Emil Maurice

Adolf Hitler’s close friend, Emil Maurice (1897–1972), was a Nazi party member from 1919. He was party member 594 (the numbering started at 501). With the founding of the Sturmabteilung in 1920, Emil became the first Oberster SA-Führer. In 1923, Emil also became the SA commander of the newly established Stabswache, which became the SS. Emil and Adolf shared imprisonment at Landsberg, and Emil helped smuggle Mein Kampf out of the prison.

HITLER: ”As I thought they were persecuted on account of their Faith my aversion to hearing remarks against them grew almost into a feeling of abhorrence. I did not in the least suspect that there could be such a thing as a systematic Anti-Semitism.”

In 1925, Emil and Adolf refounded the Stabswache as the Stosstrupp Adolf Hitler which was renamed, later that year, as the Schutzstaffel (SS). Adolf was SS member #1. Emil was #2. For some reason, he wasn’t executed after the war. Heinrich Himmler was #168. Emil participated in the SS killing of SA members in the 1934 “Night of the Long Knives”.

HITLER: ”In the Jew I still saw only a man who was of a different religion, and therefore, on grounds of human tolerance was against the idea that he should be attacked because he had a different faith. And so I considered that the tone adopted by the anti-Semitic press in Vienna was unworthy of the cultural traditions of a great people.”

Fortunately, Maurice managed to survive the Holocaust.

HITLER: ”The part which the Jews played in the social phenomenon of prostitution, and more especially in the white slave traffic, could be studied here [in Vienna] better than in any other West-European city, with the possible exception of certain ports in Southern France. Walking by night along the streets of the Leopoldstadt, almost at every turn whether one wished it or not, one witnessed certain happenings of whose existence the Germans knew nothing until the War made it possible and indeed inevitable for soldiers to see such things on the Eastern Front. A cold shiver ran down my spine when I first ascertained that it was the same kind of cold-blooded, thick-skinned and shameless Jew who showed his consummate skill in conducting that revolting exploitation of the dregs of the big city. Then I became fired with wrath.”

Frank Collin

According to his father, Max Cohen, Frank was conceived in Dachau Concentration Camp. Fortunately, he survived the  Holocaust.

After George Lincoln Rockwell was murdered, Frank tried, unsuccessfully, to take over the American Nazi Party. He then set up his own National Socialist Party of America. Frank turned the Nazi’s away from Rockwell’s campaign to expose the Jewish role in media dominance, political and social corruption, organized crime, and management of so-called liberal and conservative politics, and instead pursued a purely antagonistic campaign of insulting and threatening Jews.

While Rockwell had tried to charm people (witness the mostly hostile crowd at Brown University that he won over with his jokes about Black rapists jumpimg from tress and so), and had been quite clever, and had argued that much of “The Holocaust” was propaganda, Frank was just a thug who revelled in boasting about how Hitler had “fried” 6,000,000, turned them into lampshades, and all the other Jewish tropes.

Frank campaignd for permission to lead a rally through a Jewish neighborhood, thereby rasing the profile of his JDL comrades and creating a massive wave of sympathy for those people who were then becoming known as “Holocaust Survivors”. After he was caught screwing little boys, he was jailed for three years, under JDL protection, and then set up in business as an amateur archeologist, scam artist and diffusionalist, under the name, “Frank Joseph”.

Collin’s friend, Rabbi Kahane, the main beneficiary of Collin’s “Nazi” activities. Kahane was in the habit of hanging out in bars, passing himself off as Presbyterian Michael King, cheating on his wife, and screwing what he called “shiksas” (i.e. filthy non-Jewish whores).

US agents have broken up a plot to assassinate Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama and shoot or decapitate 102 black people in a murder spree in the state of Tennessee.

In court records unsealed on Monday, federal agents said they disrupted plans to rob a gun store and target a predominantly African-American high school by two neo-Nazi skinheads. Agents said the skinheads did not identify the school by name.

Jim Cavanaugh, special agent in charge of the Nashville field office for the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives, said the two men planned to shoot 88 black people and decapitate another 14. The numbers 88 and 14 are symbolic in the white supremacist community.

