Date: Sunday, February 16, 1997
Commenced: 10:45 AM CST
Concluded: 11:15 AM CST
GD: I got your packet today, Robert, and thank you for it. I have a problem with the classification stamps on them. Would I have any problem putting these into a book with the stamps showing?
RTC: I would suggest that you use them for reference, Gregory, and would appreciate it if you did not photo copy them. As you say, there could be serious trouble for both of us if you did. What did you think of them?
GD: Amazing. I had no idea the blessed Republicans were so underhanded and vicious.
RTC: The Democrats, and my father was an active one, are more interested in social issues but the GOP wants unfettered economic power and to get, and keep it, they have no scruples. Clinton may be left of center but he’s economically pretty sound. The Republicans, and I used to be the man for connections with really big business don’t forget, have two goals and two only. They want to establish an ideological police state that is anti-black, anti-Mexican, anti-intellectual and in this category, anti-Jew. Once they have this, their next goal would be to allow unfettered capitalism to rage unchecked throughout the land so that they and their friends can get rich quick on crooked businesses like the huge fraud now going on in the electronics stock. It goes up, Gregory, because it’s rigged and I just know it will go higher and higher.
GD: Yes, and what goes up, must come down. And if it goes up too fast, when it crashes, it takes legitimate businesses with it. My grandfather got out of the market in September of ’29 because it was going up too fast and businesses were heavily overcapitalized. This electronic business is not genuine?
RTC: No, it’s rigged. How it works is this way: The stock fraud people grab some engineering student from MIT, set him up in an nice office in San Francisco and then incorporate him with some fancy, arty name. Next step is to get the stock listed on the New York board. After that, a ring of very reputable stock brokers call up their friends with an offering. They tell them they are going to buy a certain stock at ten dollars for them and then sell it when it gets to, let’s say, twenty. The client goes along with this and when this is repeated across the country, the stock shoots up. The original investors get double their money back, minus brokerage fees, and then the brokers do it again, and again. This forces almost all technology stock up into the heavens. Maybe some of the initial investors gripe when they see stock they bought at ten and sold at twenty up at two hundred but when all of will come crashing down, they are satisfied that they have a safe return.
GD: Well, gravity works on the market as well as fat woman’s tits.
RTC: (Laughter) There you go again, Gregory, illuminating a serious economic lecture with lewd remarks.
GD: A little levity to offset crude capitalism.
RTC: Oh, if the Republicans have their way, all the restrictions on Wall Street would be lifted and everything would shoot up. Some of it rigged and the rest just being copycats.
GD: You’re not a Republican?
RTC: No, a relatively modest Democrat but not a poor one.
GD: It’s none of my business, Robert, but what do you have your money in?
RTC: Not communications stock, I can tell you that. Very conservative investments. And you?
GD: I’m almost broke, Robert. I don’t make that much money on the books and now that the rodent brigades from the CIA are starting to squeal that I am a really terrible liar, the sales are slowing down some. But, I have an idea that might pay off. I told you about the gold Jimmy Atwood and I dug up in ’90. Well, I have some old gasbag down in Florida who wants me to go over with him to Austria in the future and dig up more. Only this one doesn’t want to dig up gold. He wants to put a party together and get the money from them and come back with me later to get the money which we can split up.
RTC: The concentration camp money?
GD: Oh, yes and lots of it. We had to quit in ’90 because one was sick and the other a total asshole. And Atwood, being one of your people, tried all kinds of transparent tricks to cheat me. Didn’t work. But this Florida phony wants to work with me. I could always go back with him, or stay there after his rich friends went home, and dig up more money. Of course this time he could have a boating accident and fall into the lake. It’s very deep and very cold. What goes down into it Robert, does not come up.
RTC: And how would you get the loot back?
GD: I would keep it in Europe and invest it.
RTC: Probably not a bad idea. How much did you get last time?
GD: About five million and there must be five times that still left. Yes, I think a boating accident. Sort of like Colby’s assisted departure. If he has any family, I can tell them he ran off to Sofia with a Bulgarian whore instead of being refrigerated at the bottom of a deep lake in Austria. Well, we will see. I have a friend in the electronics business. How long before the stock boom busts?
RTC: I have no idea but eventually. Two years, three years…who knows? You don’t have any electronics stock, do you?
GD: God no. If I did have money, I would stay as far away as I can from the trendy stocks that the press loves to shill for. No, if I had a lot of money, I would put it in gold and property.
RTC: Anything left from your late jaunt?
GD: I invested it in long-term property and kept some of the gold. Of course I got the wedding rings and had to melt them all down and put them into bullet moulds I bought in Klagenfurt. Poor Aunt Minnie’s ring is gone forever.
RTC: I wouldn’t let the Jews find out about that, Gregory. They would be very angry with you.
GD: Well, who is to prove that this ring or that gold coin came from such and such a person? The people who owned these are long dead and mostly forgotten. So what?
RTC: For God’s sake, Gregory, don’t even hint at this in your books. Hell hath no fury like a Jew deprived of money.
GD: Well, his own or someone else’s? Jimmy and I got all kinds of gold crucifixes, wedding rings, coins and other material and I melted most of it down. Used a portable acetylene torch and bullet moulds working in an Italian hotel room. Cheap hotel and no one complained about the smell of melting metal. Took two weeks to melt it all down. Just think, so many precious memories, gone forever and all mine, Robert, all mine.
RTC: Well, just be discreet.
GD: I don’t mind the concept of screeching and imploring Hebrews so I invest elsewhere because I would mind the screeching and other problems of the IRS.
RTC: Yes, that would be different, wouldn’t it?
GD: Oh, yes. Now Atwood could get away with it because he belongs to your agency but I have no such cover. Jimmy got bagged for all kinds of thefts but your people got him off the hook…I think it was in ’62. Anyway, we make our own way in life, don’t we? And remember, we have a pool on how long it will be before the Company ices poor Jimmy for his loud mouth.
RTC: Yes, I remember.
GD: Ah, well, I am going to leave you, Robert, and go to church and see what sort of really awful pornography I can slip into the hymnals.
RTC: Now that’s not Christian, is it?
GD: Disagree, Robert. Quintessentially Christian, absolutely.
(Concluded at 11:15 CST)