston situation all over again, except that unlike the pretty Gascon boy, the Despensers were actually competent men and just as ruthless and violent as their noble opponents, and they managed to hold power for almost a dozen years. Hugh Despenser the Elder was a canny old robber baron type who saw a chance to grasp power and took it. He appears to have had no qualms at all about pimping his handsome young son out to the Faggot King, and neither does Junior seem to have objected. Like all nobles of his stature the younger Despenser was married. No one seems to have bothered to ask his wife what she thought of all this.

    By 1320, the situation in England was again becoming dangerously unstable. In 1321, the Earl of Hereford, along with the Earl of Lancaster and others, took up arms against the Despenser family, and the King was forced into an agreement with the barons. On 14 August at Westminster Hall, accompanied by the Earls of Pembroke and Richmond, the king declared the Despenser father and son both banished. (You’d think the barons would have learned from the Gaveston affair than banishing didn’t work, but I guess not.) The victory of the barons proved their undoing. With the removal of the Despensers, many nobles, regardless of previous affiliation, now attempted to move into the vacuum left by the two. Hoping to win Edward's favor, these nobles were willing to aid the king in his revenge against the barons and thus increase their own wealth and power. In following campaigns, many of the king's opponents were murdered, the Earl of Lancaster being beheaded in the presence of Edward himself.

    With all opposition crushed, the king and the Despensers were left the unquestioned masters of England. At the York Parliament of 1322, Edward issued a statute which revoked all previous ordinances designed to limit his power and to prevent any further encroachment upon it. The king would no longer be subject to the will of Parliament, and the lords, prelates, and commons were to suffer his will in silence. Opposition to Edward and the Despensers rule continued; in 1324 there was a foiled assassination attempt on their lives, and in early 1325 John of Nottingham was placed on trial for involvement in a plot to kill them with magic.

    But by now that passionate French lady, Queen Isabella, had gotten fed up with being alone in a cold empty bed at night and she had acquired a lover, a swashbuckling knight named Sir Roger Mortimer. She fled to France with her son and the kingdom’s heir, the future Edward the Third. Mortimer was imprisoned in the Tower of London, but he escaped and joined his royal squeeze in Paris. In September 1326, Mortimer and Isabella invaded England. Edward was amazed by their small numbers of soldiers, and immediately attempted to levy an immense army to crush them. However, a large number of men refused to fight Mortimer and the Queen; Henry of Lancaster, for example, the son of the old earl who was executed by Edward, was not even summoned by the king. He showed his loyalties by raising an army, seizing a cache of Despenser treasure from Leicester Abbey, and marching south to join Mortimer.

    The invasion soon had too much force and support to be stemmed. As a result, the army the king had ordered failed to emerge and both Edward and the Despensers were left isolated. They abandoned London on 2 October, leaving the city to fall into disorder. On 15 October a London mob seized and beheaded without trial John le Marshal (a Londoner accused of being a spy for the Despensers) and Edward II's Treasurer, Walter de Stapledon Bishop of Exeter, together with two of the bishop's squires. The king first took refuge in Gloucester (where he arrived on 9 October) and then fled to South Wales in order to make a defence in Despenser's lands. However, Edward was unable to rally an army, and on 31 October, he was abandoned by his servants, leaving him with only the younger Despenser and a few retainers.

    On 27 October, the elder Despenser was accused of encouraging the illegal government of his son, enriching himself at the expense of others, despoiling the Church, and taking part in the illegal execution of the Earl of Lancaster. He was hanged and beheaded at the Bristol Gallows. Henry of Lancaster was then sent to Wales in order to fetch the King and the younger Despenser; on 16 November he caught Edward, Despenser and their soldiers in the open country near Tonyrefail, where a plaque now commemorates the event.

