One Ring to rule them all,
One Ring to find them
One Ring to bring them all and
in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
This piece, that originally appeared on The Occidental Observer (here), is reproduced below minus a couple of sentences mentioning the 9/11 attacks:
Lords of the Ring
by Michael Colhaze
Many moons ago and for a few years only, I wore my locks long and sported colourful garb and roamed the psychedelic haunts of Paris, London or Amsterdam, usually holding a joint in one hand while employing the other to underline with languid gestures my latest concept of how to bring instant peace and love to the world. As for my fellow freaks and hippies, most subsisted on very little, at least money-wise, but nearly all had pets, the latter named frequently after a brand of heroes much en vogue during those innocent times. For cats, Galadriel stood high on the agenda, also Arwen and Legolas. In Amsterdam my next-door neighbour, a middle-aged lady with henna-dyed hair, flowing dresses and tinkling bells around one fat ankle, owned a huge tomcat called Gollum. When he was one day run over by a lorry, she came and cried bitterly into my lap. I did my best to comfort her, though secretly rejoiced because the cunning bastard, nomen est omen, used to be a veritable bane for the local sparrows and blackbirds, and long since had I weighed means of abandoning him in a far-away place without coming under suspicion. As for dogs, I remember a Frodo, Bilbo and Pippin, also one Boromir, him a mighty Leonberger and the gentlest fellow I’ve ever met.
J.R.R. Tolkien
Which gives you an idea of how much Tolkien’s arrant epos was on our mind during those happy years. Wherever you came, you found in the bookshelves from cardboard boxes or orange crates at least one copy, usually a weighty paperback falling apart from much use. Walls were hung with coloured maps of Middle Earth, and Gandalf was a household name for anything from an Underground publication to a short-lived artistic society. Depending on fantasy and imagination, and perhaps also on the daily cannabis consume, an inordinate number of people identified with a member of the Fellowship, or wished fervently for the return of the King, or would have retired into the Shire without looking back even once.
On the other hand there were some, myself included, who had enjoyed the book but found it somewhat lacking in psychological depth. It was, after all, a monumental canvas painted largely in black and white, with protagonists either amazingly valiant, handsome and noble or the absolute opposite, namely unspeakably ugly and wicked. Which made the tale rather predictable and deprived it of the complex emotional touch that otherwise would have found a way into the heart. Still, Tolkien’s power of imagination cannot and will not be denied, and for his excuse it must be said that he relied much on the High Germanic saga like Edda or the Nibelungen, and that those were on the whole magnificent exemplifications of the eternal battle between Good and Evil. A battle where tads of intellectual embroidery might have seemed misplaced.
Yet under the heroic plainness hid an aspect that intrigued me and many of my friends considerably, namely the deeper meaning behind the fantasy. Because, as we all agreed, there had to be one since the tale was simply too carefully thought out to be without one. Never mind that the ghastly Sauron, title figure and main protagonist aiming to enslave the world and mankind particularly, didn’t turn up personally during the proceedings. But his presence is overwhelmingly felt, and he had to have an equivalent within the recent history of man, and as such a name that made sense.
First in line was of course Adolf Hitler, temporal saviour of a betrayed, ruined and starving Germany robbed naked by the Versailles victors, but for the rest and according to the New York Times the biggest blackguard ever to set foot on our sacred earth. Next came good old Joe Stalin, mass murderer par excellence supported by a closely knit clan of henchmen as described and defined by the great Solzhenitsyn in his Gulag and Two Hundred Years Together. Then the fabulous Chairman Mao, who most likely holds the Guinness record for accumulated corpses worldwide. And finally the inventors of the nuke, embodied by one Robert Oppenheimer who paid, just like that abominable fraud Freud, with lung cancer and a slow and painful death for his sins.
But try as you might, none of the above really made sense. One reason was of course that Tolkien had begun The Lord of the Rings already in the mid-thirties, long before those villains blossomed medially into full bloom.
As to the ring itself, what kind of power did it exactly wield? It was, this we know, potent enough to enslave the lesser ones, but not all-powerful. Because long ago Isildur King of Gondor, in a desperate attempt to stem the advance of the Orcs, had offered battle to Sauron their chieftain. And in a one-to-one succeeded with God’s help to cut off the latter’s hand which bore the ring. A feat that routed the Dark One and his hosts, at least for a while and until he tried another grab at the hideous thing.
