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Sutter Lang: Defeating the Hypnotists

by Cholly Bilderberger

SUTTER LANG’S life is not all Sturm und Drang. He also spends considerable time in solitary reflection, and, on occasion, shares his thoughts.

For instance, only last week he said to me, “I have been working on a solution to the entire racial problem.”

“Tell me,” I said.

“I have every intention of doing so,” he said. “Here is my argument: We whites have been brainwashed by the Jews into accepting them as our masters and leaders. They have us mesmerized; we are their slaves. For some reason, which I cannot as yet pinpoint, we are incapable of breaking their hold over us. You cynics say that we are too degenerate, too far gone, to do so. I cannot accept that, although I must admit it fits the facts. I believe that we only need to be awakened, to be freed from the hypnotic spell which the Jews have laid upon us. Once awake, we will take the necessary steps and all will be well. Now comes the important part.” He smiled triumphantly. “Only the Jews can awaken us.”

He waited, still smiling, for my response.

“It’s an interesting theory,” I said finally.

“It’s not a theory,” he said firmly. “It’s a fact. They put us into the trance, and only they can take us out of it. When you see a man hypnotized on the stage, you do not expect him to be able to awaken himself, do you?”


“Of course not. Nor do you expect his friends to be able to do so. In such cases, the entire audience sits in absolute stillness, waiting for the expert, the hypnotist himself, to undo his work. Am I not correct?”

“You are.”

“We have been looking at the problem from the wrong angle,” he said. “We have not had the right analogy. We have assumed that we must awaken ourselves. I should explain that even this analogy is not exact, because the relation of the single, hypnotized person on the stage to the audience is at a ratio of one to hundreds. Or, when the hypnotism is performed on television, of one to millions. In our actual dilemma, that ratio is reversed. For every wide awake person, there are millions who are hypnotized. But there is not strength in numbers. They can’t awaken themselves any more than the single person can. Nor can the few who are still awake — people like you and me — awaken them, because we are not experts. We did not conduct the mass hypnotism, and we don’t know how to undo it. Only the hypnotist can undo his work!”

“You may have a point.”

“I have more than a point. I have the answer. Now you must realize that I am not talking any more about one hypnotist on a stage and one volunteer. That was only for the purpose of analogy. In reality, we are faced with a collective hypnotist — the Jews — and a collective volunteer — us. Yes, that’s what we did; for some reason, we volunteered.”

“I agree wholeheartedly there.”

“Yes, well … anyhow, the crafty Jew — the entire body of Jews — is always on stage, and always asking for volunteers. ‘Will one of you come up here?’ he asks — think of Freud, for example — and up we come. We can’t resist that hypnotist. We should be able to, but we can’t. It’s our great weakness, our curse. We couldn’t resist him when he came out of the Levant with his mesmerizing religion, and we still can’t resist him.”

“That’s well put,” I said.

“Of course, a few of us are immune and can resist him,” he said. “But very few. I’d say no more than one percent. And we aren’t strong enough to wake the others up. Whenever we try, it ends in disaster for us, because we don’t know how to do it. I speak from experience. We don’t have the key. All we do is annoy the hypnotist, who promptly turns the volunteers — still hypnotized — against us. Look at the history of the past hundred years, if you don’t believe me.”

“I don’t disbelieve you.”

“There is only one solution.”

“There are never two.”

He stared at me meditatively, his blue eyes slightly popped, looking very much like Christopher Tietjens in Ford Madox Ford’s Parade’s End. “No, there never are,” he said, “at least at the same time to one person. You’re right, but you’re inhibiting.”

“Sorry — the last thing I want to do is inhibit you.”

“Oh, you can’t inhibit me. But you can inhibit others.” He pondered that. “On the other hand, if you can inhibit them, you may be performing a special sort of species preservation — culling out the weak. I must make a note of that.” And he drew out a small notebook, and did make a note of it, his lips pursed in thought.

