{"id":11475,"date":"2009-10-01T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2009-10-01T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2012-09-30T22:34:34","modified_gmt":"2012-09-30T22:34:34","slug":"the-plot-against-art-part-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.thetruthseeker.co.uk\/?p=11475","title":{"rendered":"The Plot Against Art, Part 1"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cNever before have so few been in a position to make fools, maniacs or criminals of so many.\u201d<\/em>
\nHG Wells, The Shape of Things to Come.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ll begin with a confession: I am a failed artist. Ever since I can remember, I have wanted to paint. The only thing that stopped me was lack of talent. The first time I did a self-portrait, checking with the mirror in my bedroom to see how I was getting on, my mother put an abrupt end to my artistic ambitions by exclaiming, \u201cGosh, what a cute little chimp!\u201d<\/p>\n

It was a rude awakening for a nine-year-old artist.<\/p>\n

About a decade later, I asked myself was art was all about. One day I found this sentence in a biography of Burne-Jones, and I jotted it down in my diary and pondered it for a day or two, \u201cI mean by a picture a beautiful romantic dream of something that never was, never will be \u2014 in a better light than any light that ever shone \u2014 in a land no one can define or remember, only desire \u2014 and from forms divinely beautiful.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

When I read that sentence, I almost fainted. I was a sensitive girl, given to fits of swooning at the slightest opportunity. It was then I realized there was no real difference between poetry and painting, between painting and music. All, in their own ways, sought for God \u2014 albeit a God who might not exist \u2014 but a God nonetheless. God was beauty. God was longing. God was the fire in the rose.<\/p>\n

That\u2019s what I thought then. I was young and foolish.<\/p>\n

Art, I found out later, was about making money. Organized Jewry taught me this. Art dealer Paul Rosenberg says, \u201cA painting is only beautiful when it sells.\u201d Jewish president of the Marlborough Gallery, Frank Lloyd, confirms this: \u201cThere is only one measure of success in running a gallery: making money.\u201d<\/p>\n

The question we need to ask is: Who runs the Art Market and how did it become a freak circus?<\/p>\n

<\/strong><\/span>
\nLet\u2019s take a little trip round the art world with Israel Shamir. Mr Shamir, after all, is not only well-informed about art but is also a tour guide in Jerusalem<\/a>. He agrees with me about the sacral nature of art. \u201cNo art without Christ,\u201d he says. By \u201cChrist\u201d he means much more than the historical Jesus. He means the Logos<\/a>, or Christ Principle, the rule of law in a divinely ordered universe.<\/p>\n

Art Should Make You Miserable<\/div>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

Since Darwin and Freud, there has been a complete \u201crevaluation of all values.\u201d Everything has been turned upside down. We can mostly attribute this parlous state of affairs to the machinations of organized Jewry, in particular to a group of revolutionary thinkers known as the Frankfurt School. (For a detailed introduction to the ideas of these neo-Freudian Marxists, most of whom were Jewish refugees from Hitler\u2019s Germany who fled to America, see Chapter 5<\/a> of Kevin MacDonald\u2019s The Culture of Critique<\/em>).<\/p>\n

Just as one of these Frankfurters, Theodor Adorno, set out to destroy Western music<\/a>, assuring the world that atonal music was a good thing because it was discordant and ugly, others in the group set out to destroy art and push it to its reductio ad absurdum<\/em>: lights going on and off<\/a> in an empty room, unmade beds<\/a> with condoms and bloodstained panties strewn around, and sealed cans containing the artist\u2019s own excrement<\/a>.<\/p>\n

One of the founders of the Frankfurt School, Georg Luk\u00e1cs, asked rhetorically, \u201cWho will save us from Western civilization?\u201d He began the rescue operation himself, convincing himself that the best way to do this was to create \u201ca culture of pessimism\u201d and \u201ca world that has been abandoned by God.\u201d Cool.<\/p>\n

Another of these mental giants, Walter Benjamin, believed that the purpose of art was to make people as miserable as possible, for pessimism was an essential preliminary to world revolution. \u201cTo organize pessimism,\u201d he pointed out portentously, \u201cmeans nothing other than to expel the moral metaphor from politics.\u201d Benjamin succeeded only too well in making himself miserable. He committed suicide.<\/p>\n

Marxist revolutionary Willi Munzenberg made no bones about his mission in life. It was to destroy Western civilization. No kidding. To accomplish this, he said, the Frankfurters would have to \u201corganize the intellectuals and use them to make Western civilization stink. Only then, after they have corrupted all its values and made life impossible, can we impose the dictatorship of the proletariat\u201d. (My italics).<\/p>\n

