Outwitting Local Freemasons
September 2, 2010
by Roger Barbour
(fifth in a series, "Freemasons in My Life")
My business ventures during Florida's
building boom eclipsed the sum of everything I had attempted so far.
Experience dealing with the Masons enabled me to engage them in a form of guerrilla warfare.
The strategy consisted of infiltrating their ranks, and gaining their
confidence to a point where they were reasonably sure I was one of them.
This began to have a "snowball effect" and before long, I
found myself getting referrals from within their fraternity.
This dangerous game
required tact and total attention. It could be nerve wracking. At the slightest hint of suspicion, I would quickly
make myself scarce. Discussions were limited to business sidestepping a "Masonic word game" which could
MAKING GOOD MEN RICHER
I was able to provide gainful, lucrative
employment to several good men who had no Masonic ties.
The exit strategy included a contract to transplant a production facility to the heart of South Carolina's "Bible Belt" where Freemasons rule supreme.
my destination was about to become a "real estate hot spot" exacerbated my proclivity
to jump from the frying pan into the Masonic inferno. While fulfilling
my contract, I used every spare moment to research the area's land offerings
and it became apparent that development was rapidly approaching. Major road widening and bridge renovations
By job's completion, I had chosen the
ideal tract of land, struck a deal and paid for it with the proceeds
of my sales in Florida.
Anticipating immediate ostracism by the Masons, I took several
steps to avoid disaster. The first was to apply for my maritime pension
to provide a comfortable income without reliance on sources controlled
by the Masons. The second was to engage an out-of-state, non-Masonic
contractor that I knew and trusted to furnish and erect a building under
My detractors erroneously assumed I was
attempting to establish a repair business. This notion set the stage for my introduction
to the "locals" and soon, the initial flow of "customers"
approached like an ink cloud concealing the tentacles of a Masonic octopus.
Tasked as inquisitors, members of a local
"Blue Lodge" filtered in to glean information about my intentions
and conduct a "threat assessment" to local Masonic businesses.
Their faltering, inept attempts at spying were both obvious and laughable.
Predictably, the "upper Masonic echelons" had employed their
lesser counterparts, sometimes called "Porch Masons", to handle
the dirty work.
Meanwhile, the "Masonic elites" gathered in
their lair to ascertain how I had commandeered of a key piece of real
estate without their blessings and to formulate a plan to disenfranchise
So the battle continues. My trusty "For
Sale by Owner" sign graces the fence, a colorful ad campaign flows
across the web and I patiently await the resurgence of the real estate
Meanwhile the neighbors maintain their watch, cataloging visitors
to my shop and making regular reports to their Masonic masters. Those
found guilty of consorting with me face castigation and are directed
to take their trade elsewhere.
This is a Godsend because
I am now free to devote my time to development projects for a select
clientele while the world of the Freemasons remains outside my gate.
During the course of my life, I have wasted a disproportionate
amount of time grappling with the Freemasons.
I strongly encourage skeptics to examine the
plethora of information readily available on the web and the multitude
of publications on this subject. Relate what you read to your own life
experiences. Perhaps in doing so, you will find answers to some of the
confounding events that have directly affected your life in business,
law and the workplace.
UPCOMING - "WHY I DIDN'T JUST JOIN THE MASONS"
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