Hatnote of September 14:
These days (weeks?) I’ll be drying the dozens of soaked books, page by page, with paper towels. I won’t have time to post many entries. My library takes priority because it allows me to write.
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Der Bücherwurm is an oil-on-canvas painting by the German painter and poet Carl Spitzweg.
This is an update to my article from earlier this month, “Books”.
Today, I took a taxi to retrieve my flood-damaged books, which were packed in five boxes.
As I said nine days ago, what is really valuable about these books are my countless footnotes. Since I am debating with the authors, they are like intellectual diaries. That is why I plan, to the extent of my modest means (I have already purchased special brushes to remove the mould, a fan, and a heavy-duty dryer), to rescue what I can from the wet books.
It will be an arduous task that will take weeks… This afternoon, for example, I can’t do anything because the sky is already cloudy, and it was rainy. Tomorrow I will start: in this season it very rarely rains in the mornings and the sun is healthy.
It pains me that I won’t be able to recover the glossy paper books, usually the ones with illustrations, because the pages have stuck together; and the home remedies on YouTube no longer work because my books were wet for several weeks (the guy who keeps them at home is a bit deranged and didn’t warn me when a downpour flooded the room with my boxes). I spoke to an institution that is capable of separating those stuck pages, but the cost of that process, with special liquids and chemicals, is so prohibitive that only a multimillionaire could afford it.
The rest is salvageable, but the water managed to erase many of my notes.
Something that alarms me about the new generations of noble Aryans who are conscious of their race is that they do not seem to value books, but rather focus on purely physical activities. Given that the darkest hour of the West is due to the Jewish infection—I am referring to Christianity—which was transmitted by the written word, to defeat that idea requires another written idea (see what Messala said to Sextus). As the Spanish saying goes, Para que la cuña apriete tiene que ser del mismo palo (For the wedge to tighten it has to be of the same suit), i.e., if you want to defeat the Jew and his ideas, you better become a scholar, a bookworm.
On the one hand, I understand these very young Aryans, because most respected human knowledge has nothing to do with 14/88, as LK rightly observed on this site today about people like Stephen Hawking. But keeping the books I have been accumulating for decades is vital because the notes are testimony to a spiritual odyssey. And if I ever have an heir living in my town to whom I can pass on the mantle, he would keep those old books for their biographical value (just as, say, those who preserve the work of William Pierce keep his personal library).
Although I am not a fan of Carl Sagan, I would like to end this post with this clip from Cosmos: A Personal Voyage.
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Indeed, and if anyone would like to comment on my article about some great writers of the Christian era, which received no comments when I published it this year, you can do so these weeks, while I’ll be busy trying to save the mouldy books…