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The name of The American Nazi Party secretary Don Burros was found in Lee Harvey Oswald's address book. No one has come up with a satisfactory theory about how that actually happened or why. And Rockwell worked at The American Mercury, started by William F. Buckley from nearby Connecticut a few years after graduating from Brown University in Providence, RI where he attended college with E. Howard Hunt and Anastase Vonsiatsky. Rockwell would have seen the Vonsiatsky entrance into Brown Stadium riding in his 1937 Pierce Arrow open top auto to attend football games there, dressed in full Nazi regalia which was recounted to me by Martha Mitchell the archivist at Brown and by John J. Stephan in The Russian Fascists. George worked for Russell Maguire at Mercury, the former owner of The Thompson Submachine Gun Company. Vonsiatsky according to John J. Stephan used to tear down the goalposts at Brown Stadium using his bare hands after an emotional victory. Is that why Condon inserted some football references into Manchurian Candidate? Vonsiatsky had to reimburse the University for his drunken revelries.

And even Joseph Milteer was a close friend of Rockwell and others within the American Nazi Party. Milteer of course was tape recorded by Lt. Gracy Lockhart of Miami Police Intelligence Division bragging to Willie Somersett both before and after the JFK hit about his detailed knowledge of this event. "We don't do no guessing.", he said. "It is sitting on go, right now." "You could get him with a high powered rifle from a tall building." My conclusion is that Rockwell learned about neo-Nazism from some of the best minds in the business and he was close to many persons directly involved with the JFK hit. Uncanny. There is no way that Rockwell could not have become aware of some or all of the Vonsiatsky cohort's from The Manchurian Candidate like Wickliffe P. Draper because he worked for Russell Maguire and William F. Buckley at American Mercury the incorporator of YAF who lived in Sharon, Connecticut. This tidbit was found by David Boylan in the Rockwell obituary.

When you learn about Rockwell's links to major persons, places and events at The Giesbrecht Incident which was run by Anastase Vonsiatsky and Rev. Gerald L K Smith and in The Manchurian Candidate written by Richard Condon, then you will realize that Rockwell was as thick as thieves with the JFK perpatrators and conspirators. And this will also

serve as a self corroborating internal consistency check regarding both Condon's and Giesbrecht's uncanny insights

into the JFK conundrum from their uniquely positioned perspectives. This evidence alone should be sufficient enough for those who have taken a stance contrary to the evidence presented about Condon and/or Giesbrecht to reverse

their hastily formed and ill conceived conclusions.

1) He went to college with Anastase Vonsiatsky at Brown University who was THE MANCHURIAN CANDIDATE and

also an attendee at The Giesbrecht Incident.

2) He became involved in campaign for Gen. Douglas MacArthur's Republican Presidential nomination along

with Charles A. Willoughby. MacArthur was in the movie version of The Manchurian Candidate but not the novel.

3) He attended a rally of Gerald L.K. Smith and sat on the podium and became very close to him after that.

Gerald L K Smith was at The Giesbrecht Incident.

4) His secretary Don Burros was in Lee Harvey's name and address book. Why? Quien sabe?

5) He knew both Admiral John G. Crommelin and Joseph A. Milteer of the NSRP a sister organization to the ANP.

Only a handful of people possessed uncanny and publicly propagated foreknowledge about the pending JFK hit and they included Joseph Milteer, Rose Cheramie, Homer S. Echevarria, Richard Condon and others who have since attained "celebrity status" within the JFK research community.

6) William F. Buckley, Jr. owned American Mercury when Rockwell was Assistant Editor and a writer there. Buckley was cited indirectly in The Manchurian Candidate for his book God and Man at Yale.

7) Rockwell promulgated his "Lincoln Plan" for repatriation to Africa of U.S. Blacks which was a Wickliffe Draper campaign. Rockwell was told to undertake this campaign and probably paid for it by Draper.

8) Was convinced by Robert Snowden, another Draper crony, to move to Memphis, TN and work for him on

The Campaign for the 48 States. Rockwell also wrote for Right Magazine and Human Events, both Draper projects.

9) Rockwell became a staunch McCarthy supporter after he was told to do so, not after he listened to a

radio broadcast by that well known Fascist demagogue and persecutor of Alger Hiss and others.

10) Then Commander Rockwell was also the first to assail what he called the biggest "Big Lie": the so-called "Holocaust". This is according to James Mason, the author of the article below here. Later Henry Regnery

Press would publish Buckley's "God and Man at Yale" mentioned in The Manchurian Candidate and several other Holocaust denial titles and right wing publications.

Circumstanial evidence? Or an almost perfect triangulation of evidence surrounding the Brown University

trio who were all enrolled there during common years before venturing out on a lifetime of pro Nazi projects and

their mutual campaigns to murder John F. Kennedy? Condon and Giesbrecht figured it out why can't you?

Quod Est Demonstratum.

George Lincoln Rockwell

A Sketch Of His Life And Career

By James Mason



George Lincoln Rockwell is today commonly remembered as the founder and leader of the American Nazi Party. To persons within and without the Movement he helped shape, this limited understanding and appraisal of the man would appear to be shared in common. Both for the people for which he fought and the comrades with whom he fought, who today carry on in his memory, it is important that a better and deeper perspective of the man, his career and his long-range impact on the present and the future be appreciated.