My understanding of Tolkien’s political leanings is scant. He himself has, as far as I know, refused to give any clues. But there are hints. It is rumoured that he considered General Franco rather emphatically as the saviour of Catholic Spain, a view much at odds with contemporaries like that heartless hunter, boozer and scribbler Hemingway and his liberal chums. One of Tolkien’s close friends, the writer and poet Roy Campbell, had witnessed the atrocities committed by Marxist death squads against priests and nuns in Córdoba and described them in vivid detail. What makes him interesting in this context is that he also contributed articles to The European, a fascist gazette run by Lady Diana Mosley, wife of Sir Oswald and, as James Lees-Milne described her, “the nearest thing to Botticelli’s Venus as I have ever seen.” Ezra Pound, among others, was a fellow contributor to The European.
The latter should have rung a bell, but didn’t. Nearly twenty years had to pass before bits and pieces fell into place, at least within my much limited perception. One was an exhibition, the other a production of Wagner’s Ring.
The exhibition was staged in Frankfurt by one of the more affluent art establishments, meaning that decent Fizz, snacks with French pâté and a few interesting people could be expected on the eve of its grand opening. Which was the reason, some curiosity apart, why an old friend took me there. Both of us have no truck with Modern art and knew the artist only vaguely by name. Lucien Freud it was, grandson of you-know-who, and his hams about as uplifting as a dead rat under the sink. As we stood in front of one [painting], an uncouth male nude reclining on a smutty bedstead with legs spread wide open while scratching reddish genitals dangling above a cavernous anus, my friend cast a look around and said: “Grand Orc of the Crap Arts! Never had any sense of beauty, and never will!”
A remark that transported me immediately into a more sunny and innocent past, but also made me decline any comment. Because this was after all Germany, a country ruled by politically correct criminals that long since have booted the freedom of expression as laid down in the constitution, and who slap you for years on end into the cooler if you dare to insist on it.
Damned be the Ring I forged with a Curse!
Though the Gold gave me unlimited Might
Now its Sorcery has brought me Ruin!
The Rhinegold, 3rd Scene
About a week later I saw, and heard, Richard Wagner’s Ring of the Nibelung. I have no intention, and lack the intellectual acumen, to give this masterwork its proper due. George Bernhard Shaw, in his essay The Perfect Wagnerite, has summed it up like this: “Only those of a wider consciousness can follow it breathlessly, seeing in it the tragedy of human history and the whole horror of the dilemma from which the world is shrinking today.”
Dilemma? Horror? Shaw did not enter into detail as to the above, but the composer himself was more forthcoming.
You ask me about Jewry. I felt a long-repressed hatred for them, and this hatred is as necessary to my nature as gall is to blood. An opportunity arose when their damnable scribbling annoyed me most, and so I broke forth at last. It seems to have made a tremendous impression, and that pleases me for I really wanted only to frighten them in this manner. Because it is certain that not our princes, but the bankers and Philistines are nowadays our masters… [Correspondence between Wagner and Liszt, Vol. I, p.145, 18/4/1851]
He did however not intend, as stated very clearly elsewhere, to blame the whole tribe, just as you and I wouldn’t consider every Italian automatically a member of the Cosa Nostra.
Richard Wagner
As to the tremendous impression, this is how it commences. Namely at the very bottom of Germany’s mighty river Rhine. There a trove of gold lays embedded in a reef, glinting and gleaming mysteriously in the sunlight that filters through the timeless waves. Beautiful mermaids guard it on orders of their father, enjoying its dazzling radiance, cajoling and wriggling their lovely bodies in the bright reflection. Until one Alberich crawls out of the deep, a stunted Nibelung and Son of the Night who beholds the maids with greedy eyes. When he tries to seduce them, they only laugh, pull his beard and taunt him. Enraged, he asks about the significance of the gold. Carelessly they tell him that unlimited Power to rule the World is in store for the one who will forge a Ring out of the precious metal. But, they also warn him, this feat is only possible if he renounces forever the Power of Love. It takes Alberich only a moment to make up his mind.