    Despenser was sent to Isabella at Hereford whilst the king was taken by Lancaster himself to Kenilworth Castle. Hugh Despenser the Younger was brutally executed and a huge crowd gathered in anticipation at seeing him die – a public spectacle for public entertainment. They dragged him from his horse, stripped him, and scrawled Biblical verses against sodomy, corruption and arrogance on his skin. They dragged him into the city, presenting him in the market square to Queen Isabella, Roger Mortimer, and the Lancastrians. He was then condemned to hang as a thief, to be castrated as a sodomite, and then to be drawn and quartered as a traitor, his quarters to be dispersed throughout England. Queen Izzy got her revenge in spades.

    With the King imprisoned, Mortimer and the Queen faced the problem of what to do with him. The simplest solution would be execution: his titles would then pass to Edward of Windsor, whom Isabella could control, while it would also prevent the possibility of his being restored. Execution would require the King to be tried and convicted of treason: and while most lords agreed that Edward had failed to show due attention to his country, executing an anointed King was considered going over the top. Besides, no one wanted to publicly go into the whole homo thing, which would have been very bad for public morale and would have made England a laughing stock all over Europe.

    Thus, at first, it was decided to have Edward imprisoned for life instead. However, the fact remained that the legality of power still lay with the King. Isabella had been given the Great Seal, and was using it to rule in the names of the King, herself, and their son as appropriate; nonetheless, these actions were illegal, and could at any moment be challenged. Plus Izzy and Roger weren’t exactly popular themselves in certain quarters, and there was at least one attempt to stage an armed rescue of Edward II. They demanded that Edward abdicate, and he did—but in favor of his young son, not Isabella and Roger, and also clearly under duress. So there was only one choice left.

    The government of Isabella and Mortimer was so precarious that they dared not leave the deposed king alive when he might fall into the hands of their political enemies. On 3 April, Edward II was removed from Kenilworth and entrusted to the custody of two subordinates of Mortimer, then later imprisoned at Berkeley Castle in Gloucestershire where, it was generally believed, he was murdered on 11 October 1327.

    At first it was rumored that Edward had been strangled. However, in 1352 when it was safe to do so, the chronicler Thomas de la Moore wrote an account of Edward's murder wherein it was stated that Edward was killed by being thrown face down over a table, tied or chained up, and then a red-hot spit or poker was jammed through a leather funnel through his anus, cooking his intestines while alive and killing the King from shock. The ostensible purpose of this horrible form of execution was twofold: first, to inflict a poetically just and ironic punishment on a faggot through one last act of red-hot buggery; and secondly to kill the King in a manner that ensured there were no visible wounds or marks on his body, so he could be displayed publicly and proven dead to the people. According to a centuries-old local legend, his screams of agony were heard through the thick stone walls of the castle all the way down into the village of Berkeley.

    Following the public announcement of the king's death, the rule of Isabella and Mortimer did not last long. On the night of October 19, 1330, in one of the most daring and dramatic exploits of the Middle Ages, the young King Edward the Third, aged seventeen, staged a coup d’etat that made him King in fact as well as name. Edward entered Nottingham Castle through a secret tunnel with a band of armed companions and crept through the castle corridors, silently cutting a few throats of guards as they passed. They surprised Queen Isabella and Mortimer in the sack. Being a good Christian son Edward remembered the commandment and so he didn’t kill his mother, but he did have Mortimer dragged away to London and hanged at Tyburn for the murder of his father. He imprisoned his mother in Castle Rising in Norfolk, although to be fair they both seem to have mellowed with age and Eddie later eased Mom’s living conditions to that of a comfortable retirement. It is even recorded that they exchanged Christmas gifts, before she died in 1358.

    Some historians have called Isabella “the She-Wolf of France” and implied that in view of the fact that she murdered a number of her political enemies, her boyfriend got the noose and her husband got a red-hot poker up his ass, she herself got off lightly. I don’t know abut that. Normally I don’t have much time for women who shack up with a toy boy and murder their husbands, but let’s face it—this lady put up with a lot in her day.


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    Default Governor In Drag -- Lord Cornbury, Royal Governor of the Colony of New York (1701) -- Lesson #4

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    One of the oddest things about the British is the fact that they seem to find something hysterically funny about men dressing up in women’s clothes. As you will see, this has been going on for a while.

