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The Normans: England’s Blessing and Curse

[This is an abridged version of my long 2009 essay on the Normans found here: NORMANS Dec 12 2009]

After that came out three years ago, an English comrade wrote me:

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It was a few weeks ago when you sent me the PDF regarding the Norman invasion, occupation, genocide and transformation of Anglo-Saxon England, and I thought I would thank you very much for doing so. The article was well written and, most importantly, balanced.

From reading the pdf I can tell that you feel empathy with what happened to our Saxon ancestors, I know you carry the name of a Norman but no doubt you are of Saxon blood.

Yours truly with dog Spike in 2010, who looked like an English spaniel but that day, I decided, should try being a Doberman ;-)

And as you said, John, the Normans had Viking blood, other Vikings settled in England during various invasions, and in fact the original Germanic tribes that invaded England were from a similar area anyway.


I was pleased to see you mention the Jews who did indeed first settle in England in 1066. I was also shocked to discover the death toll of the Harrowing of the North could be as high as 100,000. This I found truly shocking.

…. An English comrade with the “Englisc resistance” (“for the ethnic English folk”) wrote me (on February 23, 2014)

Greetings, John, I read your article on the Norman conquest recently and greatly enjoyed it, as for one, it is rare to find a piece on them in such a vein. I thought you might find the cover picture on this page of interest duly. We held this demo on “holocaust day” at the Tower of London. Best Wishes. S.

Banner: “Remembering the Holocaust that was the Norman Conquest. Its legacy still affects us today.”


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Map of the Day: Where the Brits never invaded |

The British Empire used to be pretty darned big. It was said that the sun never set on England (and it still might not).

A new map is making the rounds that shows the places where the British have invaded. Of the nearly 200 countries out there, the Brits have invaded all but 22. That is just about 90% of all countries!

Mongolia, the Ivory Coast, Bolivia and Sweden are among the selective group of making it to 2013 without a British invasion. Here is the map showing where (pink) the British have invaded.


The data comes from the new book All the Countries Weve Ever Invaded: And the Few We Never Got Round To. Author Stuart Laycock went through the history of every country in the world to see where the Brits invaded.

The author spoke with The Telegraph about his two years of research and the results. He said France may be in second place with most countries invaded and says he hopes people will challenge his findings to determine whether or not he is right or some countries on the no list were actually invaded.

I was absolutely staggered when I reached the total. I like to think I have a relatively good general knowledge. But there are places where it hadnt occurred to me that these things had ever happened. It shocked me, said Laycock to the Telegraph.

Other countries could write similar books but they would be much shorter. I dont think anyone could match this, although the Americans had a later start and have been working hard on it in the twentieth century.

The Telegraph lists some of the more surprising entries;

Iceland, invaded in 1940 by the British after the neutral nation refused to enter the war on the Allies side. The invasion force, of 745 marines, met with strong protest from the Iceland government, but no resistance.





….Good video on Normandy



Because that essay was so long, though it contains much, IMHO, fascinating material ;-), here is an abridged version for you now.


The Normans — England’s curse


and blessing


It has been nearly 1,000 years now since anyone, with open military force, successfully conquered the English, a fierce and resolute mixture of Germanic whites (with a dash of Kelts and pre-Indo-Europeans). The Spanish Armada, Napoleon and Hitler all failed to defeat the Sceptered Isle. But back in 1066, Old French-speaking Vikings called Normans (from the Scandinavian word for Northmen) slew the English nobility and their common soldiers at Hastings, just days after the exhausted and valiant English army had rushed south from defeating an invasion by Danish Vikings in northern England at Stamford Bridge.

Hastings was the catastrophic end of Anglo-Saxon Englandof its original language, its purely Germanic culture, and its semi-isolation from the troubles of the European continent and of the world. Ever since that October day in 1066, Normans and the Jewish immigrants they brought in have played a large role in Englands leadership. As a blessing or a curse? Let us tackle this thorny question.

By John de Nugent,

of Norman ancestry myself


A few years ago this writer wrote to a comrade in England, and happened to mention that I had ancestors from both the English common people, the Anglo-Saxons, (specifically, the Coldwells of Yorkshire), and also from the Norman aristocrats who conquered England in 1066, both Angells and Nugents.

His reply surprised me and made me realize that the English have not yet grown very fond of their longtime overlords:

Normans, eh? I guess we can forgive you that.

A fascinating trip with one gifted woman through all the major accents spoken throughout the English-speaking white world; the Norman-led British Empire spread this tongue and made it into a world language.

The British Empire and its offshoot, the United States, around 1920, controlling one-third of the world’s land mass and all the oceans via two vast navies.


My first nave thought was that the English comrade had been overly influenced by the tales of Robin Hood,

and how this legendary English hero (actually a Norman himself) had led the English common people in resistance to the cruel usurper on the throne of England, the Norman prince John, while Johns brother, good King Richard the Lion-Heart, was away on the Crusades.

But then I read about the shocking Harrowing of the North (the North of England) by William the Conqueror right after the Conquest, and discussed further below. The term referred to the utter devastation of man, woman, child, plant and cow in that very Yorkshire where my maternal grandfather, John Thomas Coldwell, was born.

One of my favorite pix of Grampy Coldwell, grilling burgers. He is, I think, one of my guardian angels today. We were close and spent every Sunday together at his farm in Smithfield, Rhode Island.

At least one hundred thousand Yorkshire men and women perished, and it was due to what my own Norman ancestors did. Even the pope, who at the time was, rarely enough, an Englishman, and who actually had supported Williams claim to mount the throne of England, threatened in disgust and horror to excommunicate him.

And Hereward the Exile (also known as Hereward the Wake; c. 1035-1072), the Anglo-Saxon or Anglo-Danish champion who fought the Normans for years from a fort in a swamp, may have been foully murdered by the Normans after he had honorably surrendered.

And I read that J.R. Tolkien, the great Oxford professor and author of The Lord of the Rings (the three-part movie version of these novels has been by two billion film goers) actually loathed the Normans as nightmarishly cruel, and as money-grubbing corruptors of souls. He decried their lust for the ring of gold, and their terrorizing of the decent, honest English common folk, symbolized in The Lord of the Rings by the brave little Hobbits in their rustic cottages.

(If you can stand the heavy-metal band Metallica, here are some images from “The Lord of the Rings” of both innocent yet brave Hobbits and evil cavalrymen)

I began to get an inkling of why that English comrade would write me as he had.

Anglo-Danish England before the Normans

One reason why Hereward had risen up against the Normans was the atrocious Harrowing of the North of England in 1069-70. England had once been a freedom-loving Hobbits country, an island of Germanic and Keltic folk, and it certainly was not interested in being forced to learn French, a foreign tongue, or become any French noble’s serf.

Northern England especially was barely under the control of any king. In fact, there was only one castle in all of Anglo-Saxon England…..because castles were meant to not just resist invaders but also to resist uprisings by hostile, enslaved local populations. An island like England did not need castles for lording it over a free people who accepted their rulers.

The Old English kings did respect their own people, they did not fear them or need to, and when they called for volunteers, as King Alfred the Great did in 877 against the invading Vikings, they came a-running to help. Nor did the Anglo-Saxon kings have a heavy tax system, because no one was building vastly expensive castles with moats for overlording their own subjects….

Tonbridge Castle, built just four years after the Conquest as protection for the Normans against the English people.

…..nor did the Anglo-Saxon folk feel a need to pay for a standing, professional army, and they dreaded such a thing as a threat to their freedom.

An Anglo-Saxon mead hall.

Mead is an alcoholic drink made from honey, going back to Indo-European times, at least 3,000 BC. It was a great honor to drink it in the king’s mead hall, sing, and tell stories of heroes past.

In this regard Old England, with its volunteer militia, was very unlike the Vikings from Denmark, who all were professional soldiers……

… were the French Viking heavy cavalry that made up the Norman armies.

A dismounted Norman knight. Horses could be brought down by lances, swords or arrows. The Anglo-Saxons preferred fighting as infantry, not cavalry, and it was cheaper than outfitting an armored horse.

It was a big mistake, though, in a psychopathic world to not have a professional military. Militias are cheap, with part-time soldiers and weekend warriors, and professional armies on the other hand do cost a lot, but freedom isn’t free, as the expression goes, and the Anglo-Saxons lost it. By having only a militia they paid an incredible price centuries of enslavement that, somewhat less openly brutal that before, lasts in my view to this day.

Northern England, the region William the Conqueror would decide to devastate, had been settled heavily by both northern German Saxons and by the Scandinavian Danes, and was even more rich in Nordic genes than the south. The dialect of Yorkshire and the whole north, in fact, was heavily influenced by Danish, so much so that the Londoners down south could barely understand it. Many nobles up there, in fact, were Danes. The region was even called the Danelaw, and the historians of today call that region, in that era, by the name Anglo-Scandinavia.

In fact, English-seeming place names that end in -thorpe, -borough, -wick, or in -by, such as Oglethorpe, Warwick, Attleborough, Bixby, Hornby, Frisbee or Albee all come in reality from the Danish. By is still today the Danish word for a village. Thus the meaning of the English word by-laws is village laws, hence one never hears of federal or state by-laws, but only the by-laws of towns, local clubs and associations. Hundreds of the most basic English words came in through the Danelaw, such as take, skin, sky, he, they, anger, bask, bawl, bet, build, blunder, crash, crazy and other basic English words.

(One can hear a northern English dialect — very hard for Americans to understand, because our own American accent comes from southeastern England — in the unique and touching 1997 English tragicomic film The Full Monty, written by a Simon Beaufoy Goodfaith in French with as Norman a name as you can imagine. It depicts six very desperate unemployed ex-steel mill workers in Sheffield who resort, quite bashfully, to putting on a nightclub striptease in their despair to raise money to pay their back bills and their child support. This is from the very area that William the Bastard had genocided nine hundred years ago.)