The World as heirloom would I gain!
And if I cannot have Love
Might I not cunningly extort Lust?
The Light will I extinguish for you
The Gold will I tear from the reef
And forge the avenging Ring!
Let the Waves be my witness:
Forever have I cursed love!
He rips the gold from the rocks and forges the Ring to rule the World with cunning and brute force—and of course without Love.
“My Ring and Wagner’s were round, but there the resemblance ceases!” scoffed Tolkien rather maliciously after his book had been published in the mid-fifties. Which is so transparent a denial that it seems almost laughable. Shaw’s aforementioned essay The Perfect Wagnerite, nearly of book-length, much acclaimed and widely read, must have been known in detail to Tolkien as well. Because his Ring and Wagner’s are identical in theme and essence, twins in fact if only in a different quality of clothing. Meaning that the former, compared to Wagner’s peerless magnum opus, is over-large and very entertaining, but not really a masterpiece of literature in the classical sense. Interesting might be that Tolkien uses words like Mordor or Sauron, clearly derived from the German Mord, or murder, and Sau, or sow. Though his claim that his own name derived from the German tollkuehn, meaning extremely foolhardy, seems unlikely since it doesn’t exist as a family name.
As to the deeper meaning in both cases, it is important to know that the one Ring of Power has no magical potentials as we understand them. It cannot destroy enemy armies simply by an order of its bearer. It cannot make you fly. It cannot stop the flow of time. It can’t even prevent you from getting wet if it rains. It can make you invisible, true, but that is just an illusion. And you’d still get wet in any case. So what is it really?
It really is only GOLD! And isn’t that enough to rule the world?
For many of those who had witnessed the last decades of the great European Empires, a reign of peace and general improvement that ended abruptly and horribly with World War One, the era afterwards must have seemed like the proverbial devaluation of all values. Because the bankers and Philistines, already so powerful in Wagner’s times, had by now metastasized out of all proportion. Germany, down on its knees, was hardest hit. During the ill-fated and debt-ridden Weimar Republic the country’s capital, Berlin, boasted 115 banking institutions of which 112 were Jewish-owned. The same ratio was true for innumerable cabarets and brothels where girls and boys as young as ten years old sold their famished bodies to the new caste of money acrobats. As to the banks, they used the country’s catastrophic finances to their advantage and tricked and forced the starving population out of their assets, be it shares, shops, houses, farmland, factories or newspapers, until half of Germany was in the hands of a very few. The same happened, though much less drastically, in much of the Western World and resulted finally in the cataclysmic Black Friday. An exercise, as the Orc-faced Robert Fuld of formerly Lehman Bros. has informed us so brazenly, where we ruin a national economy and pick up the bits and pieces for a song.
Now it must be remembered that in those years public opinion was on the whole far less brainwashed than today. No Holocaust had yet been invented to slap down undesirable critics, no worldwide Media Mafia could tell you convincingly that a crock of shit is a pot of gold. Thus in many of the national and international gazettes, accounts of thefts, crimes and injustices abounded, backed up with caricatures of the cruel and greedy Jew.
Accounts that surely have been observed and considered by Tolkien as well. Therefore it seems highly plausible that the Ring he began to forge in his mind during the early Thirties wasn’t so very different from the one Wagner had invented a hundred years earlier. Particularly if we remember a rather interesting detail, namely that indeed one Aragorn strode out of the wild and re-forged the sword that was broken. A man not of royal descent, it is true, but some kind of Mahdi or Sent-One, as Carl Gustav Jung has called him. Very powerful, a great orator, fearless too, and immediately setting to work and succeeding, almost overnight, to break the Ring’s terrible stranglehold. A feat he brought about by throwing worthless paper money out of the window and replacing it with barter based on real goods and honest work.
Well, we know what became of him and his folks, and how dearly they paid for an attempt that endangered the supremacy of Sauron’s banking institutions worldwide. The latter regrouped, giving his Ring full play, and Germany’s ancient cities and their innocent inhabitants, millions of them, perished in a Firestorm of unimaginable magnitude and barbarity. A sad moment in our great Christian European history, you will agree, and its final curtain fittingly drawn by one of its greatest conductors, Herbert von Karajan, who performed on the eve of Berlin’s destruction the Ring’s last episode, Twilight of the Gods.