    Edward Hyde, 3rd Earl of Clarendon (28 November 1661 – 31 March 1723), styled Viscount Cornbury between 1674 and 1709, was Royal Governor of New York and New Jersey between 1701 and 1708, and is perhaps best known for the claims of his cross-dressing while in office. Born the Hon. Edward Hyde, the only child of Henry, Viscount Cornbury (1638–1709), eldest son of the 1st Earl of Clarendon, and the former Theodosia Capell (1640–1662), he was the nephew of Lady Anne Hyde, Duchess of York, wife of the future King James II. From the age of nine, since his father has just remarried to the heiress Flower Backhouse, he lived at Swallowfield in Berkshire and he matriculated at Oxford on 23 January 1675, a month after his father had succeeded as 2nd Earl of Clarendon, making him Viscount Cornbury.

    He entered the Royal Regiment of Dragoons, and became a Tory Member of Parliament for Wiltshire from 1685–1696 and for Christchurch 1695–1701. He was Master of the Horse to Prince George of Denmark, and a Page of Honour to King James II at his Coronation. He was one of the first commanders to desert the King in 1688, taking with him as many troops as he could. Also in 1688, Lord Cornbury married, in a clandestine ceremony, Katherine O'Brien, daughter of Henry, Lord Ibrackan, eldest son of the 7th Earl of Thomond, who succeeded her mother in 1702 as 8th Baroness Clifton. Lady Cornbury died in New York on 11 August 1706 (in the middle of the scandal) and is buried at Trinity Church, New York.

    He became Governor of New York and New Jersey from 1701 to 1708, “in which position he earned a very foul repute. It is said that his character and conduct were equally abhorred in both hemispheres,” as Wikipedia states. He was viewed by his contemporaries as “a moral profligate, sunk in corruption: possibly the worst governor Britain ever imposed on an American colony.”

    He took bribes and plundered the public treasury. Nineteenth century historian George Bancroft said that Cornbury illustrated the worst form of the English aristocracy's "arrogance, joined to intellectual imbecility." Later historians characterize him as a "degenerate and pervert who is said to have spent half of his time dressed in women's clothes", a "fop and a wastrel".

    He also seems to have been more than a little nuts. He is said to have delivered a "flowery panegyric on his wife's ears" after which he invited every gentleman present to feel precisely how shell-like they were. He misappropriated £1500, an immense amount of money in those days, meant for the defence of New York Harbor. He also dressed in women's clothing and lurked behind trees to pounce, shrieking with laughter, on his victims. (This is the governor, now.)

    The high point, or low point, of his political career came when Cornbury opened the 1702 New York Assembly, his first as governor, clad in a hooped gown and an elaborate headdress and carrying a fan, imitative of the style of Queen Anne. When his choice of clothing was questioned by the stunned legislators, he replied, "You are all very stupid people not to see the propriety of it all. In this place and occasion, I represent a woman (the Queen), and in all respects I ought to represent her as faithfully as I can." I know, this is starting to sound like something out of Monty Python. Well, now we may know how Monty Python got started.

    It is also said that in August 1706, when his wife Lady Cornbury died, His High Mightiness (as he preferred to be called) attended the funeral again dressed as a woman. With typical British understatement it is written that “Shortly after this, mounting complaints from colonists prompted the Queen to remove Cornbury from office.”

    Try a flood of protest and outrage that weighed down every vessel headed for London, as well as the refusal of eventually every substantial official or businessman in New York to work with or obey this lunatic, culminating in outright rebellion. If London hadn’t wised up and relieved Cornbury of his post on the urgent petition of just about every reputable and responsible man in the colony, the American Revolution might have begun 70 years earlier than it did, they were that fed up. By the time his replacement finally arrived in 1708, Cornbury was in jail, arrested for debt, a subject of contempt and bitter mockery, and subject to a number of local legal and legislative inquiries trying to figure out where thousands of pounds missing from the treasury had gone. We tend to lose sight of the fact that our ancestors were a lot more serious about things than we are, and they just plain did not put up with the crap that we do.