Trailer to the touching comedy “The Full Monty”. I had a lot of trouble understanding some of the accent, though not in this trailer.


Given both their heritages, Scandinavian and Saxon, the ingredients of a double bravery, the doughty Yorkshiremen up north told William the Bastard in no uncertain terms that he was not welcome as their new master after they saw how he was enslaving the south of England.

At the legendary Battle of Maldon, 75 years before, their brave Saxon brothers in southern England had already fought honorably to the very death rather than pay any tribute to Viking marauders. (They finally began paying Danegeld, money for the Danes, only after their total annihilation at Maldon). The Maldon Yorkshiremen of the year 1066 were just as brave as the men of Maldon had been a mere 75 years earlier.

In 1916 the great British poet Rudyard Kipling…

….penned a notable, even jarring poem that expressed the innate Anglo-Saxon fierceness, resolve and hatred of oppression:

When the Saxon Begins to Hate

It was not part of their blood.

It came to them very late.

With long arrears to make good

When the Saxon began to hate.


They were not easily moved.

They were icy willing to wait.

Till every count should be proved

Ere the Saxon began to hate.


Their voices were even and low;

Their eyes were level and straight.

There was neither sign nor show

When the Saxon began to hate.


It was not preached to the crows;

It was not taught by the state.

No man spoke it aloud

When the Saxon began to hate

Henry Tandey, the most decorated English soldier in WWI. It was truly he who who spared German corporal Adolf Hitler’s life in Marcoing, France in 1918. (He refused to shoot a groggy soldier who was just coming to after being knocked out.) Look at that resolute Saxon face, the blue eyes, straight nose and strong chin…The highest British medal for valor, the Victoria Cross, is to our left on his chest, next to a button.


It was not suddenly bred.

It will not swiftly abate.

Through the chilled years ahead

When time shall count from the date

That the Saxon began to hate.


Although this poem was composed during World War One, when Kipling had just lost his son at the front fighting the Germans, it reveals a fundamental mindset: We don’t seek quarrels, we Saxons, but if you start it we will finish it.

The Old English language becomes Norman English

The Old English language which the English then spoke was a dialect of northwestern German (with some Scandinavian thrown in, as stated above) because the Anglo-Saxons had come to Britain around 400 AD from Germany, right when Roman rule in Britain was collapsing. In fact, three whole provinces in Germany have the same ethnic word Saxony in them. (Dresden, bombed ironically to smithereens by the British in WWII, is in fact the capital of Saxony.)

But given the Germanic root of English, as a boy in New England in America I always wondered why sheep meat, sheep flesh, was not called just that in English, like the related German Schafsfleisch. Why instead was sheep flesh called mutton? Why was the English word borrowed at all from the French word mouton?

“Mutton-busting” for kids in Utah ;-)

Why was swine flesh (as in the related German Schweinefleisch) called pork (from the French porc), and why was calf flesh called, again after the French, veal? Why was cow flesh called beef (from the French boeuf)? Why were the English names different for the animal out in the peasant’s field from the same animal when its meat was carved up on the lords table?

Why on earth do court sessions in my native New England, such as in Massachusetts (one of the oldest British colonies) still open with the bailiff calling out: Oyez, oyez, oyez?

(Oyez is very Old French, meaning Hear ye!)

Why does the coat of arms of the United Kingdom say in French, for goodness’s sake, Dieu et mon droit (God and my right)?

And wherefore doth the Order of the Garter motto proclaim, around the center of that coat of arms, above, in naughty French: Honni soit qui mal y pense (literally, Shame on him who thinks dirty thoughts)?

Why do we have both the word think (German denk) and the word reflect (French rflchir)? Both right (German richtig) and correct (French/Latin)? Why was Henry VIII a king but the usual adjective for a king is not kingly but instead royal? The king in France is called a roy, but not for us!

Furthermore, why did Britain, an Anglo-Saxon country, side in both world wars with France and against a blue-eyed, kindred nation, Germany, the very home of its honest, hardworking ancestors?

An American WWI poster that closely copied British Germanophobia. How on earth could people who looked like us be “Huns,” a mongolian people? The average Brit or British-American has literally no idea he is of heavily north German ancestry. Even the German’s white face is turned gray, and his blue eyes become an eerie whitish. But the bayonet is blood-red….

It all began with a brutal conquest in 1066 that eradicated Germanic rule in Britain and then an even more brutal genocide of those who rebelled against their enslavement.

William the Bastard (his original nickname for he was born illegitimate, but after 1066 he was accurately called the Conqueror) had no respect for the Anglo-Saxons as brave and honorable foemen in war. After massacring the Saxon soldiers at the October 1066 Battle of Hastings, he resolved to also slaughter their helpless civilians to spread terror, and thence to annihilate the beautiful north English countryside to set a dread-provoking example: submit or die.

Already after the battle of Hastings, William and his army had marched about southern England, on Dover and on Canterbury in a huge show of brutal force before he arrived on the outskirts of London. He met resistance in Southwark, and in an act of revenge set fire to the area.

Londoners still refused to submit to William, so he turned away and marched through Surrey, Hampshire and Berkshire, ravaging the once beautiful green English countryside.

By the end of the year the people of London, surrounded by devastated lands, submitted to this man who can only be called a foreign terrorist. On 25th December, 1066, William was reluctantly crowned as king of England by Aldred, Archbishop of York, at Westminster Abbey, which had just been completely remodeled.

But then the still uncowed north of England rose up in revolt.

William begins his genocide

Orderic Vitalis (1075-1142) had a strong opinion of William’s reaction. He was an Anglo-Norman chaplain to Roger de Montgomery, a key friend and war companion of William (yes, of the same family that later gave birth to Field Marshal Montgomery of WWII fame). He later became a monk in Normandy, and normally was an open admirer of Duke William for his skill and bravery as a soldier, ruler and builder too of beautiful cathedrals.

However, Orderic wrote in his Latin-language chronicle Gesta Normannorum Ducum [Deeds of the Norman Dukes] of his horror, as a believing Christian, at the Normans’ merciless scorched-earth policy toward the North.

It proved to be far worse even than the March to the Sea through Georgia in 1864 by Union (federal) troops under General William Tecumseh Sherman. (Sherman, by the way, is a classic Norman, not Saxon name.)

From the Humber River to the Tees, for four seemingly unending years, from 1066 clear through to 1070, William’s rampaging, sadistic Norman cavalry burnt whole villages to the ground …….

….and killed the unarmed civilians of northern England an especially brave and blondish folk like helpless sheep.

The death toll is believed to have been 150,000, with substantial social, cultural, and economic damage. Due to the scorched earth policy, much of the land was laid waste and depopulated, a fact to which the famous Domesday Book, William’s great tax and inventory list of all the properties in England, readily attests in 1086, almost two decades later.

And it provoked as much bitterness and hatred of the Normans as did, 800 years later, General Sherman’s march through Georgia among all Southerners, especially after the willful burning of the gracious old city of Atlanta. (This wanton crime was memorably depicted in the 1939 film Gone with the Wind.)

Norman names abound to this day

Besides Sherman, Here are some other typical Norman names, and you will see them making a lot of history amongst the white English-speaking peoples:

Allison, Davison, Angell, Duke, Nugent, Tiffany, Dawes, Curtis, Harris, Morris, Pierce (from Pierres, a name that no longer exists in France), Piper, de la Beckwith, Chase, Doggett, Blodgett, Fitzwater, Disney (d’Isigny), Drury, Dillon;

Chamberlain, Grant, Gibbs, Goddard and Pinkerton, but also Lindsay, Murdoch, Quincey, Day, Denny (as in the restaurant chain), Dench (actress Judy Dench),
Dennis (as in white nationalist author Lawrence Dennis) (from le Danois = the French
word for the Dane), Denton (d’Eudon, a companion of the Conqueror), Devine, Dillon (de Lion), Dingell (D’Angell);

Agnew (Agneau), Cheney (de Chesne = of the oak), DeLay (former Speaker of the House), Doocy (as in Steve Doocy, FOX News), Arby (as in the roast-beef chain, Darby (d’Arby), Dunhill, as in the cigarettes (d’Oisnel);

Fitzgerald, Fitzhugh, Pugh, Richmond, Landry (Dallas Cowboys coach), Blanchard, Montgomery, Cushing (Cuchon), Dorset, Dwight (de Doito), Dyer (d’Iore), Dyson, as in the chicken-processing giant in Arkansas, from Tesson);

Blanchett, Barrett, Beckett, Crockett (as in our Davey), East (as in the late U.S. senator and patriot from South Carolina, from d’Est), Edmonds, Everett, Fairfield (from Fierville; most names that end in -field come, not the Anglo-Saxon word field, but instead from the French X-ville, a ville meaning large town or city in French);

Faraday as in Michael F., the great chemist (from de la Fert), and so forth.

The horror of the Harrowing

The deliberate annihilation by William and his Normans of all foodstocks and livestock like Stalin’s Holodomor in the 1930s, a famine genocide which the Soviet dictator deliberately caused in the Ukraine to break the independent farmers meant that anyone who survived the initial Norman massacres with the sword or lance would still die eventually of starvation over the northern European winter.

The land was even salted by the Normans just as the Romans had done with Carthage so as to destroy its fertility for decades forward.

As the monk Orderic relates and again, this Orderic was otherwise a blatant admirer of William the wretched survivors were reduced literally to the horrors of cannibalism and necrophagy. Some killed and ate their dying family members, and cracked open the skulls of the dead to devour their brains.

