Why I Didn't Join the Masons
September 17, 2010
by Roger Barbour
(for henry makow.com)
In this seventh and the final Installment, Roger answers questions from Henry about his lifelong battle with Freemasons and makes suggestions for coping.
GIVEN HOW MUCH EASIER IT WOULD HAVE MADE YOUR LIFE, WHY DIDN'T YOU BECOME A MASON AND GO THROUGH THE MOTIONS?
Doing so isn't in my anthology of ethical practices. Everything they stand for makes me want to puke and that's only the tip of the iceberg. I would no more consider joining the Masons than I would consider becoming a member of MS-13.
Growing up, I used to listen with rapt attention as my elders rehashed the "old stories" time and again at family gatherings. Inevitably, one of the old sods would carry on at length about his life in Ireland under British tyranny. Tale after tale of murder and violence at the hands of the Black and Tan would emerge in living color. These bastards were nothing more than 10 shilling-a-day mercenaries for the Masonic, British government. During the winter of 1920, just before Christmas, they murdered two of my relatives as they went on a looting spree in Cork City.
Later in life, as previously mentioned, my dad explained the "ins and outs" of the Masons to me at length. These lessons had great impact on me from that time on. Additionally, he related stories of his countless clashes with them during the early 1900's.
The area where I grew up was populated by wealthy old Yankees that, to a man, were Freemasons. Old papers I've read from that era (1915-1930) were loaded with help wanted ads which clearly stated "Irish and Catholic, need not apply". This type of evidence reinforced everything my dad had taught me and made me despise the Masons all the more. My life experiences with them sealed the deal in spades.
By nature, I'm not a "joiner" and it's been inculcated in me from the beginning that a man should fend for himself. In this context, that also means that he and he alone is responsible for his actions. Striking out independently is definitely my style. I don't need a group or leader to blindly follow in the hopes of succeeding at anything. I'm perfectly capable of doing it on my own. When I attempt something, I do so with my head high and my shoulders squared off.
If I shake your hand, I do so firmly and look you in the eye while doing it. In my dealings with others (business, work or play) I make my intent clearly known and act in an overt, straight forward and honest manner. Never expect me to lie in order to shirk responsibility or to cover up my ineptness or errors. I will always be the first one to announce that I made a mistake or that I am at fault.
These are a few of the tenets that I live by. They are definitely not in sync with the great sidereal movement of Freemasonry. I refuse to lower my standards in the interests of profit or other worldly gains. I refuse to become a member of some secret society that is actually a direct contradiction of what it purports to be. I refuse to engage in character assassination, defrauding the legal system and nepotism for personal gain or for the benefit of another man. In this last respect the Masons are particularly loathsome. Their own system of "affirmative action" insures that one of their own will benefit rather than a more capable and worthy individual. This is probably the thing I despise most about them.
Yes....I'm probably stupid, old fashioned and idealistic, not to mention truly American at heart. I've always believed that I came into this world broke and bare-assed and will surely go out the same way. To the best of my knowledge, they don't put pockets in coffins. When my life force enters the next phase I'd like it to do so proudly and with a clear conscience.
Too damned bad we'll never have a chance to sit down and shoot the shit. I could get you laughing, crying and cursing all at once.
ANY LAST ANECDOTES ABOUT NAVIGATING MASONIC WATERS?
Just one....Watch your ass at all times.
The bastards are everywhere. Watch the road and your rear view for cops.
Getting stopped could lead to your worst nightmare. In my case they
wouldn't think twice about planting a gun or drugs in my vehicle to
facilitate relieving me of my property and possessions. I make it a
habit to avoid women and children since they could easily trump up charges
of assault or molestation. I speak to nobody in the interests of concealing
the fact that "I'm not from here". Most communication is accomplished
via hand gestures and vague grunts.
A word of thanks and encouragement to readers that have responded to my articles on Freemasonry:
If my experience with the Freemasons has bolstered your suspicions or served to enlighten you in any way I feel as though I've done something worthwhile.
Caution Vs. Paranoia in dealing with the Masons
When you get the primal feeling that "something isn't quite right" with any given situation, there's usually a very good reason for it. Unless you have tendencies bordering on complete paranoia, your basic instincts will never let you down.
Don't ignore them. Use them as a tool for sorting and cataloging all the input you receive during these encounters.
Education is the key
Lots of information about the Masons is available on the web and in countless publications. A few hours spent reviewing the basics could save you time and money, not to mention heartache, in the future.
Knowing what to look for and how to identify a Mason would be a good place to start. "An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure." Since Masons are basically "gang-bangers", their own subtle form of graffiti is used to readily identify their territory. It's very common to find the "square and compass" symbol along with others, at the entrance to many towns. In one case, I passed a billboard along a major interstate announcing that the traveler was now entering "their turf".
Here's a link to one of the better sites I've found on the subject of Masonic
Dealing with it
How you deal with a Masonic presence depends in large measure on the size and proportions of the presence itself.
Areas under Masonic control are best avoided. If you're considering relocation, take the time to thoroughly investigate that area first and get a "feel" for it. Talk with people and observe their reactions. Note how many vehicles have Masonic symbols affixed to bumpers, windows and rear areas. Locate any Lodges that might be in the town and also note how many others exist in surrounding communities. Above all, learn to apply the knowledge you glean about the Masons and share it freely with your non-Masonic associates.
Be aware that you are dealing with a criminal mentality. Regardless of social standing or their place in the community, Freemasons are basically "gang- bangers". Everything you say can and will be used against you if it's in the interests of the Freemasonic cause and the gain of those at the top of their local organization. Keep this in mind if you happen to find yourself "passing the time of day" with someone you're not sure of.
The strength of this evil cabal lies in the fact that they are hiding in plain sight. Exposing them to the world would be like turning on a light in a room full of cockroaches.
This is exactly what happened in the Northeast during the mid-1820's http:// en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anti-Masonic_Party forcing the Masons to
lower their profile and bringing about the anti-Masonic Movement.
In some circles, this was called the Masonic War and was marked by the
lynching of Masons and the destruction of their lodges.
In today's political world, the Mason's are definitely making a comeback.
Photographers covering political events frequently catch politicians, heads of state and other officials exchanging Masonic signs and handshakes. Even the Pope, scion of the Catholic Church, has been caught in the act.
Perhaps now would be a good time to revive the anti-Masonic sentiments that culminated in the events of the mid-1820's. Educating your young and spreading the word about this insidious force dwelling among us would be a good place to start. Where you take it from there is up to you.
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