    The British government of Queen Anne, unlike the stubborn and arrogant asses under the later George the Third, hauled Cornbury back to London under arrest and placed him on trial for corruption. They seized his estates in payment for moneys he had allegedly embezzled from the taxpayers of New York, although how much of those funds ever found their way back across the Atlantic is open to question.

    Although he became Lord Clarendon on his father’s death, Cornbury died at Chelsea, in obscurity and debt, still without his estates and income restored, and was buried on 5 April 1723 in Westminster Abbey.


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    Default Senator Larry Craig -- Twinkle-Toes (2007) -- Lesson #5

    Senator Larry Craig -- Twinkle-Toes (2007)

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    What we all need to understand is that homosexuality is a form of mental illness, a compulsion that in some people cannot be restrained. One of the best examples of this is Senator Larry “Twinkle-Toes” Craig, a Republican Senator from Idaho who threw away everything he had on the chance of obtaining a brief deviate sexual act in a public toilet — a deviate act which he didn’t even get.

    On June 11, 2007, Senator Larry Craig was arrested in a men's restroom at the Minneapolis-St. Paul International Airport on a charge of lewd conduct, specifically soliciting a deviate sexual act from an undercover police officer. Craig later entered a guilty plea to a lesser charge of disorderly conduct on August 8, apparently in the mistaken belief that the incident could be kept completely quiet, which it might have been had he been a Democrat. But since he was a Republican, the media hunted him down without mercy.

    At first Craig crumpled, and on September 1, 2007, he announced his intention to resign from the Senate at a news conference, which was to become effective on September 30. At some point after that Craig seems to have to have fully understood that he was done, his power and influence would be gone forever, and unless he could somehow walk all this back, he was marked for life as a faggot. Craig frantically tried to backpedal. He tried and failed to withdraw his original guilty plea, something which, again, he might have been able to pull off had he been a liberal Democrat. On October 4, Craig released a statement rescinding his resignation and more or less shrieking out loud that he was not a fag, claiming the undercover officer had “misconstrued” the whole thing.

    According to the police report, on June 11 the police officer sat in a bathroom stall as part of an undercover operation investigating complaints of “sexual activity in the restroom,” i.e. the local homos were using the place as a kind of bathhouse or blowpad. One wonders why, since to do so was no longer necessary. The fact is that despite the fact that homosexuality between consenting adults is now completely legal, many of them still get wallowing-in-filth kind of thrill out of performing deviations in a toilet and in public. Again, folks, you have to realize, this is a form of mental illness.

    After about 13 minutes of sitting in the stall, the police officer observed Craig lingering outside and frequently peeking through the crack of the door on the stall. Craig then entered the stall to the left of the officer's stall. The police officer made the following observations, which he recorded in his report of the incident, as to what happened next: “At 1216 hours, Craig tapped his right foot. I recognized this as a signal used by persons wishing to engage in lewd conduct. Craig tapped his toes several times and moves his foot closer to my foot. . . . The presence of others did not seem to deter Craig as he moved his right foot so that it touched the side of my left foot which was within my stall area. Craig then proceeded to swipe his left hand under the stall divider several times, with the palm of his hand facing upward.” (This is the conduct that the cop allegedly “misconstrued.”)

    According to the incident report and criminal complaint filed in court, the officer showed Craig his police identification beneath the partition separating their stalls, and the officer then pointed his finger towards the restroom exit. Craig initially said no, but he ultimately complied with the officer's request to leave the restroom. After Craig and the officer left the restroom, Craig was reluctant to go with the officer (as well he might have been) and demanded the officer show his police identification a second time. Once the officer complied with the request, Craig, the arresting officer, and a police detective, who was stationed outside of the restroom, went to the airport police station.

    (That rumbling sound was Larry Craig’s whole world crashing down around his ears. Did he even stop to think whether it made any sense for him to throw it all away for nothing?)