This is a chapter of British history of unparalleled darkness, unequaled until the Irish genocide by British Normans 1550-1850, and then the bombing by Norman-ruled Britain of the Saxon capital of Dresden in 1945, which killed at least 350,000 civilians (and horrified many good English people).

This deliberate campaign of terror or horror explains the Pope’s threat of excommunication. Unsurprisingly, among the starved, wretched survivors with their immune systems severely weakened by hunger, physical abuse (including rape) and emotional trauma — a plague also followed, killing even more of England’s finest northern blood.

Orderic, though half-Norman himself and a supporter, like the pope, of the winner, could find no way to defend William after this unparalleled holocaust:

The King stopped at nothing to hunt his enemies. He cut down many people and destroyed their homes and land. Nowhere else had he shown such cruelty.

To his shame he made no effort to control his fury, and he punished the innocent with the guilty. He ordered that crops and herds, tools and food should be burned to ashes. More than 100,000 people perished of hunger.

I have often praised William in this book, but I can say nothing good about this brutal slaughter. God will punish him.

Interestingly, after that prediction, in his later years William’s wife died prematurely, and William’s own son

Robert Curthose rose up in revolt against him, ravaging his father’s Norman French domains.

The older William then became grossly fat, and in 1087 he was told that King Philip of France had described him as resembling a pregnant woman. Feeling insulted, a furious William then mounted an attack on the French king’s territory.

But after capturing and setting fire to the innocent city of Mantes, he was thrown high in the air by his horse, landed hard on his groin on the metal pommel of his saddle…..

Ouch… that is the pommel sticking up.

……and died after three weeks of agony from a ruptured groin. He was then friendless and absolutely, utterly alone, as Orderic notes.

Sadly, the four-year Harrowing of the North by William was just the beginning of a new, long dark age of Norman oppression, of the crushing of ancient freedoms for the English people, and soon after that for the Welsh, Scots and the Irish against whom English armies were sent.

William Wallace fights against the Normans (not against the common people of England!).

In some ways the Norman Conquest was not unlike the Bolshevik Revolution, which only involved about 50,000 bolsheviks, who took over a vast country of 150 million. The Norman Conquest, like the Bolshevik putsch, brought war, enslavement, exploitation and fear to the vast majority of the people.

And from this harrowing we can see that although the Normans had picked up the French language (from settling in northern France between 900 and 1066), and French certainly is the vehicle of a high culture full of wine, women, song, poetry, cuisine, beauty and elegance, the Normans themselves remained merely Viking marauders in their hearts, still being to this very day what the Anglo-Saxon Battle of Maldon poem said once of the Vikings: pirates, scavengers and slaughter-wolves.

All the British peoples had to learn bitterly that if you make it, a Norman will take it your land, your crops, your pride, and if possible your wife’s or daughter’s virtue.

It all reminds me exactly of what, over in Eastern Asia, the psychopathic mongol Genghis Khan once said boastfully, giving his own infamous, peculiar definition of pleasure:

The greatest happiness is to scatter your enemy, to drive him before you, to

see his cities reduced to ashes, to ride his horses, to see those who love him

shrouded in tears, and to take to your chest his wives and daughters.


Psychopaths in Power

In the Barnes Review of January-February 2007 my article Psychopaths in History discussed the phenomenon of the large role played by psychopaths in world history.

I showed the latest scientific research on psychopaths, indicating that a shocking four percent or more of the general population may be psychopathic, and I defined that term. I showed that we can now look back on seventy years of hard medical case studies of psychopaths by top doctors and scientists such as Hervey Cleckley of Oxford, Martha Stout of Harvard, and Robert Hare of the University of British Columbia. And their medical findings have been buttressed since the 1990s by extensive physical brain scans of the cerebral tissue of certified psychopaths.

Many of these brain scans have been analyzed by Adrian Raine, Ph.D., an Oxford graduate who was a full professor at the University of Southern California 1994-2007 and is now a professor of criminology and psychiatry at the Ivy League’s University of Pennsylvania.

These reports and brain scans all show that there are monstrous individuals who are born not just with a bad attitude — which of course sometimes can be changed by therapy, by sincere religious conversion, or just by making different friends.

No, psychopaths seem accursed with the gravest and most dangerous physical birth defect possible: They are simply born monsters; they have no conscience or shame; they cannot feel remorse no matter what evil they plumb; and they can derive no happiness from helping others (though they may enjoy getting praise from others for doing something good; many Wall Street buccaneers, for PR reasons, are philanthropists, and so is the infamous Bill Gates).

But what really turns them on is power, and even more, sadistic uses of power; vengeance turns them on; hatred makes them feel alive, and any other intense emotional trip that involves taboos awakens their real lust for life.

For the politically gifted among them, the ultimate high is the organized mass murder called war. This is the reason why Martha Stout’s 2005 bestseller is called The Sociopath Next Door because psychopaths are not all locked up in prison, but instead many are roaming the halls of power, or appearing nightly on TV and twisting the news, or wreaking havoc inside the families around us.

(The Germans have a striking expression: Strassenengel, Hausbengel, translatable perhaps most deftly as Street angel, house devil.)

And according to Stout, these psychopaths are not, as the expression goes, one in a million, in other words, as rare in the population as a Ted Bundy type. (Bundy was the infamous Florida serial killer of college women.) Instead, they represent a staggering four percent or more of the population. So a small city such as my own Pittsburgh, with a 300,000 population, could be infested with as many as twelve thousand full-bore psychopaths.

Some scientists speculate that psychopaths lack proper levels of dopamine, and thus they have no ability to experience stimulation from the simple and decent pleasures which normal persons enjoy, such as a beautiful sunset, petting a dog, making a friend feel better by a compliment, or performing a secret act of kindness for the needy.

No, only the most intense, animalistic and visceral thrills bring psychopaths to life. And the breaking of every moral taboo, such as assaulting the weak, the old or very young ( la Jerrry Sandusky), or thefts, rapes, arson and murder, are the kinds of ultra-intense events that succeed in stimulating their dopamine-poor brains.

All this recalls Nietzsche’s too-little known quotation: The most underrated factor in human history is the flight from sheer boredom.

And it recalls the Colonel Kilgore that was played by Robert Duvall in the Vietnam movie Apocalypse Now: I love the smell of napalm in the morning. Spreading terror from a helicopter gunship on a village, roasting people with jellied gasoline, exerting a godlike power from the sky for a psychopath, what’s not to like?

A traumatic young life

The early life of William the Conqueror (1028-1087) was full of extreme trauma, and such trauma can create a borderline psychopath, called in psychiatry a disadvantaged psychopath. William hardly led the safe and luxurious life of the current British royal children, such as the Prince William we see today, or his brother Harry.

Prince Harry leads an active life.

Duke William (Guillaume) smarted from childhood over being mocked as William the Bastard. His mother was a beautiful French peasant girl, and his noble father, Robert, duke of Normandy, dubbed Robert the Magnificent, saw the fetching wench one day while riding by as she was washing clothes in a stream. In short order Robert the Magnificent got her with child, but never married her, of course, she being a peasant, though a beautiful one. But he did put the bastard son of this union defiantly on the ducal throne in 1035.

Robert the Magnificent, Duke of Normandy and father of The Bastard

William was nearly murdered several times as a child by other nobles, not wishing to see a bastard rule over them, and right in his own bedroom, as a young teen, he saw his manservant killed defending him from assassins with swords. He once had to flee in the pitch of night for his life on horseback, a very dangerous high-speed ride especially if one considers the uneven and rutty roads of that time, with of course no street lighting at all back then, low-hanging branches, etc. William could have been thrown by a stumbling horse and broken his neck at any time. (In our own times, actor Christopher Reeve found out how dangerous horses can be even in the daytime when he was thrown and paralyzed.)

Years of trauma may well have shaped Williams psyche, and it was he who set the tone for Norman rule over England. Life for young William was a jungle of murder attempts on his life, and became a question of winning and living or losing and dying, crushing or being crushed it was about masters and slaves.

I began in 2004 my own voyage into that part of my own ancestry, visiting Normandy, France (Rouen, Omaha Beach, tretat,


……and Caen, William’s capital) to learn all I could about those Normans, the French-speaking Vikings who had transformed England into war-land.

The stupendous castle William built at Caen


As for me, I descend via both parents from Thomas Angell, one of the co-founders in 1636 of the colony of Rhode Island and Providence Plantations (now called State of Rhode Island), growing up in my ancestral Providence, Rhode Island. My distant ancestors were those very Vikings who, after conquering Normandy (“Northman-land”) in northern France, went on to conquer England in 1066 and then settled in Ireland in the 1100s.


Coat of arms of Nogent-le-Rotrou in Normandy


At the Abby for Men (“L’Abbaye des Hommes”), built by William the Conqueror in Caen, Normandy


A relative, Count Laval Nugent, born in Ireland, became a field marshal of Austria and recipient of the highest Austrian medal for valor, the Maria Theresa Order. JdN bears a breathtaking physical resemblance to him in eyes, head shape and nose.

Count Nugent’s castle in Croatia (, bestowed upon him by the Austrian emperor Franz Josef

The Norman-built Castle Nugent in Delvin, County Westmeath, Ireland

From ye olde Angle-land, Anglo-Saxon-land, which had been a mind-its-own-business island floating out in the North Sea, after 1066 it was turned into a land that was always on the attack: against Wales, then Ireland, then Scotland, then France, and eventually attacked every other major country on earth, among them Holland, Germany, Italy, Spain, Denmark, Sweden, Turkey, Russia, India, China, etc., not to mention its own British colonies in America after they sought to keep their original old-English freedoms.

