A God in Ruins - Leon Uris [124]
The hissing and booing zoomed round and round the room, and the stomping and pounding caused the place to rumble.
Pastor Ed held up his hands for silence.
“I was beaten unconscious by the ATF people, who then planted drugs and firearms around my house, ripped the place to pieces, and carted off my legal weapons that we must have to defend ourselves from governmental tyranny.”
The whiny-modulated voice now opened into that of a rasping serpent with flicking tongue:
“In that dark and dangerous prison cell, at the lowest point of my life, Jesus Christ came to me. Pastor Ed, Jesus said, I come to you in the name of my Father, and my Father wants you to tell the truth about the government conspiracy against the decent people of the white race.”
Pastor Ed drank from his water glass as he commanded silence. Red Peterson yawned.
“Listen up, Ed, Jesus told me. Jesus told me that at the beginning of 1900 the czar of Russia instituted a series of fake pogroms against the Jews…which never happened. It was a ruse to ship millions of Jews to America and infiltrate and infest our beloved country. When Jews got to New York or other hymie cities, all they had to do was draw cash from Jewish bankers and move into every town and village.”
“White power! White power!”
“Seig Heil!”
“Them Jews took over the press, they own all the department stores, and they own Hollywood—and look where Hollywood has taken us. And the banks and financiers, the Goldmans, the Saks, the Lehmans, the Rothschilds, and television, and the web of secret Jewish societies has choked off the air from decent Christians. The Jews got ownership of companies to feed us poison any time they want to. And the Jews got the niggers all riled up so that the niggers were put into high places to do the Jews’ work…that is, when the niggers weren’t looking for white women.”
Pastor Ed held up his worn copy of The Protocols of the Elders of Zion. “Here speaks the truthful exposé of the international Jewish conspiracy to take over the world. Got it? The kikes bought their way into American colleges. And the Jews won all the Nobel prizes because their committee was made up of Swedish and Norwegian Jews.”
Pastor Ed had brought the room to rage. Now to tears.
“See, they look down on you and me as scum. You don’t see no Jews as poor dirt farmers. You don’t see no Jews in the wasteland of a dried-up oil patch. No Jew kids picked cotton and peanuts or fished for shrimp…”
Now came the big sweat. Off came Pastor Ed’s wettening jacket.
“…and Jesus told me in my prison cell of the shiftiest conspiracy of them all. Adolf Hitler was a Christian, a nationalist, a man who loved his country. Rather than see his own country collapse by Jewish putrifaction, he sent his small and proud and humble and unarmed brown shirts into the streets to cleanse the nation. The Jews, children of the Devil and Eve, cringed as Hitler moved to rid the world of them by attacking Russia.”
“Seig Heil!”
“Franklin D. Roosevelt, the greatest traitor this planet has ever known, sent American boys to war fighting on the side of Jews and communists. When the Jews vomited out of Europe at the end of the war, to set up an advance base for world conquest, it gave the world the biggest of all lies, the so-called Holocaust! By now the kikes had infiltrated every branch of the government. The only thing sad about the Holocaust is that it didn’t happen.”
He waited for a retort of rippling laughter.
“You are here,” he said, “because you’ve seen the plot unfold. With all the Jews and government traitors in place, farms of decent Americans like me and you, farms that had been in the family for a hundred years, were foreclosed in Nebraska and Kansas and the Dakotas. Them little shit-ass local banks done