    Craig pleaded guilty to a misdemeanor charge of disorderly conduct by signing and mailing a plea petition, dated August 1, 2007, to the Hennepin County District Court in Minnesota. He paid $575, including fines and fees. Senator Craig signed the petition to enter his guilty plea, which contained the provisions, "I understand that the court will not accept a plea of guilty from anyone who claims to be innocent. . . I now make no claim that I am innocent of the charge to which I am entering a plea of guilty." Craig mailed his signed petition to the court, and his petition to plead guilty to the misdemeanor charge was accepted and filed by the court on August 8, 2007.

    On August 27, 2007, Roll Call broke the story to reveal details about Craig's arrest at the Minneapolis-St. Paul Airport and his subsequent guilty plea in that case. After the conviction came to light, the Idaho Statesman published a story on August 28, 2007, about three allegations involving Craig's sexual conduct. A college student, who was considering pledging at Craig's fraternity at the University of Idaho in 1967, told a reporter for the Idaho Statesman that Craig led the student to his bedroom and, "made what the man said he took to be an invitation to sex." In the second reported incident, a man, who identified himself as gay, told a reporter that Craig cruised him at the REI store in Boise in November 1994, following him around the store for half an hour. The last reported incident to the Idaho Statesman about Craig's conduct came from a 40-year-old man with close ties to Republican officials. According to the man's story about the encounter with Craig, the man "reported having oral sex with Craig at Washington's Union Station, probably in 2004.

    Craig’s reaction to all this was to deny he was a homo and claim that the cop had entrapped him, then attempt to withdraw his guilty plea. As part of Craig’s appeal of this ruling, the ACLU filed a brief that cited a Minnesota Supreme Court ruling from 38 years earlier finding that those engaging in sexual encounters in closed stalls in otherwise public restrooms have a reasonable expectation of privacy, a finding that the ACLU argued would contradict the state's claim that Craig was inviting the undercover officer to have sex in public. With friends like these, Craig hardly needed enemies.

    After Judge Porter's ruling, Craig announced that despite his pledge to the contrary, he would serve out his Senate term. He stated that he intended to "continue my effort to clear my name in the Senate Ethics Committee — something that is not possible if I am not serving in the Senate." Craig did not seek reelection in 2008 and left office on January 3, 2009. He has since disappeared from public view, and rather than “clearing his name,” he is now generally accepted to be a faggot who got caught looking to suck dick in a public rest room.

    One has to wonder at the self-destructive nature of what Craig did. Surely, in Washington D.C. there were plenty of discreet and luxurious hotel rooms and plenty of male prostitutes or other faggots willing to satisfy his perverted lust? So why a public rest room in a busy airport? Was it the very risk of exposure that gave Craig a sick thrill, like some kind of gambling fever? Or did he secretly want to get caught, as homos so often do, so they can throw their perversion into the whole world’s face, which seems to be another part of the pathology?

    The stall at the Minneapolis-St. Paul airport bathroom in which the incident occurred has gained notoriety and has now become something of a tourist attraction, being pointed out to people in transit through the airport.
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    Default G-Man In A G-String J. Edgar Hoover – (1895-1972) -- Lesson #6

    G-Man In A G-String -- J. Edgar Hoover – (1895-1972)

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    John Edgar Hoover (January 1, 1895 – May 2, 1972) was the first Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI) of the United States. Appointed director of the Bureau of Investigation—predecessor to the FBI—in 1924, he was instrumental in founding the FBI in 1935, where he remained director until his death in 1972 aged 77. Hoover is credited with building the FBI into a large and efficient crime-fighting agency, and with instituting a number of modernizations to police technology, such as a centralized fingerprint file and forensic laboratories.

    He was also as queer as a three-dollar bill. He carried on a decades-long affair with his FBI second-in-command, Clyde Tolson, as his catamite, and he sometimes dressed in women’s clothes and went out night-clubbing and attended chic cocktail parties of the rich and powerful in drag, using the name “Mary.”

