Auschwitz: Sixty Years on, or Six Millennia?

For politics, ideology or riches, whole populations have been Auschwitzed and Kosovoed and Baghdaded into oblivion.

Genghis Khan, Tamerlane, Ivan The Terrible. Idi Amin, Apartheid … Stalin's Kulaks and his Gulag empire; Christians-versus-lion in the Coliseum … the Spanish Inquisition … the Slave Trade to Europe and the Americas … the Crusades … the Rape of the Sabines ... King David's ethnic cleansing of the Philistines.

But hang on a minute; did we not see some pretty high-cultured People pressing-the-flesh there among the acknowledged monsters? The Land of the Two Rivers is our The Cradle of Civilisation, the Rosetta Stone hails from that district; Greece gave us Democracy and the Hippocratic Oath; Rome gave us the bases of language and law and a majority religion; Indians and Africans paid for Big Ben, and Wall Street gave us Jesus Saves (At The Bank of America) bumper-stickers. Not one of the colonisers were very kind to their subjects … the Conquistadores were Pinnacles of Their Most Catholic Majesties' Society, the Wild West Indian Fighters and their smallpox-blankets were devout and patriotic God-botherers...

A merciful God who loves us, the priests, the imams, the politicians thunder - but only if we kow-tow to their particular brand of belief because all non-believers are excluded from heaven...

About the only cultures where I have seen a semblance of brotherly love are matrilineal - that is, land- and title-rights pass from mother to daughter. Patrilineal blue-stockings may sneer about moral looseness and wrong-side-of-the-blanket, but I felt a palpable aura of familial peace in their homes; your respected Daddy is the guy who pays your mama's bills - in maternal cultures and times they just don't give a damn! They weren't backwards in defending themselves physically or verbally (Malinowski's Trobrianders' immediate neighbours included the head-hunters of Goodenough Island), but most trouble was soothed and negotiated; the male killer-instinct sexually quenched.

I did not see feminism there, I saw family; even in "closed" societies the stresses of "liberation" were abhorred. Deep in the heart of all societies there is familiar love, but in matrilineal cultures it is right there shining from all doors and widows. Matriarchal smiles have always calmed me: you will always find them in a large family. At root, I think that nearly all of us actually feel comfortable under our matrilineal thumb.

There is good evidence that some six thousand years ago the dry waste stretching from Morocco to Suez and up into northern China was a Garden of Eden. Death, Taxes and Climate Change are the three nemeses: the lush cedar forests of Lebanon and Israel were clear-felled in Roman times, to leave today's dust.

James deMeo1 makes a lot of sense. He argues that there was a strong matrilineal culture throughout this supra-continental Garden of Eden. DeMeo contends that as the good times dried up about 4000BCE the vast population was forced to rely on its defensive and aggressive instincts. In the play-for-keeps fight for survival the new warrior culture swamped the women-folk, and only the toughest survived.

Something really nasty happened during that chaos, something so catastrophic that someone started mutilating sex-organs. There is no real evidence, but a right-of-passage test became a mandatory pain-and-blood ritual... Parts of this new culture invented this brutal surgery and people on both sides of the Atlantic espouse it today; deMeo says that the brutality was to suppress any sense of joie-de-vivre, to kill the sexual impulse, to remote-control society, to make sure the young people of today have it hard and pass it on in the same hateful way. It's the basic cause of men panting in smelly, sleazy booths in small, hidden shops; of masters fingering servants.

In the 1970s a Professor at an important Middle-Eastern University compared place-names in a recent Gazetteer of Saudi Arabia, with those of the Bible. There was nothing to indicate if this man was Jew or Arab, Christian or Muslim but he claimed fluency in the necessary languages and argued very effectively that Genesis and much of the early parts of the Bible happened down south-east of Jeddah and Mecca, inland and toward Yemen.

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Other and totally isolated cultures followed blood-rituals too: a front tooth knocked out, all sorts of Social Security insignia etched, scratched, burned, branded, coloured and otherwise, excruciatingly deep into prominent parts of one's hide: Ms. Madonna is reputed to use a cigarette, certain ladies and gents decorated their wedding-tackle with subcutaneous precious stones. At Pontianak Airport in West Borneo was a gorgeous Iban lady with five ounces of pure gold hanging from each ear-lobe. She served coffee with such perfection of grace that her dowry remained mostly vertical, resting gently below her collar-bones. The Iban and the Maori still tattoo by hand. Maybe our willingness to cause pain to others is just part of our brutal nature?

Saharasia is still a rich and fat region - in parts. Early travellers2 described paradise on earth in hidden pockets behind horrific ramparts - masquerading in through and out of Jeddah, Mecca, Kabul and Khartoum, spying out the wealth of the east. Then someone invented the automobile and they found the real curses and blessings that are Black Gold.

But the fact remains that the roots of a large majority of this planet's population are back in Saharasia: China in the upper right with Japan reengineering it all; India in the next quadrant with her 750 languages and Macedonian pollination; the Middle East of course, and Deepest Africa. Powerful Greek brains remanufactured the same Fabian Sexistry and exported both it and the terrifying concept of total war to Rome; from whence it infected the whole of Europe and eventually the entire US Military-Industrial complex. US military females can fight - their first lesson is to avoid their Sergeant's suggestive gropings.

These roots are cold, feelingless; manipulatively anti-sexual and anti-wimmin; brutal from micro to macro. In too many parts of the world the warrior guards his breeding-stock and his crop of warriors and mothers-of-warriors; sometimes with a borderline-psychopathic brutality and usually with the full support from his local philosophers and politicians.

The Brit poet Shelley told of a long-toppled, gigantic statue of a man somewhere in the dusty deserts around our Cradle of Civilisation. Written large on the base was this back-handed epitaph:



These are the roots of Auschwitz; and Tolstoy's Rule3 says that some time soon the vine will set its putrid fruit again. Maybe it's setting it already; somewhere and right now.

Very few matrilineal societies squandered their resources on useless piles of rock; only men erected stone penises.

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1: http://www.orgonelab.org/saharasia.htm
2: Sir Richard Burton (1850s), The Devil Drives.
3: Those who fail to heed the lessons of history will be forced to repeat that bitter learning.