To summarize: Let\u2019s create a culture of pessimism. Let\u2019s make Western civilization stink. Let\u2019s create a godless world and drive people to despair. Let\u2019s corrupt society\u2019s values and make life impossible. In short, let\u2019s create hell on earth.<\/p>\n

It will soon become clear to you, if you are a struggling artist, that the art world is dominated by Jews who are only too anxious to bring about this hell on earth. Their control over what now passes for art is as tentacular as it is terrifying. Art has morphed into Anti-Art. \u201cFor Jews,\u201d Israel Shamir points out, \u201ctheir group interest lies in undermining visual art, for they can\u2019t compete with it. Even deeper group interest is to undermine Christianity, their main enemy.\u201d<\/p>\n

To undermine. To corrupt. To create discord. To drive crazy. To destroy. Verbs to remember. Let\u2019s begin our tour of the art world<\/a>, with Israel Shamir as our guide, and try to gain an insight into what is going on.<\/p>\n

<\/strong><\/span>
\nOne day, Shamir finds himself in the Basque capital of Bilbao in Spain. He has come to check out the museum of modern art built by the fabulously rich (Jewish) Guggenheim family. The biggest building in Spain, the Guggenheim Museum impresses Shamir profoundly \u2014 it\u2019s like something out of a science-fiction movie \u2014 but once he steps inside the building he is acutely disappointed.<\/p>\n

Gallery Hopping With Mr Shamir<\/div>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

Hey, what on earth is all this junk? Pieces of corrugated iron lying around like in a scrap yard. Rusty iron plates in one corner. Video screens blinking away inanely. Bare geometric forms. And, believe it or not, an entire floor devoted to a collection of Armani suits. Boy, I\u2019m outa here<\/em>! Shamir mutters to himself, making a beeline for the Exit.<\/p>\n

And what does he do next? He hops on a plane to Venice, and now we see him poking around the famous Biennale Museum, trying to make sense out of a collection of trashed cars on display. Mopping his brow feverishly, he needs to sit down to collect his wits. No, don\u2019t sit there, sir \u2014 those chairs are a precious work of art!<\/em> You want to read a good book, Mr Shamir, to take your mind of all this junk? No problem. Here\u2019s a bookcase full of books. Help yourself. Or rather, don\u2019t<\/em> help yourself! This bookcase, crammed with moldy old books, is also a sublime work of art! Yes, all the way from sublime, artistic Israel!<\/p>\n

One might have thought that, after suffering all these disappointments, Mr Shamir would have packed it in and gone back to Jaffa, determined never to set foot in an art gallery again. But no, a glutton for punishment, our art guide now decides to visit a museum in Amsterdam where he is confronted by a collection of decomposed pig trunks. To his astonishment, he learns that a cadaver immersed in formaldehyde, on display in this same museum, has been purchased for $50,000 by a rich American. Wow, a corpse collector!<\/em><\/p>\n

His disillusionment is total when, on visiting Copenhagen, he finds himself in the church of St Nicholas. Being a convert to Christianity, maybe he goes in there to pray. If so, he is saddened to have his mind polluted by the pictures he sees on the walls of that venerable old church. Here\u2019s a color photograph of a naked old woman, withered and sick. And here, right next to it, is a huge blown-up picture of the female genitalia. And what\u2019s this? Oh, nothing to worry about! Just a photo of a couple of guys having oral sex. Hey man, c\u2019mon! This is a healthy and natural act! What better place for the celebration of joyous pagan sexuality than a Christian church?<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cWhatever they proclaimed as art, was art,\u201d Shamir concludes ruefully. \u201cIn the beginning, these were works of some dubious value like the \u2018abstract paintings\u2019 of Jackson Pollock. Eventually we came to rotten swine, corrugated iron, and Armani suits. Art was destroyed<\/em>.\u201d [My italics.]<\/p>\n

<\/strong><\/span>
\nSo what does all this have to do with the Jews? Plenty. If you want to play that fascinating game known as Cherchez le Juif, let\u2019s continue our tour of the contemporary art world.<\/p>\n

The Jewish Connection<\/div>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

You will meet many artists, quite a few of them pliant and accommodating non-Jews, who are prepared to jump through the hoops set before them by their Masters: the ubiquitous Jews lurking in the shadows. The men who call the shots. The men with the money. The men whom the artist must learn to please and flatter if he hopes to get ahead and become rich and famous.<\/p>\n