    Hoover’s political and law enforcement history was checkered, and now is not the time or place to go into every detail of his long and complex life and career. The liberal left has always despised Hoover because of his apparently genuine distaste for Communism, a distaste which can be traced back to a 1919 Bolshevik bombing campaign in which the Reds, among other targets, blew up Wall Street with a milk wagon bomb and the home of U.S. Attorney General Mitchell Palmer in Washington, D.C. A number of innocent people were killed in this now-forgotten murder spree, which has been pretty much erased from the liberal history books, although there are still occasional weepy references to the subsequent “Palmer Raids” during which a number of illegal aliens suspected, usually with reason, of being Communists or anarchists were deported to the Soviet Union.

    Hoover clung to power for almost 50 years as America’s secret police chief, maintaining his position largely through the voluminous files he accumulated on the peccadilloes of prominent politicians, financial, sexual, and criminal. Unlike later media and law enforcement, Hoover was quite willing to blackmail and pressure liberal Democrats as well as Republicans, and for this the hatred of the liberal left for him still burns bright forty years after his death, as witness the recent smear movie bio starring Leonardo Di Caprio in the title role.

    J. Edgar Hoover was born on New Year's Day 1895 in Washington, D.C., to Anna Marie Hoover, who was of German Swiss descent, and Dick Naylor Hoover, Sr. (1856–1921), of English and German ancestry. Hoover was the ultimate Washington insider; he was born there and never left.

    He grew up near the Eastern Market in Washington's Capitol Hill neighborhood. He obtained a law degree from George Washington University Law School in 1916. During World War I, immediately after getting his LLM, Hoover was hired by the Justice Department, thus avoiding the draft and any chance he himself might end up in one of those muddy ole trenches getting shot at by them German fellers. Risk avoidance of all kinds was something Hoover was always adept at; during his entire lifelong career as America’s top government goon Hoover never once carried a gun, made an arrest, or came under fire. He was strictly a desk jockey.

    Hoover was soon promoted to head of the Enemy Aliens Registration Section. In August 1919, in the middle of the Communist bombing campaign mentioned above, he became head of the new General Intelligence Division of the Bureau of Investigation within the Justice Department. From there, in 1921, he rose in the Bureau of Investigation to deputy head, and in 1924, the Attorney General made him the acting director. On May 10, 1924, President Calvin Coolidge appointed Hoover as the sixth director of the Bureau of Investigation, following President Warren Harding's death and in response to allegations that the prior director, William J. Burns, was involved in the Teapot Dome scandal. Coolidge pointedly did not ask the Bureau to investigate his predecessor Harding’s mysterious death. (See the Aryan History Series.) When Hoover took over the Bureau of Investigation, it had approximately 650 employees, including 441 Special Agents.

    Hoover was “noted as sometimes being capricious in his leadership”, according to one online article. In fact, he was a real asshole boss to work for. He was incredibly petty, almost a caricature of the anal supervisor who counts and rations paper clips around the office. He fired FBI agents for no reason, sometimes dismissing men for “looking stupid like truck drivers" or being "pinheads." (This is obviously no longer a disqualification for Bureau employment today. He regularly transferred agents who displeased him to Podunk, Alabama or Devil’s Outhouse, Montana, thus effectively ending their careers. On one occasion he heard about a bachelor party at an FBI field office for an agent about to be married, wherein a black stripper had been employed. Hoover flew to the city in question, hauled in all the agents, and ranted and raved for an hour about the incident, concluding with the screamed imprecation, “There will be no naked negresses in my Bureau!”

    The famous Melvin Purvis was a prime example: Purvis was one of the most effective agents the FBI had in capturing and breaking up 1930s bank robbery gangs, but Hoover was jealous of all the publicity Purvis gathered and maneuvered him out of the FBI. Purvis later committed suicide with the same gun with which he allegedly shot Dillinger. (As an aside, there is actually some reasonable doubt it was in fact Dillinger who died in the 1934 ambush, but that is a tale for another time.)