Pride goeth before a fall

In the end, exhausted and bankrupted by two world wars it could never afford against its mighty blood cousin, Germany, England’s power declined sharply in the 1950s. Its splendid isolation was over, and the Sceptered Isle of Shakespeare times became, after the later half of WWII — just as French leader Charles de Gaulle had warned the Norman Winston Churchill (of the Norman Spencer family that also gave us Princess Diana) — the aircraft carrier of the United States.

Admittedly, since the Norman Conquest of 1066, England also has been a land of military valor (Sir Francis Drake defeating the Spanish Armada, Admiral Nelson stopping Napoleon, and the aerial Battle of Britain in 1940), but also of incredible culture (Shakespeare, who in my opinion was likely the Norman earl of Oxford, Edward de Vere), statecraft (the Magna Charta, Elizabeth I, Parliament), science (Sir Isaac Newton, and the Greenwich system of longitude and latitude), to make a very short list of a long list of honors.

But it also has been a country saddled with a government of unparalleled cruelty and treachery toward its very own people, toward white unity in general, and dedicated for centuries to annihilating the white Irish by war and famine, to crushing the white Scots, to aiding the Soviet Bolsheviks in their hour of greatest peril when the fiends were at the point twice of losing to Germany (1918 and 1941), and fighting to subdue both their kindred in America and also their distant German relatives twice (1914-18 and 1939-45) in the original Saxonland.

Dresden, seen in a very early photocrome below, was easily the most beautiful city in Germany before 1945, and had little military use. The Anglo-Saxons of the RAF bombed Dresden, capital of the German Saxons…….killing at least 300,000. (Other estimates say 600,000!). The downtown area has been largely rebuilt in the old style due to the hard work and vision of the German Saxons.

(Disgustingly, American P-51 Mustangs of the US Army Air Force came on the last day and strafed the riverbanks where refugees, many of them hospital patients, had huddled so to kill even more, and gunned down Saxon civilians who had jumped into the Elbe River. They did this after dropping leaflets urging Germans to move to the riverbanks as a safe area.)

The decline of the West was the result.

Londonagainst every true interest of its subject peopleshas waged disastrous wars that have spoiled crucial moments of hope and unity in Western history. Its vile ruling class even destroyed, by going politically correct after WWII, its own vast and magnificent British Empire by the process called decolonialization, which benefited neither the colonies nor Britain, and it let non-whites pour in to terrorize and displace the native British people.

The Norman ruling class gave away after 1945 what British lads and their valor had built up over the centuries, an empire which Adolf Hitler himself, who had fought the British in the trenches in WWI, highly admired and wished to save from the hostile designs of both the US leader Roosevelt and the USSR ruler Stalin.

The flight of Rudolf Hess to Scotland in March 1941 was part and parcel of that unrequited Hitler dream of Anglo-German brotherhood. Already in 1940 Hitler had let 100,000 English soldiers escape from the beaches of Dunkirk, France while his Wehrmacht generals tore their hair out in frustrationmaking a dramatic gesture of peace toward the British people and their government.

But London continued the war under the Norman Churchill (Spencer), showering bombs down on German civilian areas, until cousin Germany was pulverized…. and the British Empire, bankrupted by two world wars, was in hock to Wall Street.

During the 1957 Suez Canal crisis, US president Eisenhower forced Britain to withdraw from Egypt, its last major colony, and the British lion meekly obeyed, the survival of the British pound at stake after Eisenhower threatened to trigger a currency crisis.

Thus a psychopathic ruling class, the Normans, destroyed one of the mightiest nations of all time….its own Britain.

The Normans bring in the Jews

Above all, I can never forget or forgive this about the Normans: that it was they who brought the Jews into England. They shipped them in from Normandy to tax the previously Jew-free English with grinding fees into despair and poverty, all to raise money for countless imperial Norman projects that involved sending Englands hardy Anglo-Saxon peasants overseas into foreign wars to die for their foreign aristocrats.

And then, as we saw clearly with Rhodesia, London ordered those same doughty Englishmen to turn their flourishing, Brit-run colony right back over to Stone Age Africans, and indeed turn it over to the very worst among them, to the infamous Robert Mugabe and his illiterate tribesmen.

Why is English history, over and over, in effect so anti-English?

The Jews were indeed expelled in 1290 by the Norman king Edward I (but Longshanks — he was six-foot-three – took action only after decades of public uproar over both their usury and repeated acts of child ritual murder). However, some Jews stayed behind. Judaism was not being racially defined then, and by the simple act of converting, by oath, to Christianity and going to church a few times (AS IN SPAIN UNTIL THE INQUISITION CAME ALONG) the Jew could stay.

Longshanks as depicted on a wall in Westminster Abbey, which is a royal peculiar, meaning a church directly under the king, not a bishop.

Edward Longshanks, played unforgettably in Mel Gibson’s movie “Braveheart ” by Patrick McGoohan. Longshanks had the gay lover of his son, the heir to the throne, thrown out a castle window.

Near this infamous “Jew’s House,” of course a rich person’s house, the body of Little Hugh of Lincoln was found, his blood drained out. This was one of many such discoveries over the decades that, despite the bribing by Jews of many a sheriff, finally led to such violent outrage that King Edward I expelled the Jews (who would not convert) from England in 1290.Only the finest mansion for a child torturer and killer… Until Longshanks, Jews always bought off the sheriff.

A Catholic website has a reliable account of the murder:

St. Hugh


St. Hugh was the son of a poor woman of Lincoln named Beatrice; born about 1246; died in 1255. The Jews of Lincoln are said to have crucified him, his body, bearing the marks of crucifixion, being found some days after his death, at the bottom of a well belonging to a Jew named Copin.

Copin was accused of having enticed the child into his house. A large number of Jews were gathered together, and they are said to have tortured the child, to have scourged and crowned him with thorns, and crucified him in mockery of Christ’s death. The story goes on to say that the earth refusing to cover Hugh’s body, it was cast into a well.

Some time after the child had been missed, his playfellows told his mother how they had seen him follow the Jew. On going to Copin’s house, she discovered the body. Copin was accused of murder, confessed the crime when threatened with death, and stated that it

was a Jewish custom to crucify a boy once a year.

Miracles were said to have been wrought at the child’s tomb, and the canons of Lincoln translated the body from the church of the parish to which Hugh belonged, and buried it in great state in the cathedral. Copin was put to a cruel death and eighteen Jews were hanged at Lincoln, while about ninety were imprisoned in London. These were found guilty and condemned to death, but they were released on the payment of a large fine.

The martyrdom of St. Hugh became a very popular subject for the ballad poetry of the Middle Ages, and we find a reference to it in Chaucer’s “Prioresses Tale”. …. The feast of “Little Hugh” was held on 27 July.

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Other Jews merely crossed the border into nearby Scotland, then still independent. When Scotland became part of Britain after 1603, the Scottish Jews were right back in.

By 1694, 400 years after the Expulsion, the Jews were so firmly back in the saddle, having also come back from Holland as illegal immigrants in the 1680s, one by one, family by family, on ships, that they then could then found and control the Bank of England. As Lord Rothschild (Mayer Amschel Bauer Rothschild) infamously said: Give me control of a nations currency and I care not who makes its laws.

Interestingly, the Human Genome Project (HGP) has been shedding light on both Norman and Jewish genes as they moved into England. The HGP has been mapping all the genes of the human races as they spread out over the world (starting with the genes of scientist Craig Venter and Nobel Laureate James Watson of DNA fame). One can clearly see the Norwegian (Norman) gene R1b1b2a1a1d moving from southern Norway down to Rouen, in Normandy, France, and then going up across the English Channel and into the eastern half of England.

One can also see the Jewish gene, the so-called Ashkenazi-Norman gene, labeled R1b1b2a1a4, on the move, a gene nicknamed Ivanhoe, evidently after Sir Walter Scotts judeophilic novel.

This gene came from western Ukraine to the Baltic, through Germany and stopped at Rouen, Normandy, France, before moving to the northern half of England and into Scotland.

As a result of these genes and their bearers, from 1066 on, English history changed, and not just in calling swineflesh by the French word pork. It became a land, as Shakespeare wrote, of a pound of flesh….. rule by usurers.

The Normans did make England, a little island, into an incredibly powerful country that has changed the whole world. It is no surprise that these ruthless descendants of the Vikings transformed once-agricultural England into a supreme naval power. (The USA, the principal offshoot of Norman Britain, has continued this massive naval power.)

The Brits also have a will to win that the Normans gave them, and that has made them a valiant and conquering race. May Britain overthrow its corrupt Normans and Jews; may the infinite valor and genius of that island realm be put to use soon for the salvation of the West, and may a new blood-brotherhood be reborn with their cousins in the original Saxon homeland, Germany. Those genes gave the fearless, steady, honest, innovative Anglo-Saxons so much that is superlative in the mighty Saxon race.





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Ian Lancaster Fleming (1908-1964)

The Normans were French nobility that were not just from Normandy. Often adventuresome (or desperate) second and third sons who stood to inherit nothing under the feudal laws of primogeniture that had been instituted by Charlemagne, king of the Franks and of most of France, Germany, Italy and much of Spain, the invaders of 1066 also came from other parts of France, from Keltic Brittany (a French peninsula of pink granite cliffs peopled by descendants of Welshmen and Cornish who had fled the Anglo-Saxons centuries before) and there were many Flemings (from what is now the northern and Dutch-speaking part of Belgium, called Flanders).