As for the Sent-One, there comes a day when he will be assessed more objectively and not just demonised out of all proportion. Some of the most hideous accusations levelled against him might crumble like a house of cards in a cloud of dust about as big as the [WTC collapse]. Which could result in two schools of thought, namely one where he remains indeed a villain, and another that pronounces him the most tragic character that ever walked the earth. Him and his people. As for myself, I still have to make up my mind.
As for Tolkien, nearly twenty years went by between the Ring’s first written page and its publication. A time span that radically changed the face of the world, including the book market. Which ended up, to a large part and small wonder, in Sauron’s hands as well. Thus it doesn’t come as a surprise if Sauron’s chronicler got somewhat mum and choose to refute any familiarity, let alone indebtedness, with and to his German forbear. And so removed any ideological obstacles and cleared the way for a tremendous literary success.
A success most certainly deserved, with the one little setback that we will never know what kind of Secret Fire the old wizard Gandalf the Grey has been serving, and which he so mightily evoked when he smote the Bridge of Khazad-Dùm from under the Balrog’s fiery feet. The latter an intriguing name, particularly if you keep in mind that Baal is the Canaanite god of fertility who demanded human sacrifices, and Rog the Hindi word for malady.
As for the rest of the world, the question is of course of how far the Lords of the Ring have succeeded to enslave us. Logically speaking, and seeing their immeasurable wealth and nearly unlimited influence, they should have long since consolidated the realm. Which seems indeed the case in most Western countries where presidents, prime ministers and chancellors are their obedient marionettes. Ring Wraiths, Tolkien has called them fittingly. Men and women like you and me, but empty-eyed. Outer shells of their former selves who command us to abandon our morals and artistic heritance, fight proxy wars for their masters, pay any amount of money into their purse, and generally order us to be at their service whenever it pleases them.
Yet something went badly wrong.
To begin with, the Shadows have been torn from the Land of Mordor, a mysterious region shrouded in deep secrecy for hundreds of years, but now glaringly illuminated. So much so that its schemes and crimes are every day more clearly observed and understood, be it the corruption of politicians, the doling out of jobs to foreign countries, the true intent behind globalism, the giant thefts, the resulting economical upheavals, the unspeakable atrocities in the occupied territories, the bungled assassinations, to name but a few.
Next come the Ring Wraiths, perhaps Tolkien’s finest invention. Enablers, Paul Gottfried has called them, and deems them worse than their criminal masters. Men and women who once possessed Christian souls and knew about the Power of Love, but sold both for thirty pieces of gold to forge their own insignificant rings. Trinkets that serve for a few brief years to ride the crest of power until a new contender wins the upper hand and sends them packing. Which is usually sweetened with honours and compliments to ease the approaching twilight years, a time when the ghosts and corpses of the past begin to whisper in the dark and the hour of reckoning draws close, slowly but inevitably.
Today this kind of sugar-coating can have a sour aftertaste, due to an unforeseen invention called the Internet which markedly diminished the control of the Media Mafia and its sniffing, lying, cajoling, mudslinging lackeys. That is why the Bushes and Blairs of this world have become lepers instead of paragons, with motions underway to hold them responsible for their crimes, including the death of countless women and children and that of many fine soldiers whose intentionally poor equipment has prolonged the conflict to this day.
Finally the Dark Lords themselves.
Those who have already entered the twilight years, like the one on top of this little essay [George Soros – I have omitted the images of the original article], watch with silent horror how the mountains of gold are seeping like water through their fingers, leaving them empty-handed and with nothing to bargain on Judgement Day. As for the others, still springy and enterprising, it is said they are preparing for the ultimate Armageddon with their nukes, viruses, bacteria, cheque books, connections and what not. And perhaps they do, because they see that the world has tired of them, of their lies and extortions. But if they do, they’ll have to fight themselves for a change and not let others do the dirty work. Which will result, as a kind of divine retaliation and since they are so few, in the final destruction of the Ring and the utter defeat of its forgers.
