Friday, December 13, 2013

Which the children Lost


The reality of reading the learned men and women of the past is that they actually were educated and they had the existential experience to that which they were speaking and they always spoke in a most sincere and real matter.

There has been a push in the past decades by a distinct cartel Mockingbird programme to destroy historians like Francis Parkman, and an absolute hatred for the offspring of President Theodore Roosevelt for their part in world political affairs which transferred the world from British Empire to Pax Americanus.

I have the most heartfelt sadness for Kermit Roosevelt, son of the President. He was in reality the son the President always had to provide an epitaph for this child. It was Kermit who was with the President on the African safari and it was Kermit who was in the Amazon, when the President was dying and told his son to leave him, but Kermit picked the old man up and by force of will was not going to allow his father to die.

There was a bond between this father and son and few children ever surpass their great parents in accomplishment, but Kermit did. In his book, War in the Garden of Eden, Kermit Roosevelt lays out a brilliant landscape of World War I in 1919, on the Mideast Front. Few would even know that there was a war in the Middle East as a front, but it was indeed a war in the German Turk allies making war there against Great Britain.
Roosevelt lays out in the most simple terms the complexities of the region and I will include several of his quotes as they are exceptional.

While in route to Baghdad, Roosevelt volunteered to feed the boiler and related that it was so hot in the ship, that his hands blistered in touching handles.

"Some unusually intelligent stokers had deserted at Port Said, and as we were in
consequence short-handed, it was suggested that any volunteers would be
given a try. Finch Hatton and I felt that our years in the tropics should
qualify us, and that the exercise would improve our dispositions. We got
the exercise. Never have I felt anything as hot, and I have spent August
in Yuma, Arizona, and been in Italian Somaliland and the Amazon Valley.
The shovels and the handles of the wheelbarrows blistered our hands."


It is the rarest of things in Kermit Roosevelt volunteered for the Great European War, before America was involved in that war. It is how he was part of the British Expeditionary Force to the Mideast and at times was in command of an armoured machine gun car making runs against Turkish Cavalry.

It is an interesting thing to read Roosevelt, as while one can hear the quick cadence of his fathers, lowland Dutch roots, Kermit communicates in a steady pace which flows like a placid river upon the mind washing it with information.
The delight that this American at war under the British flag could pass through the Gulf of Hormuz and actually be aware of the historical battle fought there which changed the world, and then in perfect chivalry lament that war was not fought in gentlemanly way.

"As we passed through the Strait of Ormuz memories of the early days of
European supremacy in the East crowded back, for I had read many a
vellum-covered volume in Portuguese about the early struggles for
supremacy in the gulf. One in particular interested me. The Portuguese
were hemmed in at Ormuz by a greatly superior English force. The expected
reinforcements never arrived, and at length their resources sank so low,
and they suffered in addition, or in consequence, so greatly from disease
that they decided to sail forth and give battle. This they did, but before
they joined in fight the ships of the two admirals sailed up near each
other--the Portuguese commander sent the British a gorgeous scarlet
ceremonial cloak, the British responded by sending him a handsomely
embossed sword. The British admiral donned the cloak, the Portuguese
grasped the sword; a page brought each a cup of wine; they pledged each
other, threw the goblets into the sea, and fell to. The British were
victorious. Times indeed have sadly changed in the last three hundred
years!"


The Roosevelts would know Africa, Europe, Asia and the Mideast intimately, for they tramped upon those grounds hunting. It is interesting that Kermit Roosevelt was treated far better than Americans were on other fronts by the British officer staff, Roosevelt being son of a President, whose mother's side resided in England, and the African saga, allowed Kermit to be looked after quite well among the British, and it notes the perfect diplomatic nature that Roosevelt possessed like the son of another President in John Quincy Adams.

"We entered the Garden of Eden, and one could quite appreciate the
feelings of the disgusted Tommy who exclaimed: "If this is the Garden, it
wouldn't take no bloody angel with a flaming sword to turn me back." The
direct descendant of the Tree is pointed out; whether its properties are
inherited I never heard, but certainly the native would have little to
learn by eating the fruit."