And that is why people named Fleming are called Normans — in the one sense that they came over with, fought under, won alongside and got their plunder from the Norman William the Bastard, and the common language of the 7,000 invading knights and warlords at Hastings in October 1066 was French.
Ian Fleming’s mother was Evelyn St. Croix Rose, a triple Norman name, and his father, Valentine Fleming, was, says Wikipedia directly, a descendant of William the Conqueror.
In 1914, Valentine Fleming joined “C” Squadron, Queen’s Own Oxfordshire Hussars, rising to the rank of major.From combat in France he wrote about the horrors of World War I to his close friend and fellow Norman, Winston Spencer Churchill, that same year. The following is an excerpt:
Imagine a broad belt [of land], ten miles or so in width, stretching from the Channel to the German frontier near Basel, which is positively littered with the bodies of men…in which farms, villages, and cottages are shapeless heaps of blackened masonry; in which fields, roads and trees are pitted and torn and twisted by [artillery] shells…
Fleming was killed by German shelling in the Gillemont Farm area, in Picardy, France on May 20, 1917. For his service, Valentine was posthumously awarded the DSO, the Distinguished Service Order, his obituary written by his chum Churchill.
After Valentine’s death, widow Evelyn inherited his large estate in trust, making her very wealthy. However, the trust stipulated that she would be cut off should she ever re-marry which virtually guaranteed that she would remain forever Valentine’s widow, regardless of other loves (and she had them) or circumstances (which did stay affluent).
Son Ian attended the upper-class school Eton and then the Royal Military Academy at Sandhurst. This was a man who, as we Americans would say, was stamping his ticket, i.e. doing all the right things for his career. He learned to speak fluent French, German and Russian as well as, of course, BBC English. He then had both a military and intelligence career in WWII, and thereafter began writing espionage novels for a
character he called James Bond, Bond being yet another Norman name.
These fascinated, among millions of others, John, Robert and Jackie Kennedy and also the Italian Broccoli family, yes, the inventors of that hybrid vegetable, who became in the 1960s the producers of the James Bond films.
Was this upper-cruster Fleming also a closet antisemite? The major New York Jewish newspaper Forward thought so. In Bonds Semitic Villains (November 24, 2006), Jewish reporter Robert F. Moss first notes that the newest actor playing the James Bond character, Daniel Craig, is blond-haired, tut-tut. (Some other Jewish-influenced media mocked the fair-haired Craig as James Blond.)
Daniel Craig outraged Jewish Hollywood — until the money began rolling in — by being James Blond.
]Moss then launches his expos of the long-dead closet antisemite Ian Fleming:
Most of the 13 original Bond books made a point of disparaging Jews, a feature
that was purged from the film versions. Casino Royale, published in 1953,
kicked off the Bond series, establishing most of Flemings trademark devices,
among them a grotesque criminal nemesis for 007. In Casino Royale, the
monster is Le Chiffre, a major Soviet operative. Like all Fleming villains, he is a racial hybrid, a mixture of  Mediterranean with Prussian or Polish strains, and has large lobes, indicating some Jewish blood.
Goldfinger, possibly Flemings most famous villain, is only suspected of having Jewish ancestry, but his fierce obsession with gold pretty much erases any doubt. [Editor: as does the name.]
Ernst Stavro Blofeld (On Her Majestys Secret Service) was supposedly baptized, but he has a Semitic-sounding name and a set of those telltale enlarged lobes. Even when Flemings Jews are not sinister or demonic, they are confined to only a few avarice-driven professions, like banking and diamond dealing.
Except for the kindly Dr. Stengel (in Thunderball), a German Jewish refugee, they are barred [in Fleming 007 novels] from medicine, science, law and journalism, to say nothing of the fraternity of valiant, selfless civil servants like Bond….
Physically, Flemings Jewish men are always repellent, fat creatures with black hairy bodies. Jewish women are almost completely omitted.
In Dr. No, a character who clearly speaks for Fleming sums up Jamaicas 450-year-old Portuguese-Jewish community as an enclave of rich, frivolous snobs who spend too much of their fortune on… fine houses and fill the social column in The Gleaner, which is Jamaicas leading newspaper. [Jamaica is where Fleming spent his final years.]
My opinion, based on the above expos by Moss is that every James Bond novel may be an Ian Fleming antisemitic fantasy. An Aryan superman saves the world by taking out Jewish mega-billionaires……

…..That James Bond accent

I recall an article in the Washington Post years ago noting that a K Street law firm would be sure to hire any attractive woman as a receptionist provided she had an upper-class British accent. It went so well with the fox-hunting scenes on the wall…..
(…not so well with the various Goldbergs and Silversteins working there…)
And I recall a Jewish expression: think Yiddish and dress British.
Both refer to a matchless, confident, aristocratic British style that forces admiration and fascination even from real anglophobes, and was exemplified by Roger Moore, the baritone-voiced British actor who played James Bond in the 1970s.
The modern men’s suit is British, it has not changed much in 90 years, and it reflects the overthrow of the gaudier French style of men’s attire in favor of the understated British elegance. While it was Louis XIV, the French Sun King himself, who during his 72- year reign and while building the Palace of Versailles, first began promoting the wearing of coats, pants and vests instead of cloaks and pantaloons. But it was the English Civil War and the victor of off-with-his-royal-head Cromwell and his dour Puritans that sealed the victory of the gentleman who put gaudy things behind him, and banished gay colors to the women’s wardrobe. The Puritans themselves were often descendants of second and third sons of the Norman aristocracy, called gentry (a kind of lower nobility) if they kept their fortunes.
The men’s suit today is defined by London’s Savile Row tailors, tailor being a Norman word (tailleur in Modern French), and Savile is also Norman, although pronounced English-style like saddle, not the French Sah-VEEL.
Sean Connery as James Bond in a three-piece suit by Henry Herbert-Tailors of Savile Row
Men’s suits have barely changed since the 1930s. Hitler and Roosevelt, if they gave comeback speeches in 2009, would still be dressed properly today in their wardrobes of then. (Hitler adored Edwardian double-breasted jackets, named for Queen Victoria’s son and heir to the throne, King Edward VII, 1901-1910.)
Adolf Hitler in World War One admired the British while fighting them, adopted and adored an English terrier that had crossed the lines, named “Foxy,” grew a wide English-style mustache (which he later on trimmed back, unfortunately, to the toothbrush style), drank tea, and wore Edwardian jackets on all purely social occasions. He also let the entire British Expeditionary Force (100,000 men) escape at Dunkirk in 1940 and, many say including Leon Degrelle, secretly gave his hearty blessing to Rudolf Hess’ perilous peace mission to Britain in 1941, which he denounced after it failed.
The British accent is another aspect of upper-class style that sounds, typically, both insufferably haughty and amazingly elegant. (My English grandfather John Thomas Coldwell had his British accent beaten out of him as a Little Lord Fauntleroy accent — by the American boys when he arrived in Rhode Island, in New England, America in the early 1900s. From then on he had an also attractive Yankee accent, which by the
way also dropped the r’s.)
Called properly the Received Pronunciation, it developed in the later 1800s (thus, well after American had separated from England in 1776) at upper-class boarding schools such as Winchester, Eton, Harrow and Rugby, and at the great universities of Oxford and Cambridge. It was based on the local accents of the south-east Midlands, that is, London, Oxford and Cambridge. Actually, only about two percent of the residents of the United Kingdom speak this way, but via James Bond films and the Queen herself, and
the British Broadcasting Corporation (the BBC), it has spread around the world as a symbol of Rule, Britannia. Lord Reith, the first general manager of the BBC, adopted it in 1922 as a broadcasting standard – the term BBC English.
Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson speak veddy British in this….

Ironically, it was during WWII that the BBC first began scaling back its use of the Received Pronunciation, and using more of the regional accents. The Germans were making skilled propaganda broadcasts to England during the war, using both Germans and the pro-German Briton William Joyce (whom the BBC ridiculously and unfairly called Lord Haw Haw), and only in the British accent. So if you heard an impeccable British accent on the radio during the war, it was probably the supposedly dreadful Nazis. However, since the prime ministership of Yorkshireman Harold Wilson (1964-70 and 1974-76), the tendency has been to see the accent as overly stuffed shirt (as we Americans would say) and regional accents are heard constantly
on radio and TV these days.
In reality, the accent is artificial, and in my opinion as a linguist may well reflect the British aristocracy’s millennial hate-love-contempt-admiration for the French, and an imitation of their stylistic obsessions. In the 1600s the Acadmie Franaise had resolved to clean up the pronunciation of French at the court of Versailles, to make it more elegant, and thus, the king approving, by royal fiat many sounds then in use were banned, especially certain nasal and short vowels. The aristocracy and then the French middle class, the bourgeoisie, being social climbers, then copied the new-and-improved and truly more elegant pronunciation., which today we would call Parisian.
(These sounds live on, however, in Canadian Quebec French. The French like the Quebeckers very much, as their country cousins, but find their accent which remains somewhat stuck in the 1600s somewhat peasant-ish, bizarre and medieval-sounding. Their Anglo-Canadian compatriots in turn often exclaim, after hearing Parisian French and then what the Quebeckers speak: The Quebeckers don’t even speak real French! But actually, they do; they speak medieval French, just as Americans speak an offshoot of medieval English. It is the French and the British themselves that have moved on, inventing new and more elegant accents for the further glory of their upper classes…..)
The Received Pronunciation that evolved in the 1800s, and in fact shortly after the Napoleonic period, may well represent a discreet desire by the Anglo-Norman aristocracy to copy France the ancient and resented homeland by having a truly prestigious and also unified, national, standardized accent. (It is, strangely and yet logically, the Los Angeles television broadcasting accent that fills the role of high-prestige accent here in the United States, and is called General American Pronunciation. It is the broadcasting standard heard in news anchors from Mobile, Alabama to Boston, Massachusetts and Seattle, Washington.)
In fact, one goal of the British Received Pronunciation (the RP) was to be so standardized that no one could tell from what part of England one hails. Unfortunately, very few Brits use this accent, and what it now means is not standardization, but that one is an upper-class Brit — or Sean Connery, Roger Moore, Pierce Brosnan or Daniel Craig, playing the ruthless Norman James Bond.