The note made and the notebook replaced, he returned to his subject. “The only solution,” he said gravely, “is to induce the collective hypnotist to wake his collective victim and never again hypnotize him.”

“You mean to induce the Jews to stop being Jews?”

“That’s one way of putting it.”

“Why would they wish to do that?”

“In order to reach peace of mind.”

“That’s never been a Jewish priority.”

“Not on the surface, but underneath it must be. They have a trick — or tricks — and ascendancy. But none of that is finally satisfying. If the stage hypnotist were able to hypnotize the entire audience and, finally, the entire world, would he be ‘happy’? You know he wouldn’t. He’d go mad in such a situation. His only solution to avoid madness would be to awaken his victims. We can see today that as more of the world succumbs to Jewish hypnosis, it drives the Jews madder and madder. If their ‘success’ goes on, they will, finally, be wholly insane. Surely they don’t want that.”

“They enjoy being mad. After all, being mad, they can’t imagine its disadvantages.”

“Then they need to be told.”

“Hasn’t that been tried?”

“Not in the right way.”

“I thought you yourself had given the message on occasion.”

“Oh, no. I’ve reacted with honest physical violence to specific racial abuses which have occurred before my very eyes. But I am the first to concede that such reaction is wholly personal and immediate. No, what I’m suggesting is an entirely new approach. On a grand rather than a small scale.”

“You mean that you sit down with Menachem Begin and tell him that in order to stay out of the loony bin he has to let your people go?”

“That’s a very crude way of putting it, but not altogether off the mark. The only way the Jews will back off and stop hypnotizing us is as part of a larger vision. Their current vision is so limited — the sleazy little dream of the hypnotist, a petty game in which he puts people to sleep in order to steal from them. The only way the Jews could see that game as cheap, as unworthy even for them, would be through the superimposition of another vision, a larger vision. Of course, one reason they resist a larger vision is that they would then have to see themselves as they are. On the other hand, once they saw themselves as they are, they would no longer be as they are. So there would be both a loss and a gain. It is the gain which would be emphasized.”

“It’s always good psychology to emphasize the gain.”

“I shall ignore that flippancy,” he said, “because it is good psychology. If I sat down with Menachem Begin — or any other Jew, even the most obdurate — I would assume that the larger view is ultimately more seductive, even to him, than a limited view. The world — at least the Western world — would be a far more interesting place if the Jews gave up hypnotizing for limited gain, and if hypnotized humanity were allowed to come awake and live, rather than lie forever in a trance. It might take forever and a day, with just the two of us alone, but I think that even a Menachem Begin would finally succumb to his own imagination. I suppose you don’t agree.”


“You think the Jews are incapable of imagination, of a larger view.”

“That’s right.”

“But it’s our only hope.”

“Then God help us.”

“Perhaps He will.”

“Sutter, please.”

“Yes, well, I still say Jewish imagination is our only hope.”

“That’s not an argument for its probability. Sutter, you sound as though we’re the Jews and the Jews are Egyptians, and you propose asking the Pharaoh to let his people go.”

“That’s right,’ he said firmly. “We are in bondage. As for the probability question, you may be right. But suppose you’re not? Anyhow, if the Jews did succumb to their imaginations, they would immediately stop hypnotizing us. They would stand forward and admit their terrible limitations. They would concede the masquerade over the centuries. They would confirm all our reservations about them. They would analyze themselves out of existence as a problem for us. They would become so intent on trying to move on to a higher plane that they would forget about us, and we would be free to move on to our own higher plane. Evolution, instead of being stuck in the same groove, as it is now — or even moving downward — would be able to get back on an ascending track once again. This would be as true for the Jews as for us.”

“The problems of the world would be over.”

Sutter shook his head in sorrow. “Your cynicism is deplorable,” he said sadly. “I begin to wonder if you are capable of a higher vision. Don’t you realize that every great change in human thinking has looked foolish — impossible — before it happened? Don’t you know that faith has moved mountains? Think of Charlemagne. Think of William the Conqueror.”

“Think of Begin. Think of Golda Meir. Think of Danny Kaye.”