Because once, long ago, when tempted by a hoard of gold deep in the River Rhine, they made the wrong choice and… forever cursed the Power of Love.
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It is the Ring, stupid!
The following is my comment in the thread mentioned in the hatnote that moved me to republish Colhaze’s essay above.
At Counter-Currents (C-C) Michael O’Meara wrote:
To Dr. O’Meara: At least I am not one of your critics, but one of your admirers. It was precisely your short essays what moved me away from anti-Semitic reductionism to understand Western malaise.
To the commenters of this thread: If I understand O’Meara correctly (and please correct me if I don’t), what he’s saying we can illustrate by means of a simplest Venn Diagram.
Imagine a small circle inside a much larger circle. The larger circle is America’s Low Culture, the “greatest enemy of the white race”. Like a hemi-permeable membrane with its defenses down, the big circle now circumscribes a smaller one, the opportunist tribe.
To understand the cell’s pathology let’s now imagine that the big circle is itself inside a larger one: Western corporate capitalism.
I’ll title my next blog entry “Richard Wagner’s wisdom”, and will republish again an article that originally appeared in The Occidental Observer one year ago.
Again, if I understand O’Meara correctly, he is only saying that capitalism is the Ring of Greed and Power that corrupted the West, the ultimate cause of the (comparatively smaller) Jewish Problem. “Whoever fails to see that the greatest danger to the white people is the Western plutocracy—led often by Jews hastens to add O’Meara—fails to draw the key lesson of modern history.”
A commenter asked [at C-C]: “If America is ruled by a coalition of Jews and WASP plutocrat, why did the WASPs let the Jews join the club in the first place?”
My tentative answer is that the culprit is the One Ring, which corrupted the race of Men and in the original Wagnerian opera symbolizes gold. Capitalist plutocracy is such a factor that sometimes I am tempted to imagine a socio-political-psychological reductionism when considering the other factors, including the Jewish Problem (JP).
Although O’Meara accepts the JP as a serious problem, he believes that the greater enemy is the technocratic elite of both America and Europe. The contents of page 91 of Toward the White Republic provide a very vivid illustration of how the Ring destroyed far more our traditional culture than the communist regimes that the people of the Eastern bloc endured:
Can the One Ring of greed and power be the ultimate culprit for the cultural and eventual demographic disappearance of the West and the white people—unless we destroy the Ring, presently wielded by the Jew, thru Covingtonist-like revolutions?
I cannot answer this question. But I hope that the lyric essay I’ll republish tomorrow may throw some light in the subject.
So don’t get too harsh on O’Meara, especially when we know that the ADL terminated his career for teaching historical revisionism, and that he now has to work in blue-collar jobs to pay his bills. My educated guess is that he’s just trying to say that we badly need a wider meta-perspective than our provincial views (the smallest of the three circles in our concentric “Venn” diagram). Because if we understand the largest circle (the ring), which circumscribes the other two, we may understand what O’Meara—and Wagner and Tolkien with their “One Ring” metaphors—were trying to convey.
This is a great article.
I am saddend that you have not released yourself from the spell of O’Meara, a wraith if ever there was one.
In reply, let me say that… defeating Sauron is not enough.
O’Meara was the first nationalist author that made a dent on me when I still was a naive counter-jihadist and discovered a couple of his articles at The Occidental Quarterly. His essays “The Sword” and “The Edge of the Sword” made a huge impression on me and allowed my finally thinking outside the silly conservative box.
I agree with you that I’m contradicting myself with this comment of mine above your own, since Colhaze clearly places blame on the Jew. So I’ll explain my (apparent) contradiction.
I could expand Colhaze’s article into another article pointing out that, in both Wagner’s and Tolkien’s epos, Siegfried and Isildur fell into temptation for the Ring: just as, in Western history, white conquerors, governors and leaders have fallen into temptation of Gold.
Take the story of the conquest of some part of North America for example. Governor Diego de Velázquez ordered Hernán Cortés to return to Cuba. But Cortés and his henchmen had only one thing in mind: the Gold of the Aztecs. The risky gambit worked for Cortés but since it was an unplanned conquest, unlike their Anglo-Saxon counterparts during the next century the Spanish soldiers arrived as bachelors to the continent. Soon after stepping on American land they started to take native Indian women as concubines. The present mess we have today in Mexico has its roots not in Spaniard lust for brown bodies, but for Gold.