…..England’s Jewish Aristocracy


June 6, 2009

by Henry Makow Ph.D. [a Canadian Jew, actually]

Did you know that Simon Cowell, the acerbic judge on American Idol, is half-Jewish?

British Jews keep a low profile but they are extremely influential. Similarly, it is hardly known that the British aristocracy largely is half-Jewish too, and that, in the words of L.G. Pine, Editor of Burke’s Peerage, “the Jews have made themselves so closely connected with the British peerage that the two classes are unlikely to suffer loss which is not mutual.” (219)

This is confirmed by British social critic Hilaire Belloc who described the British Empire as a partnership between Jewish finance and the British aristocracy.

“After Waterloo [1815] London became the money market and the clearing house of the world. The interests of the Jew as a financial dealer and the interests of this great commercial polity approximated more and more. One may say that by the last third of the nineteenth century, they had become virtually identical.” (“The Jews” 1922)

In the next few articles, I am going to explore the thesis that the British Empire was a Masonic proxy, and that British & American imperialism derived its moxie from the perverse desire of Cabalist bankers to own and control everything. The Illuminati bankers (i.e. the “Crown”) colonized England & the US as well as the world. The “Jewish Conspiracy” WAS the British Empire, but now it is repackaged as the New World Order. Of course, now it encompasses everyone with a stake in “globalism.”

Before I commence this heavy lifting, it being the weekend, I want to regale you with Pine’s amusing account of “Jewish infiltration into the aristocracy.” ( “The Anglo Jewish Peerage” in “Tales of the British Aristocracy” 1956, pp. 217-223.)

Pine is outspoken in a way few people are today. He says that for every Rothschild or Disraeli, there were “10 cases of Jewish connection which are now forgotten. The reason is that in many cases “Jewish origin is concealed.” (218)

The marriage of Jewish finance and British aristocracy took place literally. Spendthrift gentry married the daughters of rich Jews.

Pine is scornful of the British aristocracy: “A man is not usually thought the more of, because he has married a woman for her money…An ancient estate is likely to be sold unless some large sums are found. The sums are found from marriage with a Jewish heiress…”

An outstanding example is the marriage of the 5th Earl of Roseberry who married the only daughter and heiress of Baron Mayer de Rothschild and later became Prime Minister. “She stayed in the Jewish religion but her children were educated as Christians…The alliances between Jewish ladies and British lords are mostly of this type, the wife providing large sums…while the aristocrat has the title and ancient estate. The children are able to look back upon a varied bag of ancestors.”

Pine obviously does not approve of these parvenus:

“There can be no question that the British Peerage is now very much diluted with Jewish blood and has many connections among its most ancient and august families with those who only a few generations ago were inhabitants of the Ghetto.”

But he opines that England’s enfeebled elite may need this protection from the “forces of revolution”:

“The power of money is very great and as almost every liberal newspaper is under Jewish influence it follows that the forces of revolution when directed against the peers are likely to meet with as determined an opposition from the Jewish kinfolk of the aristocracy…”

L.G. Pine needn’t worry about the “forces of revolution” since they were created by Jewish finance to concentrate power and wealth in their own hands. This will find its apogee in the New World Order.


The “Jewish Conspiracy” may indeed be the British Empire, and the “Jews” may in fact be the Masonic British aristocracy who regard themselves as Jews, and often are. They consider themselves one of the lost tribes of Israel, the real “Chosen People.” The word “Brit” apparently derives from the Hebrew for “pact” or “covenant” ( i.e. the Jewish Covenant with God.) Members of the British royal family are circumcised by a Jewish mohel.

All I can say is, the Tribe is not what I thought!


…..the amazing nose of “Prince William”

With the opening of the twentieth century, those of the great territorial English families in which there was no Jewish blood were the exception.

In nearly all of them the strain was more or less marked, in some of them so strong that though the name was still English and the tradition that of a purely English lineage of the long past, the physique and character had become wholly Jewish and the members of the family were taken for Jews whenever they traveled in countries where the gentry had not yet suffered or enjoyed this mixture.

(H. Belloc, The Jews)


…as a boy……me zeroing in with a photo software program….


…as a helicopter pilot….note the “6” shape of the proboscis, whereas northern Europeans have a “4” shape.


a close-up


Kate is a black-haired, dark-eyed Jewess herself…..

Scroll down halfway here (and please ignore the photos the Jews have hacked out):


…..A Norman who redeemed his class

Robert William Service of England, Scotland and Canada, later called “the Bard of the Yukon,” was the most popular poet of the twentieth century. (



You can really see the Old Norse-Scandinavian features on his face.

Service was criticized because his poetry ( was not obscure enough. ;-) Its meaning was too plain, the critics said, as with Rudyard Kipling. Service said humbly in reply that he wrote verse, not poetry, and wanted to compose things the man on the street, or a housewife, could remember, recite and benefit from. Having seen the horrors of World War One, he wrote this great poem about war, and it is a fitting conclusion to my essay. A mother is asking her adult son about his nightmares.


“There’s something in your face, Michael, I’ve seen it all the day;
There’s something quare that wasn’t there when first ye wint away. . . .”

“It’s just the Army life, mother, the drill, the left and right,
That puts the stiffinin’ in yer spine and locks yer jaw up tight. . . .”

“There’s something in your eyes, Michael, an’ how they stare and stare–
You’re lookin’ at me now, me boy, as if I wasn’t there. . . .”

“It’s just the things I’ve seen, mother, the sights that come and come,
A bit o’ broken, bloody pulp that used to be a chum. . . .”

“There’s something on your heart, Michael, that makes ye wake at night,
And often when I hear ye moan, I trimble in me fright. . . .”

“It’s just a man I killed, mother, a mother’s son like me;
It seems he’s always hauntin’ me, he’ll never let me be. . . .”

“But maybe he was bad, Michael, maybe it was right
To kill the inimy you hate in fair and honest fight. . . .”

“I did not hate at all, mother; he never did me harm;
I think he was a lad like me, who worked upon a farm. . . .”

“And what’s it all about, Michael; why did you have to go,
A quiet, peaceful lad like you, and we were happy so? . . .”

“It’s thim that’s up above, mother, it’s thim that sits an’ rules;
We’ve got to fight the wars they make, it’s us as are the fools. . . .”

“And what will be the end, Michael, and what’s the use, I say,
Of fightin’ if whoever wins it’s us that’s got to pay? . . .”

“Oh, it will be the end, mother, when lads like him and me,
That sweat to feed the ones above, decide that we’ll be free. . . .”

“And when will that day come, Michael, and when will fightin’ cease,
And simple folks may till their soil and live and love in peace? . . .”

“It’s coming soon and soon, mother, it’s nearer every day,
When only men who work and sweat will have a word to say;
When all who earn their honest bread in every land and soil
Will claim the Brotherhood of Man, the Comradeship of Toil;
When we, the Workers, all demand: ‘What are we fighting for?’ . . .
Then, then we’ll end that stupid crime, that devil’s madness–War.”

Canadian soldier’s body, found in a trench in World War One. Bodies rotted away and the rats got to them.

Canadian soldier

My own great-uncle, Herbert Dodge, was gassed, and spoke with a croak for the rest of his life. I asked him once Why did we fight the war? He answered in his croak: John, President Wilson told us to hate the Germans, save the world for democracy, and if we fought over there, it would be the war to end all wars. And he chuckled. It was the first time I ever heard a patriotic American blast our “leaders,” and it made me think.

In 1917 the Americans were lured into the bloodshed, and 100,000 of our boys died in misery. It led only to communism and to World War Two. When will our soldiers, sailors, airmen and marines stop dying in Jewish-planned wars?

Automaker Henry Ford ( was so sickened by the continuing bloodshed that he booked a whole ocean liner in 1916, full of concerned and influential Americans, to sail over to Europe and urge our white European cousins to end the slaughter in the trenches.

In 1916 Ford led an ill-fated mission to stop the slaughter of World War I. He assembled a disparate coalition of clergymen, writers, politicians,pacifists, and businessmen, chartered the Norwegian ocean liner Oscar II and sailed for Europe in hopes of inspiring the neutral powers to mediate a peace treaty. His coalition squabbled among themselves, and the forces for war proved too strong. Ford returned to America a somewhat discouraged but wiser man. He never lost his distaste for foreign wars, however, and spoke out against them and the hidden forces that foment them in no uncertain terms.

Ford, his grandson and a Model-T


Mme. Rosika Schwimmer, one of the leaders of the Peace Ship project, was a Jewish diplomat and pacifist who, according to Ford, was more intelligent than all of the others aboard the ship put together. She tells the story of her first meeting with Ford, where he said I know who started this war the German-Jewish bankers. As he slapped some papers hidden in pocket of his coat, he said, I have the evidence here facts! I cant give them out yet because I havent got them all. Ill have them soon!

In an interview with a New York Times reporter on Christmas, 1921, Ford gave some further insight into his education in the ways of the world while he was on the Peace Ship. It was the Jews themselves who convinced me of the direct relationship between the international Jew and war. In fact, they went out of their way to convince me. On the peace ship were two very prominent Jews. We had not been at sea 200 miles before they began telling me of the power of the Jewish race, of how they controlled the world through their control of gold, and that the Jew and no one but the Jew could end the war. I was reluctant to believe it but they went into detail to convince me of the means by which the Jews controlled the war, how they had the money, how they had cornered all the basic materials needed to fight the war and all that, and they talked so long and so well that they convinced me. They said, and they believed, that the Jews started the war, that they would continue it as long as they wished, and that until the Jew stopped the war it could not be stopped. I was so disgusted I would have liked to turn the ship back.