“But if we assume they can never change, we make them superhuman.”

“Or subhuman.”

“That’s just my point,” he said excitedly. “They are subhuman. But they needn’t remain so.” The Viking, ever generous to his foes and inferiors, was too chivalrous to drum the Jews out of the human family. If they faced up to themselves, there had to be a place, however restricted, for them somewhere in the tree of life.

“Why not?” I asked him.

“Because it isn’t in our interest that they remain so.”

“Since when does our interest govern fact?”

“It always has. When we were confident and whole, we governed fact as we pleased. For example, we said the sun went around the earth and designed the universe to suit ourselves. We went on Crusades and smote the infidel, and fought to save the West at Tours and in front of Vienna. Those were our great days, weren’t they? Don’t talk to me about facts — they are completely malleable if you have faith.”

Touché. I’d forgotten.”

“And I might point out that we had very little trouble with the Jews then. Taking ‘facts’ seriously and being hypnotized by Jews seem to go hand in hand.” He whipped out the notebook to enter that thought.

“All right,” I said, “but what if the Jews don’t respond to your seductive suggestion of a higher vision? Do you have a backup plan?”

“There is always brute force,” he replied, shaking his head in regret. “And if it comes to that, I would hope that we few — we few who are still awake — won’t shirk our duty. But I think it can be avoided. The important point — the point which I am trying to make you see, because you could be valuable in the effort, despite your terrible addiction to ‘reality’ — is that our priorities must be changed. We few have assumed to date that we must wake our fellow whites directly. We have tried this again and again, and we have failed again and again. It is time we realize that the awakening can only be accomplished indirectly. We must devote ourselves to inducing the Jews to do it, because they are the only ones who can. They put the whites to sleep and only they can break the spell and bring them back to life. They have the magic wand.”

“Sutter, it doesn’t speak well for the whites if they can only be saved by Jews.”

“My God, man, nothing speaks well for anyone. The problem is not rational, not ‘scientific,’ it’s religious and magical. It’s a fairy tale, with a wicked witch and a victim. With a spell which can only be broken under special circumstances, already defined by the force which wrote the story. We don’t think any the less of Achilles because he had a vulnerable heel. Why should we think any the less of ourselves for having our vulnerability — our fearful susceptibility to Jews? Except for that awful weakness, we’re not so bad.”

“Are you sure? How well do you know us?”

“I know we’re materialistic and so on,” he said, “but those are secondary weaknesses. We could cope with those if we were not hypnotized. Lying in a hypnotized state, the dreadful symptom of our susceptibility to Jews is the one weakness we can’t undo ourselves.”


“But the author of this grim fairy tale has not closed the door completely. He has permitted a few, a handful, to remain awake. The hypnotic sleep is not total. Isn’t that true?”

“Just barely.”

“Fairy tale is not altogether the right analogy,” he said reflectively, “although many of them deal with gruesome situations. Epic is better. Epics — think of the Iliad and Beowulf and the Nibelungenlied and the Song of Roland — are fairy tales in a way, but raised to … well, another plane. Anyhow, in our own epic the few who have been spared must have a part to play. They haven’t been spared for no reason whatsoever — no one ever is, in an epic. Up to this point, we have seen these spared few trying — often nobly, always vainly — to save their sleeping fellows by waking them. But without the magic talisman, they cannot do so. Now they — we few — cast about for another solution. Like the Homeric Greeks after all efforts to subdue Troy failed, we must find the real way, the only way. We finally understand that we must go to work on the evil spirits themselves. We must slay the dragon in an entirely new way — by inducing him to slay himself.”

“Nicely put.”

“Better than nicely put — irresistibly put.”

“But what if the dragon won’t slay himself? Or the magician won’t undo his spell? Or however else the epic reads?”

“The epic is epic,” Sutter said patiently. “The courage and ingenuity of Ulysses and Beowulf and Roland and Siegfried is assumed. If one inducement doesn’t work, the heroes go on to another. They finally find the key. They know that evil can’t triumph in the end because it, too, has its Achilles’ heel, and that good will always find it.