The point is that, since New Spain (1521 to 1821) was Judenfrei thanks to our Inquisition, we cannot blame the tribe for the miscegenation that eventually destroyed that viceroyalty and created a new entity, “Mexico”. Analogous examples can be found in the history of other European countries, but you get the picture.
While presently the Ring is certainly wielded by the Jew, in the past some historical figures equivalent to Siegfried and Isildur also wielded it. In Wagner’s opera there’s a curse: “Whosoever holds the Ring, by the Ring they shall be enslaved.” Even the hero of the monumental Tetralogy, Siegfried, dies as a result of it. It is in this sense, in this expansion of Colhaze’s article so to speak, that I still believe that O’Meara has a point. Using now LOTR’s imagery, that victory goes beyond defeating Sauron (the Jew) is manifested when Isildur did not throw the Ring into the fires of Mount Doom. He wanted power: a catastrophic move.
Unlike him, if an ethno-state is ever created we must and will destroy the Ring. Defeating Sauron is not enough.
If you want a “translation” of the above metaphors, see what White Republican has said in the thread linked at the top of this article.
First, he quotes O’Meara:
Then White Republican comments (no ellipsis added between unquoted paragraphs):
Back to my metaphorical language, I say: A bucolic Shire, now grotesquely enamored with Gold, has lost its love and respect for it.
Okay, here’s my problem with that: remove Ashkenazis from the equation, and there’s no “there” there. Who’s going to stop us? What weapons do White Uncle Toms have to defend themselves? And how motivated are they? I think they’d gradually collapse, without Ashkenazis there to prop them up. White men can’t cry HOLOCAUST!!! ANTI-SEMITISM!!! with any vigor without Ashkenazis to prop them up; their words ring hollow because they aren’t invested. They’d still have some momentum, but they’d gradually fizzle out. And without Ashkenazi brains, they’d lose most of their brain power, too.
I don’t see how O’Meara gets from “facets of a larger, more complex web of subversion” to “not, in themselves, the principle enemy.” Those are not mutually exclusive. If I and 9 guys are fighting 15 enemies, 10 of them x and 5 of them y, then x is my principal enemy, even though they’re only part of a coalition.
The language is sloppy here. “The system” is really a shitty word, if what we mean is “a coalition.” Because “the system” implies “the way things are,” the “physics” of our society. To then conflate that with the coalition we’re facing seems almost deliberately obfuscatory.
Without the Ashkenazis, most of the subversion is gone. Not only are Ashkenazis the only ones with any real, persistent motive toward subversion, but they create and motivate the others; by way of analogy, if you remove one Ashkenazi subversive from the equation you remove two non-Ashkenazi subversives who were depending on him for motivation, training, leadership, and resources.
Again, this “system” crap. I cannot help but think this is deliberate. Obviously we want to fight the coalition, but there are many ways to skin that cat, among them divide-and-conquer, encouraging defections, highlighting conflicts of interest, etc, but this “system” thing seems like the prelude to simply submerging Ashkenazis under the waters of “the system” for God knows whose interests.
I’ve been saying from day 1 that our coming conflict will be between Whites. We have to peel enough of our own away from the Ashkenazi coalition to begin that conflict; Ashkenazis are static in this sense – they are not “in play,” cannot be captured and turned against the coalition. But funny, no one complains when I bust SWPL chops.
I cannot speak for White Republican or O’Meara here (why not just repost the above at CC and see if they answer there?). But I can respond to what I have commented in the above posts (the visuals of the linked images thru the words “Shire” and “enamored with Gold” in my last one might give you a quick idea though).
I don’t want to be a party pooper here, because the theories you come up with are good, but IIRC, Tolkien gave the reason behind Sauron and the ring being so vaguely defined, as something he copied from folktales and ancient Germanic literature, because he had noticed that if evil and good is vaguely defined, then readers would use their own experiences to fill out the missing information.
Also, IIRC, he describes this in an essay on Beowulf called “monsters and the critics”(?), where he mentions that the monster Grendel and his mothers are not really described physically, but in stead described as horrible, evil, dangerous, etc.