Yes where else but in a Roosevelt epic, would one find the location for the "offspring of the Tree of the Garden of Eden of Good and Evil". With two Gulf Wars in Iraq, one never did learn of this Tree nor was it ever mentioned the Scribe Ezra was buried upon the banks of the great river and like Daniel, his tomb was protected by the Muslims.


"When General Maude took over the command, the effect of the Holy War that,
at the Kaiser's instigation, was being preached in the mosques had not as
yet been determined. This jehad, as it was called, proposed to unite all
"True Believers" against the invading Christians, and give the war a
strongly religious aspect. The Germans hoped by this means to spread
mutiny among the Mohammedan troops, which formed such an appreciable
element of the British forces"


That is the reality of the Theodore Roosevelt family, in they were the children who liberated Iranian oil for the Shah in allied sympathies to Christian America, and were attacked for it in being smeared, and castigated as that Jimmy Carter and Zbigniew Brzezinski fiasco unseated the Shah for militant Islam, all installed in that communist Khomeini, the Islamocommunist, was but a replay of what Kermit Roosevelt recorded in 1919.
The words might be spelled different now in Jihad compared to JEHAD then, but one can see the Berlin cartel machinations of all of this modern "terrorism", as it is billed the true believers against Christians, and it was meant to create and use militant Islam against the Anglo American west.

In one short adventurous book of War in the Garden of Eden, Kermit Roosevelt explains completely the future which would take place,  as much as linked to the past, and what the Roosevelt's in taking control of the oil situation in the Mideast were neutralizing to manage these peoples peacefully.

"The dust smothered us; there was not a breath of air to
rid us of it for even a moment. The miles seemed interminable. At noon we
halted beside a narrow stream known as Oil River--a common name in this
part of the country where oil abounds and the water is heavily impregnated
with it. For drinking it was abominable--and almost spoiled the tea upon
which we relied for a staple."


"In response to his summons an old woman came and ushered us
into a large, cool room, well furnished and with beautiful Kurdish rugs.
There we found four young girls, who, it was explained to me, formed the
Turkish general's "field harem." He had left in too much of a hurry to
take them with him. They were Kurds and Circassians, or Georgians--and the
general had shown no lack of taste in his selection!"

Yes it was not that distant, when children were the sexual prisoners of those who ruled, and as the 21st century, the same rule has brought about the same ruled with the prize still being the white sexual slave in this world.


The book was dedicated to Kermit's dead father, who had recently passed on. There was something in Kermit which was lost without his father in the adventure and appreciation of the little boy. I knew of Kermit when he hunted in Alaska and it was always said people could feel his forlorn nature in things were just never right with him. He would kill himself to end whatever was bothering him, and with his death, America had removed from her, a gentleman who should have been a John Quincy Adams arising to the White House.
I contemplate that reality if Kermit Roosevelt, the grande visionary, diplomatic genius, educated traveler, if America had elected him, instead of that torrid communist sympathizer, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, what would the world  have been?

It was evident of the strong ties between the Anglo Americans, and America would have entered that war again in Europe. The difference being Kermit a son of his father, would have built the American forces immediately, so when the blow was struck, World War II, would have been prosecuted on two fronts and rightfully shortened by several years.

The reality is, Kermit Roosevelt as President would likely have had his General Patton indeed, join the German Wehrmacht to have smashed the Soviets, instead of the Franklin Roosevelt of building the Soviet menace up.
Think of a Prussian central Europe in Christian peace, a Russian Christian east ruling there, and the western powers at peace. No Iron Curtain and no Cold War.

In the east, General MacArthur would have not only neutralized Japan, but no doubt employed the Red Sun against the Reds of Peking. Once again, no Korean War and no Vietnam as was engineered.

America would have been the lone nuclear power for a Pax Americanus under this astute leadership.

I must go visit Kermit to ascertain his position, as he requires looking after. He really does.



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