Is There Intelligent Life on Earth? (part 1)
by Revilo P. Oliver
EARLY IN 1983, fifty-five years after it was perpetrated, Margaret Mead’s great anthropological hoax was at last definitively exposed by the publication of Professor Derek Freeman’s Margaret Mead and Samoa. See Ray Hill’s review of that book in the May issue of The Liberty Bell and the subjoined editorial note, which pointed out that the Mead woman’s hoax should never have fooled anyone who had a modicum of common sense and used it. Her touted “discovery,” which provided a theoretical basis for most of the systematic sabotage of children’s minds and characters in the public schools, was intrinsically incredible.
Articles about the great fraud appeared in other “right-wing” periodicals. It was concisely treated in the latest issue of the British Heritage & Destiny. In the June issue of National Vanguard, Ted O’Keefe, utilizing the work of Professor George W. Stocking, Jr., demonstrated the function of Mrs. Mead in the intrigues by which Jews infiltrated and subverted the science of anthropology and converted it into an arm of the Judaeo-Communist revolution, by which the American people are now held captive.
None of these articles, however, mentioned the most horrible fact of all.
Remember, please, that there are only two alternatives, and it does not really matter which you choose. Either (a) the Mead woman was a conscious fraud, a brazen liar, a willing tool in the hands of the implacable enemies of our race and civilization; or (b) she was stupid, utterly incompetent to conduct any investigation or do any work more demanding than washing dishes in the kitchen she abandoned to become a Ph.D., a frustrated female driven by certain sexual obsessions she wanted to impose on her sane and normal contemporaries. And the fictions that she called “research” were of precisely the kind that Hume, two centuries ago, used as an example of tales that are in themselves proof that they are told by a liar.
Now perpend the painful fact that Margaret Mead received the highest honors that the American Association for the Advancement of Science could bestow. She was elected President of that august body in 1975, and became Chairman of the Board thereafter. She was also Curator of the American Museum of Natural History from 1926 until she died in 1978. It took three inches of small type in American Men of Science to list the colleges and universities that showered honorary doctorates (including Litterarum Humaniorum Doctor!) on the great Professor Mead or competed for her prestigious presence to enhance their reputations as citadels of pure science. But all the toadying by college presidents on the make is a mere trifle in comparison with the action of the oldest, largest, and most highly respected body of scientists in the United States.1
That highly competent physicists, chemists, astronomers, and biologists should have bestowed their highest honors on the perpetrator of fraud that contravened common sense is simply appalling, no matter what scabrous Yiddish intrigues were used to promote her candidacy. And it is terrifying when we remember that our chances to survive depend entirely on the power and integrity of scientific research.
Our entire future depends on the tiny minority of men who represent not only our race’s highest intellectual accomplishment but also our highest morality (for, to the Aryan mind, nothing can be more sacred than ascertained facts and no ethical obligation can be more imperative than recognition of truth). So we must most anxiously ask ourselves what can have made our best minds so gullible or feckless.
Our problem, of course, has nothing to do with the infinite credulity and irredeemable ignorance of the masses. Even in our race (which alone concerns us) scores of suckers are born every minute and will continue to be born in every minute of the foreseeable future. In the great majority, such powers of ratiocination as they may possess will always be submerged by an overwhelming yen to believe the unbelievable. One could list a thousand proofs of that dolorous fact.
In Stockton, California, some prankster made an image of the fabulous Virgin seem to move of its own accord, and he squirted a few drops of oil on the plaster face to represent tears. The miracle started an epidemic of brain-fever in the congregation, but the trick was too crude for even the professional holy men, much as they would have liked a plausible manifestation of their elusive deity, and they denounced it as a hoax. To the delirious half-wits, that merely proved that their priests had become “possessed of the devil.” Full-page advertisements in various newspapers (and a half-page in the most widely circulated ‘right-wing’ weekly) recently informed us that the “American Lourdes” is in operation and that its cash-registers are clicking merrily. The proof of its miraculous power was a photograph taken at night and showing a statue of the Virgin Mary before which God evidently dashed by, gesticulating with a pen-sized flashlight that recorded a wildly irregular streak on the film. At one point, the often retroflected and contorted line vaguely resembles the letter G in handwriting; this, we are told, God intended as his signature! That proves that he has learned some English — at least the generic name for supernatural beings in that language.
It was mere chance that the examples that came first to my mind pertain to a cult that is no worse than a hundred others. The Jewish con man whose doings in India were mentioned in The Liberty Bell in March 1981 has now moved his holy whore house to Oregon and has teams of rich imbeciles jumping up and down and yelling “Hoo, hoo, hoo!” so that they can copulate hard enough to “find God by experiencing ‘cosmic orgasm.’ ”
We laugh at such nitwits, until we remember that they and millions like them can and do vote. Then cold shivers run up and down our spines.
If a nation overburdened with such masses of human détritus survives, that will be a miracle greater than any imagined by our dervishes, and the only hope of it lies in rigorously scientific thinking by the few men who have the intellect to sustain our civilization. Hence the urgency of our inquiry.
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Source: Liberty Bell publications; transcribed by Racial Idealism