    Even though he was not there, Hoover was credited with several highly publicized captures or shootings of outlaws and bank robbers. These included that of Dillinger, Alvin Karpis, and Machine Gun Kelly, which led to the Bureau's powers being broadened and it was given its new name in 1935: the Federal Bureau of Investigation. In 1939, the FBI became pre-eminent in the field of domestic intelligence. Hoover made changes, such as expanding and combining fingerprint files in the Identification Division to compile the largest collection of fingerprints to date. Hoover also helped to expand the FBI's recruitment and create the FBI Laboratory, a division established in 1932 to examine evidence found by the FBI. This was the beginning of the present liberal democratic Surveillance State.

    In 1946, U.S. Attorney General Tom C. Clark authorized Hoover to compile a list of potentially disloyal Americans who might be detained during a wartime national emergency. Once again, we see where our present dictatorship came into being, at the hands of New Deal Democrats, although Republican hands are by no means clean. In 1950, at the outbreak of the Korean War, Hoover submitted to President Truman a plan to suspend the writ of habeas corpus and detain 12,000 Americans suspected of disloyalty. Truman did not act on the plan. Today, when Israel attacks Iran or some other crisis appears, it is doubtful whether Barry Soetoro will show the same restraint.

    Presidents Harry S. Truman and John F. Kennedy each considered dismissing Hoover as FBI Director, but ultimately concluded that the political cost of doing so would be too great. In other words, Hoover had something on them. In Truman’s case it was financial skullduggery. judicial malfeasance and Mob connections from when Truman was a judge in Kansas City under the infamous Thomas Pendergast machine, and in Kennedy’s case it was an incredible career of sexual debauchery (including one affair with a suspected female German spy during the war) as well as Mob connections through the Daley machine in Chicago who won him the 1960 election. Hoover was able to beat off an attempt by Lyndon Johnson to get rid of him by threatening to reveal that Johnson’s friend and aide, Jack Valenti, a special assistant and confidant to President who was married Johnson's personal secretary, was having a sodomitic relationship with a commercial photographer friend.

    Hoover never married, and beginning in the 1940s, rumors circulated that he was gay. Hoover’s uxorious public relationship with his deputy director Clyde Tolson was certainly both indiscreet and suggestive. The men not only worked closely together during the day, but they also took meals, went to night clubs and vacationed together. Tolson lived just down the street from Hoover’s home and frequently spent the night with his boss, in his home and in the same hotel room when traveling. When Hoover died in 1972, Tolson inherited Hoover's estate and moved into his home, having accepted the American flag that draped Hoover's casket. Tolson himself is buried a few yards away from Hoover in the Congressional Cemetery. More than one Washington insider of the time, writing his or her memoirs, mentions something to the effect that it was one of those pre-“Enlightenment” cases where “everybody knew and nobody said anything, since we did not admit such things existed in those days. Unlike today’s Enlightened era, etc.”

    Hoover hunted down and threatened anyone who made insinuations about his sexuality. He also spread rumors that Adlai Stevenson was gay to damage the liberal governor's 1952 presidential campaign. His extensive secret files contained surveillance material on Eleanor Roosevelt's lesbian lovers and encounters. This included one of the Bureau’s earliest electronic surveillance tapes, secretly recorded in a New York hotel room around 1940, wherein the First Lady was captured for all time in a lesbo encounter with 300-pound negro actress Hattie McDaniel, who played Mammy in Gone With The Wind. Hoover kept this tape in his private safe in his home and would sometimes bring it out and play it during private parties or for the amusement of various Republican politicians.

    In his 1993 biography Official and Confidential: The Secret Life of J. Edgar Hoover, journalist Anthony Summers quoted society divorcee Susan Rosenstiel as claiming to have seen Hoover engaging in cross-dressing in the 1950s. She stated that on two occasions she witnessed Hoover wearing a fluffy pink dress with flounces and lace, stockings, high heels and a black curly wig, at homosexual orgies, where he was introduced as “Mary.” Hoover must have been worried about this Jewess’s mouth, because he managed to get her indicted for perjury in an unrelated civil matter in 1971, thus carefully ruining her credibility.