Today, Begin and the rest of them may look omnipotent, but that is an illusion — they must look that way until they are vanquished. There has to be a way of inducing them to undo what they have done, because there always is a way. Incidentally, the difference between the Achilles’ heels of the good and the wicked is tremendous. The Achilles’ heel of the good, while it can be fatal, is not the whole of the persona. Something else lives on. Think of Achilles himself. But the Achilles’ heel of the wicked is encompassing. When it is found, they are consumed by it. We don’t remember anything else of the wicked once they have gone. When Beowulf slew Grendel, it was the end of Grendel.”

“You’re poetic.”

“I’ve never denied it,” Sutter said modestly. “And romantic. But what do you think?”

“How can one disagree with poetry?”

“Then you think I’m right?”

“I think poetry is right. All poetic visions have something right about them.”

“I’m glad you understand that,” he said, looking more like Christopher Tietjens than ever. “Even among the few who are not asleep, there is such a commitment to the purely ‘rational.'”

“Which is, of course, only a further manifestation of being in a deep sleep.”

“You’re beginning to see the light!” he cried delightedly. “Rationality not in the service of a vision is a terrible trap. Blake saw that when he equated Newton and night. He — Blake, not Newton — knew that when we whites give up our vision — our soul — for logical rationality, which leads straight to materialism, we are really going from our true reality to an alien dream, from wakefulness to sleep. And he knew some details of that marriage of materialism and an alien dream: ‘The vision of Christ that thou dost see is my vision’s greatest enemy: Thine has a great hook nose like thine, mine has a snub nose like to mine.’ And most profoundly, summing up what I have been saying: ‘I am sure this Jesus will not do either for Englishman or Jew.’ It’s all very simple, really. Just a question of having faith in the right.” He smiled graciously. “And of not allowing cynics like you to corrupt that faith.”

“I despair of corrupting you.”

“Enough of this talk,” he said decisively, heaving himself to his feet. “Time for action.”

“To induce the dragon to slay himself?”

“You seem to like that way of putting it.”

“I like it very much.”

“Then let’s do it.”

“You seem sure of my participation.”

“You can’t resist the poetic vision,” he said. “No one can who’s at all awake. Let’s go.”

(read part 2)

(Based on an article in Instauration)

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Pamela H
Pamela H
16 November, 2010 8:16 am

I think that the author (what’s his real name, I wonder?) is simply one of the best in the English language. Bravo for bringing him back to the fore. More please.

Protocols of the Learned Elders of Zion. - Page 7 - Stormfront
24 November, 2010 10:25 am

[…] Originally Posted by Freyja1 White people are indoctrinated, brainwashed. Many are unable to look at themselves as they cannot truly see beyond the limits set by their indoctrination. Yes, materialism seduces people. It really does. It also corrupts. I think that is partly why the Jews fight Christianity so hard. When you strip someone of their spiritual life the only thing they have got left is materialism. It becomes a poor substitute for inner, spiritual life. Empty people are also more easily led and controlled. Consumerism is now the only thing many whites have in common, the only thing we are allowed to have in common. Speaking of being brainwashed & indoctrinated & following materialism, perhaps a good word to describe all this is hypnotist. Whites are being hypnotized… Read more »

David Hess
David Hess
31 January, 2015 3:55 pm

I was trained in hypnosis in 1970 to work with college students. later in the mid-1970’s i used hypnosis in the District Attorney’s Office on Victims and witnesses to crime. Much was discontinued because of the possibility of false memory. Its funny, when the Feds trained us we were shown mind control techniques developed by the National socialists and the Chinese. Big bucks were spent along with drug studies until the ops were dropped around 1973 and went covert. The jews are manipulators but are truly cowards. I witnessed how they exploited southern blacks, ‘playing communist’ until the negroes turned on them. Muslims are coming to the USA to eventually get rid off the Jews and do US Christians a favor