…..Addendum of March 15, 2014

John Starchild Morrissey Do you have a link to the video where you were talking about White mummies etc.? You pulled out the guns, cocked, LOL — that one.
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John D. Nugent To John Starchild Morrissey:

Here you go:

HOSTILE, LYING VIDEO BY DISCOVERY CHANNEL: A Discovery Channel program from February 2010 contradicting two earlier Discovery Channel documentaries (Homicide at Kennewick and Ice Age Columbus). Four hostile non-whites show up, and sit within three feet of me, having no bodyguards on such short notice. This explain the pistols. The British, half-Jewish, bisexual host, Olly Steeds, ridicules the scientific fact (proven by skeletons, tools, weapons and carbon dating) that whites came to the Americas thousands of years before the Amerindians and attacks me as a dangerous man.


Four hours of interview with JdN are edited down to four hostile minutes. But after the Alan Colmes show the Jews do not like to do live shows with me which they cannot edit afterward.

February 24, 2010 Discovery Channel hatchet job on me:


…..Horrible persecution of WNs in Britain

A WN wrote me:

Hi, John. I friend recommended you a young man called J[…]. He’s a 25-year-old Englishman of Irish ancestry (dark eyes, red hair), living on his own in London. The shrinks have been persecuting him for his views and are trying to keep him out of society, so he’s stuck alone in his flat almost constantly. He’s very well educated about theosophy, ariosophy and Aryan mysticism. I think you might get on very well with him.

Hi, Thanks for this, and I just friended him!
12 minutes ago
Brit WN: Did you have an interesting conversation with him?

JdN: We had a brief exchange.

Brit WN:
He’s very into Aryan Mysticism. They’ve been trying to section him [declare him mentally ill and dangerous] and forced him to have a blood sample taken. He said it felt horrific having his clean Aryan blood being forcibly withdrawn by a negro immigrant against his will.

JdN: He should get on Skype, and I would talk with him

Brit WN:
I’ll ask him if he has Skype. Yeah when he was 14 he took drugs or something and now they’re using that as an excuse to try and section him because of his political beliefs.

Every day a compulsory “care in the community” team made up of Black nurses from Africa comes round to his flat [ = apartment] to interview him and force him to take pills. Whenever they find an excuse they put him into a mental institution for two weeks. That’s what happens in the UK when you talk about your White Nationalist beliefs at work!

JdN: OMG………….

Brit WN:
They even came after me once, but couldn’t do anything because I had no history of mental illness.

John, he’s not even allowed to work! The council have said that they are going to pay him what he would normally be earning just to sit at home doing nothing. They say it’s for his “own safety,” but really they’re doing it deliberately to keep him isolated, so that he ends up going out of his mind!

JdN: ….and kills himself. In America you can get a gun and shoot yourself, but in Britain you just step in front of a train or bus.

london-england-red-city-bus-london-bridgeWell, do tell J to contact me!!! He sounds like a fine Aryan.

Brit WN: Oh yes, he is. But I think he’s going a little bit crazy. The combination of being isolated and all the psychotropic pills they’re forcing him to take are taking their toll! I think he just needs other White Nationalists to talk to.

Yeah, in today’s Britain the police are allowed to carry machine guns, but it’s a criminal offense for a member of the public to own pepper spray.

The minimum sentence for carrying pepper spray in public in the United Kingdom is five years. If you’re found with one in your home it’s a minimum sentence of 18 months in prison.
Without your 2nd Amendment you’d probably be in the exact same position.
JdN: Un-frigging-believable. Every ANIMAL in God’s creation is allowed to use his little teeth or claws to defend himself! But humans must be kept totally defenseless against the power of ZOG!
Brit WN: Definitely, not even knives are allowed. Every time I venture out with protection I have to go with my fishing kit, just to have an excuse to carry a knife.
JdN: OMG… the once proud Anglo-Saxon race!
Brit WN: The regime’s masked thugs are allowed to attack us and mock us with impunity, the regime’s socialites are allowed to defraud us, but the regime’s White subjects are forbidden even from carrying non-lethal weapons while the regime harasses them and imprisons them for daring to criticise their own genocide!
JdN: It is all about our own COWARDICE.


…..About cowardice today

John de Nugent Presidential Video 4A


American Dr. James Watson, Nobel Laureate who co-discovered DNA and ran the top genetics laboratory in the USA, says black intelligence different from white. British police then announce criminal investigation of Watson.

Two Britons arrested by US Homeland Security in Los Angeles for free speech about racial troubles in Britain when they apply for political asylum here.

Pre-judice means pre-judging; Dr. Watson caves in, cravenly apologizes, and recants the truths he had spoken and is fired anyway from his own laboratory


…..The continuing horrors of the Norman Conquest, which brought in the Jews and their money stranglehold

The Normans: Englands Blessing and Curse

[This is an abridged version of my long 2009 essay on the Normans found here: NORMANS Dec 12 2009]

After that came out three years ago, an English comrade wrote me:

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It was a few weeks ago when you sent me the PDF regarding the Norman invasion, occupation, genocide and transformation of Anglo-Saxon England, and I thought I would thank you very much for doing so. The article was well written and, most importantly, balanced.

From reading the pdf I can tell that you feel empathy with what happened to our Saxon ancestors, I know you carry the name of a Norman but no doubt you are of Saxon blood.

Our family castle in County Westmeath, Ireland. (The Nugents moved to Eire after 1160.)


Yours truly with dog Spike in 2010, who looked like an English spaniel but that day, I decided, should try being a Doberman ;-)

And as you said, John, the Normans had Viking blood, other Vikings settled in England during various invasions, and in fact the original Germanic tribes that invaded England were from a similar area anyway.


I was pleased to see you mention the Jews who did indeed first settle in England in 1066. I was also shocked to discover the death toll of the Harrowing of the North could be as high as 100,000. This I found truly shocking.


….. An English comrade with the “Englisc Resistance” (for the ethnic English folk) wrote me (on February 23, 2014)

Greetings John, I read your article on the Norman conquest recently and greatly enjoyed it, as for one, it is rare to find a piece on them in such a vein. I thought you might find the cover picture on this page of interest duly. We held this demo on holocaust day at the Tower of London. Best Wishes. S.

Banner: Remembering the Holocaust that was the Norman Conquest. Its legacy still affects us today.


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…..Map of the Day: Where the Brits never invaded |

The British Empire used to be pretty darned big. It was said that the sun never set on England (and it still might not).

A new map is making the rounds that shows the places where the British have invaded. Of the nearly 200 countries out there, the Brits have invaded all but 22. That is just about 90% of all countries!

Mongolia, the Ivory Coast, Bolivia and Sweden are among the selective group of making it to 2013 without a British invasion. Here is the map showing where (pink) the British have invaded.






The great Rudyard Kipling (photo) poem about the common British lads who fight the wars for the British Jews



I went into a public-‘ouse to get a pint o’ beer,
The publican ‘e up an’ sez, “We serve no red-coats here.”
The girls be’ind the bar they laughed an’ giggled, fit to die,
I outs into the street again an’ to myself sez I:

O it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Tommy, go away”;
But it’s “Thank you, Mister Atkins”, when the band begins to play,
The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play,
O it’s “Thank you, Mister Atkins”, when the band begins to play.

I went into a theatre as sober as could be,
They gave a drunk civilian room, but ‘adn’t none for me;
They sent me to the gallery or round the music-‘alls,
But when it comes to fightin’, Lord! they’ll shove me in the stalls!
For it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Tommy, wait outside”;
But it’s “Special train for Atkins” when the trooper’s on the tide,
The troopship’s on the tide, my boys, the troopship’s on the tide,
O it’s “Special train for Atkins” when the trooper’s on the tide.

Yes, makin’ mock o’ uniforms that guard you while you sleep
Is cheaper than them uniforms, an’ they’re starvation cheap;
An’ hustlin’ drunken soldiers when they’re goin’ large a bit
Is five times better business than paradin’ in full kit.
Then it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Tommy, ‘ow’s yer soul?”
But it’s “Thin red line of ‘eroes” when the drums begin to roll,
The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to roll,
O it’s “Thin red line of ‘eroes” when the drums begin to roll.

My own ancestors served in the Coldstream Guards, founded in 1650 (, who protect Windsor Palace and fight at the front.


We aren’t no thin red ‘eroes, nor we aren’t no blackguards too,
But single men in barracks, most remarkable like you;
An’ if sometimes our conduck isn’t all your fancy paints,
Why, single men in barricks don’t grow into plaster saints;
While it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Tommy, fall be’ind”,
But it’s “Please to walk in front, sir”, when there’s trouble in the wind,
There’s trouble in the wind, my boys, there’s trouble in the wind,
O it’s “Please to walk in front, sir”, when there’s trouble in the wind.

You talk o’ better food for us, an’ schools, an’ fires, an’ all:
We’ll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational.
Don’t mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to our face
The Widow’s Uniform is not the soldier-man’s disgrace.
For it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Chuck him out, the brute!”

But it’s “Saviour of ‘is country” when the guns begin to shoot;

An’ it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ anything you please;
An’ Tommy ain’t a bloomin’ fool — you bet that Tommy sees!