What is seen as good and evil changes through the generations, so for stories to have eternal appeal, and thus being able to survive through the generations by being retold for pleasure, they must be vague when it comes to what is exactly is good or evil, and instead focus on other subjects, like descriptions of battles, armor and how the characters looks.
It is pretty clear that you identify child abuse as evil, so if you were to write a fiction story where you describe the abuse in detail, people of the future would not be able relate to it, as the problems you describe is gone, while new forms of child abuse has been born.
If you on the other hand kept the descriptions of the abuse vague, while you concentrated on describing the common effects child abuse has on the victim in the story, chances are that more people would recognize themselves across cultural and temporal boundaries.
To go back to Tolkien, if he had modeled Sauron on Hitler and the ring being the power of propaganda, it would not appeal to us who do not think of Hitler as the ultimate evil. The same would have happened if he had made Sauron into Judaism and the ring’s power an allegory on money power, but with other people being turned off.
By not defining a strict symbolism about Sauron and the ring, he not only left the door open for people like Michael Colhaze to write an intelligent essay using “The Lord of the Ring” as a way to understand his own society, the door is still open for future generations to use the book in the same way.
I agree with you that unlike Wagner Tolkien probably had not in mind the tribe. However, I still like the essay as a lyric approach to the problem of corporate capitalism, and how it’s destroying us like Sauruman destroyed the beautiful forest around Isengard. For people like me who don’t want to spend their time reading heavy socio-political-economic treatises, a poetic approach like Colhaze’s is a real treat.
Excellent article. I am indebted to your insights. I have often thought that the filmic treatments of LOTR are like the Ring Cycle for the 21st century—but one needs to see it in a cultural “Bayreuth”: a darkened cinema, to understand it fully.
To the anti-O’Mearan: You just don’t “get” it. O’Meara a failed academic? That explains it all. He’s so far out in front; his last week’s shit is still too complex an “ideological bouquet” for minds such as this anti-O’Mearan.
Toward the White Republic is the Mein Kampf, and Communist Manifesto of the Aryan Restorationist. No other mind has broken me free from realizing I was one of those “useful idiots”… and I already “knew” the Truth!
No, we are coming to the end of an ideological age. Perhaps the Mayas were correct: but it’s the end of THEIR world, not OURS, that is approaching. And I revel in it.
Thanks for your comments! I may use your comment about O’Meara’s book in one of my “Quotable Quotes”.
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Very interesting, and I am glad to add this, that Tolkien was 100% an in-the-closet antisemite. After his death, his personal library was scrutinized….and the notes he made about many a topic…. (link)
I would also recommend the reading of my: (link)
..since Tolkien loathed the Normans. They, among other crimes, brought in the Jews after 1066, whom Edward Longshanks expelled in 1290 and who began filtering back in the very late 1600s (and not under Cromwell, btw, who was inmitially very pro-Jew but was in the end dissuaded by a fiery, widely read, 25-page, anti-Jewish pamphlet by Puritan author Prynne and by the arrogance and fierce anti-Christian views of the Jew leader in Holland — see E. Michael Jones’ authoritative “The Jewish Revolutionary Spirit”).
PS Correction; There ARE Tollkuehns in Germany. The name is rare but there are a few. Example: (link) (I majored in German at Georgetown, graduating with high honors, and lived in Germany and was married to a Teuton for 13 years.)
We all know whats wrong. So go kill the system with a coup d’ etat against DC. Then take the jew out everywere replace with patriots. Stop city of London and all bankers FED take over the news media and tell poeple the truth then free all other countries to cancel all laws made. What are harmful close the borders promote white people. George Washington and Benjamin Franklin were right. If we do this we win.
Siegfried
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Interesting. The Gnostic scriptures say Yaldabaoth/Ialdabaoth, the malicious Demiurge, was created by the lesser aeon Sophia, “goddess of wisdom.” Sophia created the Archon without male intervention and therefore without love. Ialdabaoth, described as “the child of chaos,” in turn created the visible, physical realm in cunning wisdom, but again without love.
Did Wagner read the Gnostic scriptures?
I don’t know. But he certainly knew the old Germanic, pre-Christian tales.