    Summers also said that the Mafia had blackmail material on Hoover, which made Hoover reluctant to aggressively pursue organized crime. It is known that on one wiretap tape, Jewish Mob kingpin Meyer Lansky is recorded as boasting to an associate, “Don’t worry about Hoover. We got him by the balls. He’s a fag, and we got pictures of him [performing a certain deviate sexual act.]” It is certain that for years Hoover dragged his feet on Mob investigations and was only forced publicly to admit that there even was such a thing as the Mafia after the 1957 Apalachin crime convention was surprised and raided.

    Hoover certainly had some gay contacts besides Tolson, including Jewish attorney Roy Cohn, who worked closely with both Hoover and Senator Joe McCarthy during the 1950s investigations of Communists. Cohn later denied that he was a homosexual on the strange grounds that while he had sex with men, he pitched rather than caught, so to speak.

    Some people affiliated with Hoover later supported the claims that he had homosexual tendencies, after the secret policeman was dead and it was safe to do so. Ethel Merman, a friend of Hoover since 1938, stated in 1978 "Some of my best friends are homosexual. Everybody knew about J. Edgar Hoover, but he was the best chief the FBI ever had." Hoover often frequented New York City's Stork Club and one observer – soap model Luisa Stuart, who was 18 or 19 at the time – told Summers she saw Hoover holding hands with Tolson as they all rode in a limo uptown to the Cotton Club in 1936. Novelist William Styron told Summers that he once spotted Hoover and Tolson in a California beach house and the director was painting his friend's toenails. Harry Hay, founder of the Mattachine Society, one of the first gay rights organizations, confirmed that Hoover and Tolson sat in boxes owned by and used exclusively by gay men at their racing haunt Del Mar in California. One medical expert told Summers that Hoover was of "strongly predominant homosexual orientation", while another medical expert categorized him as a "bisexual with failed heterosexuality."

    Interestingly, Hoover was also a devoted Freemason, being raised a Master Mason on 9 November 1920, in Federal Lodge No. 1, Washington, DC, just two months before his 26th birthday. During his 52 years with the Masons, he received many medals, awards and decorations. Eventually in 1955, he was coroneted a Thirty-Third Degree Inspector General Honorary in the Southern Scottish Rite Jurisdiction. He was also awarded the Scottish Rite's highest recognition, the Grand Cross of Honor, in 1965. Today a J. Edgar Hoover room exists within the House of the Temple. The room contains many of Hoover's personal papers and records.

    Hoover died at his Washington, D.C., home on May 2, 1972, from a heart attack His body lay in state in the Rotunda of the U.S. Capitol, where Chief Justice Warren Burger eulogized him. President Nixon delivered another eulogy at the funeral service in the National Presbyterian Church. In public, Nixon said "One of the giants . . . a national symbol of courage, patriotism and granite-like honesty and integrity." In private, Nixon's reaction was "That old cocksucker!"

    Operational command of the Bureau passed to Associate Director Clyde Tolson. On May 3, Nixon appointed L. Patrick Gray, a Justice Department official with no FBI experience, as Acting Director, with W. Mark Felt remaining as Associate Director. Gray’s first act was to change the locks on Clyde Tolson’s office, and have several agents gently but firmly escort him from the building. Tolson announced his retirement from the FBI a short time later, but he was never allowed back into the building unescorted.

    One of the great mysteries of Hoover’s end is what happened to his massive filing cabinets full of fifty years’ worth of dirt on America’s Best and Brightest, especially choice items like the Eleanor Roosevelt tape. When he took over Gray made an instant search for these files and demanded that Hoover’s long-time secretary, Helen Gandy, hand all the material over. Gandy replied that acting on Hoover’s final orders she had burned the material in a big huge bonfire in the backyard of Hoover’s home the night he died. Some believe this story, some don’t, and the alleged continued existence in some secret hiding place of the Hoover Files, or selected copies, has been one of Washington, D.C. most enduring rumors and legends for the past forty years.
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