Rudyard Kipling

…..BBC 2015 documentary on Winston Churchill

Though relentlessly left-wing, the documentary shows Churchill, a Norman through and through, was profoundly unpopular with working Brits, did not care at all for their welfare, and never would have become prime minister without the war, and was obsessed with hatred for Hitler and did nothing for Britain 1940-5 except run the war. He was also literally drunk (exactly as Hitler said) during some of his most important speeches (such as the June 1940 “We shall fight on the beaches ” oration, which one hears in the original in this documentary, and the man sounded then and sounds now absolutely inebriated.) Several scenes show mobs attacking his car and booing him.


Winston the probable homosexual:


Churchill yet another upper-class homosexual?

12/15/2015 //

Yet another reason to loathe this disgusting swine!   The arrogant little brat…

…..An American Norman and prosecutor fights the Jewspapers and convicts a Jewish murderer

Hugh Dorsey

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Hugh Dorsey
62nd Governor of Georgia
In office
June 30, 1917 – June 25, 1921
Preceded by Nathaniel E. Harris
Succeeded by Thomas W. Hardwick
Personal details
Born July 10, 1871
Fayetteville, Georgia
Died June 11, 1948 (aged 76)
Resting place Westview Cemetery
Political party Democratic
Spouse(s) Adair Wilkinson
Alma mater University of Georgia
Occupation Lawyer
Religion Methodist

Hugh Manson Dorsey (July 10, 1871 – June 11, 1948) was an American lawyer who was notable as the prosecuting attorney in the Leo Frank trial of 1913. He was also a politician, a member of the Democratic Party who was twice elected as the Governor of Georgia (1917–1921), and jurist, who served for more than a decade as a superior court judge (1935–1948) in Atlanta.



Early life and education[edit]

Hugh Dorsey was born in Fayetteville, Georgia in 1871.[1] At the age of 8, he moved with his family in 1879 to Atlanta, which was growing rapidly and had more economic opportunity.[citation needed] His father was an attorney there.[1]

Dorsey graduated from the University of Georgia in 1893.[1] After studying law at the University of Virginia, Dorsey joined his father’s law firm in Atlanta in 1895. [2]

Marriage and family[edit]

Dorsey married Adair Wilkinson and had two children.[1] Dorsey’s sister, Sarah, married Luther Rosser Jr., son of attorney Luther Rosser, who was chief counsel defending Leo Frank at trial and subsequent appeals.[3]



After working for several years with his father, in 1910 Dorsey was appointed solicitor general of the Atlanta Judicial Circuit.[1] He was a member of the Democratic Party,[4] as were most established Whites in the South after Reconstruction. In 1913, Dorsey was prosecuting attorney (serving as the solicitor general of the Fulton County Superior Court)[5] at the trial of Leo Frank, who was indicted for the murder of young factory worker Mary Phagan.


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Achieving conviction amid intense media coverage, Dorsey became famous.[1] Frank, a Jewish northerner from Brooklyn, was eventually lynched by a mob [wrong] two months after Governor John Slaton commuted his death sentence to life in prison.


Dorsey’s victory in the Frank-Phagan case contributed to his political popularity and being elected for two consecutive two-year terms as the Governor of Georgia from 1917 to 1921.[4]

Later he ran for the U.S. Senate but was defeated.[1] Dorsey served as a superior court judge in Atlanta from 1935 until his death in 1948.

He is buried in Westview Cemetery in Atlanta.[1]

In popular culture[edit]

Over the decades, the dramatic story of Frank’s trial and lynching (after his death sentence was commuted) was adapted into many forms. He is seen in the 1964 fiction Profiles in Courage and 1988 TV-miniseries The Murder of Mary Phagan, where Dorsey was portrayed by the actor. Richard Jordan, and in the Broadway musical Parade, where he was portrayed in the original cast by Herndon Lackey.


  1. ^ Jump up to:a b c d e f g h Stallings, Patricia. “Hugh M. Dorsey (1871-1948)”. New Georgia Encyclopedia. Retrieved 3 January 2015.
  2. Jump up^ “June 11”, This Day in Georgia History, Georgia Info, compiled by Ed Jackson and Charles Pou, Carl Vinson Institute of Government, Digital Library of Georgia, accessed Jul 20, 2010
  3. Jump up^ Oney 2003, p. 616.
  4. ^ Jump up to:a b “Georgia Governor Hugh Manson Dorsey”. National Governors Association. Retrieved 3 January 2015.
  5. Jump up^ Oney 2003, p. 92.


Oney, Steve. And the Dead Shall Rise: The Murder of Mary Phagan and the Lynching of Leo Frank. Pantheon Books, 2003.

External links[edit]


More on the importance of the Leo Frank case, where white men rose up against Jewish power and got justice for a little girl:”Leo+Frank”

Key radio show I did on the case:

Dr. James Fetzer show: JdN on Mary Phagan and Leo Frank: rich Jews stick together when they murder someone

Key blogs:


Video on the Leo Frank case:

New video: “VIP pedophiles — KILL THEM ALL” (Humor & also deadly serious)

04/20/2015 // 2 Comments


……Poet Rudyard Kipling on Saxons and Normans

“My son,” said the Norman Baron, “I am dying, and you will be heir
To all the broad acres in England that William gave me for my share
When we conquered the Saxon at Hastings, and a nice little handful it is.
But before you go over to rule it I want you to understand this:—


“The Saxon is not like us Normans, His manners are not so polite.
But he never means anything serious till he talks about justice and right.
When he stands like an ox in the furrow with his sullen set eyes on your own,
And grumbles, “This isn’t fair dealings,” my son, leave the Saxon alone.

“You can horsewhip your Gascony archers, or torture your Picardy spears,
But don’t try that game on the Saxon; you’ll have the whole brood round your ears.
From the richest old Thane in the county to the poorest chained serf in the field,
They’ll be at you and on you like hornets, and, if you are wise, you will yield.

“But first you must master their language, their dialect, proverbs and songs.
Don’t trust any clerk to interpret when they come with the tale of their wrongs.
Let them know that you know what they’re saying; let them feel that you know what to say.
Yes, even when you want to go hunting, hear ’em out if it takes you all day.

“They’ll drink every hour of the daylight and poach every hour of the dark,
It’s the sport not the rabbits they ‘re after (we ‘ve plenty of game in the park).
Don’t hang them or cut off their fingers. That’s wasteful as well as unkind,
For a hard-bitten, South-country poacher makes the best man-at-arms you can find.

“Appear with your wife and the children at their weddings and funerals and feasts.
Be polite but not friendly to Bishops; be good to all poor parish priests.
Say ‘we,’ ‘us’ and ‘ours’ when you’re talking instead of ‘you fellows’ and ‘I.’
Don’t ride over seeds; keep your temper; and never you tell ’em a lie!”

Rudyard Kipling


  1. I’m a Norman. My Y chromosome seems most common in Nordland Norway, it’s the same as 1/3 of the men of Iceland. My surname is made up of 2 French words. I’m related by marriage to the Beaufoys, Spencers (one relative was stepfather to a Spencer, another married a Spencer daughter) and to Churchill again through his American ancestry. My family had 2 manors not far from Althorpe. There were also marriages with old English families.
    Regarding the Normans in England. We won. Stop being a crybaby about it.
    Regarding Jews in England the trouble comes from Cromwell making a deal with Dutch Jews to fund his army.
    Anybody with a Norman Y chromosome ought to consider themselves Norman. That was the whole point of leaving land to heirs male.

  2. A very good Norman:


    Political activity[edit]
    Domvile had already visited Germany in 1935, being impressed by many aspects of the Nazi government, and was invited to attend the Nuremberg Rally of September 1936 as a guest of the German Ambassador Joachim von Ribbentrop. He became a council member of the Anglo-German Fellowship, and founded the Anglo-German organisation The Link. He supported St. John Philby, the anti-semitic British Peoples Party candidate in the Hythe by-election of 1939 and visited Salzburg that summer, attracting some criticism. In June 1940 his mistress, Mrs. Olive Baker, was arrested for distributing leaflets promoting Reichssender Hamburg. She tried to commit suicide in prison, and was sentenced to five years imprisonment.[2]

    Domvile was interned during World War II under Defence Regulation 18B from 7 July 1940 to 29 July 1943. His experience in internment strengthened his antisemitic beliefs. After the war he campaigned against “the Judaeo-Masonic combination, which has wielded such a baneful influence in world history”.

    Domvile was a prolific diarist. When internment was imminent he hid the latest (56th) volume of his diaries in his garden where it was not discovered by the authorities.

    Admiral Domvile’s pro-Nazi and anti-war sympathies were expressed in an endorsement to the 1939 book The Case For Germany.[3] His endorsement consisted of the comment in the preface:

    “It is a great pleasure to me to introduce the public to Dr. Laurie’s valuable book on modern Germany.

    He is best known to the world as a brilliant scientist, but he has found time in the intervals of his work to pursue with ardour the task upon which every sensible member of the British and German races should be engaged – namely the establishment of good relations and a better understanding between these two great nations.

    Dr. Laurie knows full well that this friendship is the keystone to peace in Europe – nay, in the whole world.He is one of the small group who founded the Association known as “The Link”, whose sole aim is to get Britons and Germans to know and understand one another better. He is one of the most zealous workers in this good cause in the country.

    He writes of the National Socialist movement with knowledge and great sympathy.The particular value of this book lies in the fact that it is written by a foreigner, who cannot be accused of patriotic excess in his interpretation of the great work done by Herr Hitler and his associates. I recommend this volume with confidence to all people who are genuinely impressed with the desire to understand one of the greatest – and most bloodless – revolutions in history.”

    Admiral Sir Barry Domvile 8 May 1939
    Domvile largely faded from public view in the post-war period. He was a supporter of the League of Empire Loyalists but was never more than a peripheral figure in the group. He was a member of the National Front’s ‘National Council’ from its formation in 1967 until his death in 1971.[4]

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