The men also sought to go on a national killing spree, with Obama as their final target, Cavanaugh said.

“They said that would be their last, final act – that they would attempt to kill Sen. Obama,” Cavanaugh said. “They didn’t believe they would be able to do it, but that they would get killed trying.”

An Obama spokeswoman traveling with the senator in Pennsylvania had no immediate comment.

The men, Daniel Cowart, 20, and Paul Schlesselman 18, are being held without bond. Agents seized a rifle, a sawed-off shotgun and three pistols from the men when they were arrested. Authorities alleged the two men were preparing to break into a gun shop to steal more.

Attorney Joe Byrd, who has been hired to represent Cowart, did not immediately return a call seeking comment Monday.

Cowart and Schlesselman are charged with possessing an unregistered firearm, conspiring to steal firearms from a federally licensed gun dealer, and threatening a candidate for president.

The investigation is continuing, and more charges are possible, Cavanaugh said.

What is Neo Nazism?

The term neo-Nazism refers to post-World War II political movements, social movements, and ideologies seeking to revive Nazism, or some variant that echos core aspects of Nazism such as racial or ethnic nationalism or Völkisch integralism.

Neo-Nazis rarely use the word neo-Nazi to describe themselves, often opting for labels such as National Socialist, Nationalist or related terms. A few scholars refer to neo-Nazism as “neo-National Socialism.” Some groups and individuals who support the ideology openly eschew Nazi-like terms to avoid social stigma or legal consequences. Some European countries have laws prohibiting the expression of pro-Nazi, racist or anti-Semitic views.

Neo-Nazis often use the Indo-Aryan symbols that were in use by Nazi Germany, such as the Swastika, Sig Runes and the red-white-black color scheme. Neo-Nazi activity appears to be a global phenomenon, with organized representation in many countries, as well as international networks. It has recently been exported to Israel.Individuals who have been involved in post-war Nazi and neo-Nazi activity include Colin Jordan, George Lincoln Rockwell, John Tyndall, Savitri Devi, Francis Parker Yockey, David Duke, William Pierce, Eddy Morrison, and David Myatt.

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“Make it plain” was what Malcolm X said when he was ready to go on stage. On January 24th, 1965, he said “make it plain” and then he took the podium at the Audubon Theater in Harlem to give a speech entitled “On Afro-American History,” and then he said:

It seems that during the month of January it doesn’t snow or rain or hail or get bad in any way weather-wise until Saturday night, and it stays like that Saturday through Sunday, and then the sun comes back out on Monday—it seems.

But since I was a little boy I learned that one of the things that make you grow into manhood are tests and trials and tribulations. If you can come through the snow and the rain and the sleet, you know you can make it easily when the sun is out and everything is right.

So I’m happy to see that those of you who are here tonight don’t let anything get in your way, that is, weatherwise.

An astute meteorological analysis; Malcolm was, shall we say, weatherwise?

Betty Shabazz, Malcolm X, and two of their daughters

In a 1992 piece for Essence, his wife, Dr. Betty Shabazz, remembered the first time she saw him, at an earlier lecture in Harlem:

I looked over and saw this man on the extreme right aisle sort of galloping to the podium. He was tall, he was thin, and the way he was galloping it looked as though he was going someplace much more important than the podium.

Have you ever seen people who are going someplace and you just know they are focused? Well, he got to the podium–and I sat up straight.

with Abdul Rahman Babu in Dar-es-Salaam, 1964

Shabazz, who had recently come to New York for school after growing up in Detroit, was oddly impressed by the quality of local cuisine here; she praised one of her Brooklyn hostesses for using “corn oil [and] margarine.” She thought Malcolm needed feeding:

He took off his glasses to clean them as he talked. I looked up at him and thought, Oh, my God–hurry up, please put your glasses back on! You know, I wanted to hold something in front of him so no one else could see what I saw: his face, his eyes, his hair were all the same color.

I remember thinking, My God, this man is totally malnourished. He needs some liver, some spinach, some beets and broccoli…

When he put his glasses back on, those dark-rimmed glasses, he looked a little better.

We understand, Betty. We have fallen hard for dark-rimmed glasses, too.