The ambitious artist will find himself drawn inevitably into a Jewish world. He will learn to pepper his conversation with Yiddish phrases. He will never breathe a word of criticism against Israel, no matter what atrocities that country is in the process of committing. He will sneer at Muslims, the Qur\u2019an and the Palestinians. He will find it pays dividends to insult Christianity, the religion of his forefathers. He will mention the Holocaust, whenever possible, with moist eyes; and he will paint as many pictures of Auschwitz as he can, preferably with chimneys belching black smoke.<\/p>\n

All this has been done by goy artists. The proof for these claims can be found here<\/a> in this enormous archive of art information. I have drawn upon it heavily.<\/p>\n

Even the great Picasso knew he was appeasing the Jews when he embraced his friend Pierre Daix and confided in a low voice, \u201cTo think that painters once thought they could paint The Massacre of the Innocents!<\/em>\u201d He was clearly echoing or anticipating Adorno\u2019s \u201cThere can be no poetry after Auschwitz.\u201d If there can be no poetry after Auschwitz, there can be no art either \u2014 certainly not Christian<\/em> art.<\/p>\n

Andy Warhol knew better than most how to ingratiate himself with the Jews. His 1980 series, \u201cTen Portraits of Jews of the Twentieth Century,” features ten portraits of what Warhol referred to as “Jewish geniuses,”<\/a> one of whom was Israeli Prime Minister Golda Meir \u2014 the \u201cgenius\u201d who said there were no Palestinians<\/a>, adding with her famous flair for the witty phrase: \u201cHow can we return the occupied territories? There is nobody to return them to.\u201d Another “genius” was Sigmund Freud, whom Kevin MacDonald has described<\/a> as having perpetrated the greatest scientific fraud of the 20th century \u2014 a fraud that was very useful in constructing the culture of Western suicide.<\/p>\n

Warhol seems to have put his considerable charm to work with Henry Geldzahler, curator of the Metropolitan Museum of Art \u2014 an influential Jew who happened, like Warhol, to be homosexual. \u201cAlthough they were never lovers, the relationship became intimate<\/a>,\u201d we are assured by one of Warhol\u2019s biographers. \u201cAndy spoke to Henry on the phone every night before he went to sleep and every morning as soon as he woke up.\u201d I am not saying that Warhol and Geldzahler were lovers, though others have said so. That\u2019s of no interest to me. All I\u2019m suggesting is that Warhol, a notorious opportunist, found it helped his career to cultivate the Jews. His appeal, in the words of film critic Carrie Rickey, was to the \u201csynagogue circuit.\u201d<\/p>\n

Transvestite potter Grayson Perry \u2014 here he is<\/a> receiving the Turner Prize for his inspired pots \u2014 knew his success depended less on his talents than on the advertising genius of his plutocratic patron Charles Saatchi. He was well aware, moreover, that Islamophobia can always be relied on to win friends and influence people in the Judeocentric art world. \u201cThe reason I haven\u2019t gone all out to attack Islamism in my art,\u201d he confides fearlessly, \u201cis because I feel real fear that someone will slit my throat.<\/a>\u201d Avoiding controversial political statements in the interests of discretion, Perry decided to devote his life to producing ceramic pots depicting \u201cexplicit scenes of sexual perversion.<\/a>\u201d It must have been a tough decision.<\/p>\n

Non-Jewish artists such as Anselm Kiefer, Christian Boltanski and Christopher Williams have been almost as prolific in their production of Holocaust paintings as Jewish painter RB Kitaj, a man whose obsession with Auschwitz has often been noted. \u201cThe chimney in a Kitaj painting,\u201d art pundit Juliet Steyn informs us, \u201cfunctions as an indictment on Christianity.\u201d Translation: After Auschwitz, who needs Golgotha?<\/p>\n

As for Andres Serrano with his Piss Christ<\/a> and Chris Ofili with his dung-bedecked Holy Virgin Mary<\/a> \u2014 the Madonna surrounded by pictures of the female genitals cut from pornographic magazines \u2014 both these emotionally immature artists were clearly aware that contempt for Christ and his mother is often pleasing to the Jews.<\/p>\n

Artists? These men are more like circus dogs, trained to jump through hoops and beg for bones from their masters. It\u2019s the men with the money, the Saatchis and the Guggenheims, who crack the whip.<\/p>\n

<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

Dr. Lasha Darkmoon is an academic, age 31, with higher degrees in classics. A published poet and translator, she is also a political activist with a special interest in Middle Eastern affairs. \u2018Lasha Darkmoon\u2019 is a pen name.<\/div>\n

Part Two<\/a><\/p>\n

Source: http:\/\/www.theoccidentalobserver.net\/authors\/Darkmoon-ArtI.html<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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