Shabazz

During the January 24th speech, Malcolm read a telegram he’d recently sent to George Lincoln Rockwell, then leader of the American Nazi party. It is all one sentence:

This is to warn you that I am no longer held in check from fighting white supremacists by Elijah Muhammad’s separationist Black Muslim movement, and that if your present racist agitation against our people there in Alabama causes physical harm to Reverend King or any other Black Americans who are only attempting to enjoy their rights as free human beings, that you and your Ku Klux Klan friends will be met with maximum physical retaliation from those of us who are not handcuffed by the disarming philosophy of nonviolence, and who believe in asserting our right of self-defense—by any means necessary.

This was met with sustained applause.

Shabazz and Coretta Scott King

Later in the evening, Malcolm pondered a slightly more obscure question from an audience member:

It is true that they used to have special Black slaves that they called bucks, I think, whose job was to do nothing but breed. I see a lot of them, I think, around Harlem now.

The night of his assassination in the Audubon–a month after the “On Afro-American History” speech–Shabazz and three of the couple’s daughters were sitting in a small booth, stage right.

the X children, in class with Shaykh-‘Allama Al-Hajj Ahmad Tawfiq

When the shooting started, Shabazz threw herself over her children and yelled “they’re killing my husband!” She was not entirely surprised.

In the months leading up to his death, Malcolm had grown increasingly paranoid; he was prevented from entering France for a pre-scheduled public appearance, and he told Benjamin Kareem, his assistant minister, that he’d been denied a life insurance policy.

When he warned Betty about his fears, he would tell her to “remember Lot’s wife.” In Genesis, she had become a pillar of salt after turning around to look at the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah. The specific applicability of this cautionary tale is lost on me. “Don’t look back,” Shabazz remembers him telling her, “and don’t cry.”

Shabazz and her children

Malcolm was a protective guy. He and Betty had begun dating with the utmost propriety; summer vacation came, and she left New York for Detroit, to stay with her parents.

Malcolm had brothers in Detroit. He told me he wanted me to call one of his brothers, whose number he gave me, saying his brother would take me out to dinner. Then Malcolm said, “I want you to make me a promise.”

“What?”

“That you will leave my brother as you found him.”

I thought to myself, Oh, my, this is strange, but I said to Malcolm, “I sure will, sir.” I was a little bit on the green side at that time.

Shabazz with Carol Brown, the first recipient of a Malcolm X Scholarship

She continues:

Well, after I got home and went to church the next Sunday with my folks, I called up Malcolm’s brother after Sunday dinner. I told him I was from New York and his brother had given me his number to call.

“I wonder why he told you to call me,” he said.

“Well, I don’t know,” I said. “But he did. So, how are you?”

“I’m married.”

Shabazz leaves her husband’s funeral, 1965

In “On Afro-American History,” Malcolm discusses the loss of African languages to slaves, stolen and deposited on U.S. plantations:

If you’ll notice, the natural tongue that one speaks is referred to as one’s mother tongue—mother tongue. And the natural intelligence that a person has before he goes to school is called mother wit. Not father wit—it’s called mother wit because everything a child knows before it gets to school, it learns from its mother, not its father.

And if it never goes to school, whatever native intelligence it has, it got it primarily from its mother, not its father; so it’s called mother wit. And the mother is also the one who teaches the child how to speak its language, so that the natural tongue is called the mother tongue.

Whenever you find as many people as we who aren’t able to speak any mother tongue, why, that’s evidence right there something was done to our mother. Something had to have happened to her.

Shabazz, who died in a fire in 1997, left her husband three times during their seven year marriage:

I started traveling and doing curriculum development and setting up classes for the women at the various mosques. I really wanted to work, though Malcolm didn’t want me to, but he agreed to let me do this volunteer work–organizing the women’s classes.

I used to beg. “Oh, please,” I’d say. “I want to work. I want to work.” And he would take that to mean I was unhappy, that maybe I didn’t love him.

“You want to do what?” he would say whenever I said I wanted to work. “Here, read these three books and give me a report. I’ll need the first one tonight.”

at home in Queens with Quiblah and Attallah, 1962