Commander Rockwell was the single most important figure in the post-war Movement.

Before Rockwell and even throughout his career, not only all of the people to which the Movement is dedicated but most of who were to eventually make up that Movement were caught in the same trap of cursing and denying their greatest champion: Adolf Hitler. Before Rockwell, all would flee in terror when accused by their enemies in the System of being "Nazis". Only through Rockwell's efforts and sacrifice has the Movement and, yet to come, the entire people, been handed hack the name of their greatest leader, his political and philosophical idea, National Socialism, plus the symbol of that idea as well as of the people themselves: the Swastika.

Until Rockwell there was nothing even remotely approaching what could have been called a common Movement ideology. There were merely assorted conservatives, racists, reactionaries, anti-Communists and anti-Semites. Rockwell adapted the National Socialist Worldview for universal White acceptance and practical usage through his written programs and gave the new Movement-to-be its first rallying cry, "White Power!"

Prior to Commander Rockwell's example, no one inside or outside the Movement dared to openly and positively name World Jewry as the foremost enemy and cause of the major ills of White society. The rest in post-war America were either ignorant of the reality or they, out of fear of what they knew to be the real power, chose to conceal it and thus become part of the same conspiracy.

As the first post-war American to not only openly embrace Adolph Hitler, to openly espouse National Socialism, to openly wear the Swastika and to include historic arid political anti-Semitism in his programs, Commander Rockwell was also the first to assail what he called the biggest "Big Lie": the so-called "Holocaust". It was he who first began to reverse the fraudulent "guilt' sense that Whites were being told they most bear as well as to begin to demolish the worst social, political and economic scam in history. For this he was regarded as worse than a lunatic at the time.

As a leader and a strategist, Rockwell has never been equaled in degree of sheer effectiveness. In the face of an openly declared media "quarantine" against him, he kept his message of White unity and resistance before the American public and the world for the nine years he headed the Party. In order to accomplish this he did what all the rest believed couldn't be done: He publicly demonstrated and physically confronted the ever-growing, ever more arrogant anti White elements in the street. What was more, he not only survived but grew in strength as well.

While Rockwell was renowned in his day for demanding scrupulous legality from his followers, often to the point of generating suspicion in many corners of the Movement, he will still be recalled as the first and greatest of the Movement radicals and revolutionaries for his constant emphasis upon the element of White racial and political treason within the System itself, without which no number of racial aliens and no amount of alien conspiracy could pose a serious threat to White life, culture and security.

And while no– or next to no– "Nazi" groups, per se, exist on the scene any longer, George Lincoln Rockwell's' spirit and leadership have long since come to pervade every single aspect– high and low of the Movement which, so long ago, had the wits frightened and embarrassed out of it by this man whom it then wished would just go away. His own prophecy is only lately beginning to make itself manifest...

"I knew I would not live to see the victory which I would make possible. But I would not die before I had made that victory certain."



1918 George Lincoln Rockwell (hereinafter GLR) born on March 9th, in Bloomington, Ill. Son of George Lovejoy Rockwell and Claire Schade Rockwell, both vaudeville performers. Of English-Scottish and German-French descent.

1919-1937 Traveled with parents on vaudeville tours. After parents' divorce GLR spent his youth between Rhode Island, New York, New Jersey, California and primarily Boothbay Harbor, Maine. Studied at Hebron Academy, Lewiston, Me. First encountered and noted subtle liberal and communist influences.

1938-1940 Entered Brown University at Providence, R.I., in fall. Majored in philosophy. Was co-founder and art editor of college magazine, "Sir Brown".

1941-1942 Enlisted in March in the U.S. Navy at Boston, Mass., as Seaman 2nd Class. Was accepted as aviation cadet and received flight training at Squanttan, Mass. Commissioned on December 9th as Ensign (Naval Aviator) and subsequently flew from the USS Omaha, Wasp and was Senior Aviator aboard the Mobile.

1943 Married Judith Aultman on April 24th, at Barrington, R.I. Attended naval photographic school at Pensacola, Fla., the same year.

1944-1945 Promoted Lieutenant. Was Air Support Commander at Guadalcanal and during invasion of Guam. Promoted Lt. Commander in October, 1945. Was released from active duty as Commanding Officer of SOSU-1, Pearl Harbor, having earned nine decorations.

1946 Moved family to East Boothbay, Me., and opened Maine PhotoArt Service that summer. Moved to Mount Vernon, N.Y., in fall. Birth of first child, Bonnie. (GLR's first marriage would produce two more children, Nancy and Phoebe-Jean.) Studied at Pratt Institute, Brooklyn, N.Y., majoring in commercial art.

1947 Returned to business in summer and then bark to Pratt that fall. Studied at the Institute of Commercial Art and was special student of Norman Rockwell.

1948 Won national prize of New York Society of Illustrators for his full-page advertisement for the American Cancer Society which appeared in the New York Times.

1949 Founded Maine Advertising, Inc., at Portland, Me. After selling interest in company to partner, organized Rockwell Publishing Company, Inc., producing tourist and radio guides.

1950-1951 Recalled to active duty at outbreak of Korean War. Assigned Air Support School Instructor at Coronado, Cal., near San Diego. GLR's political career began when he heard radio broadcasts Sen. Joseph R. t.kCarthy, became involved in campaign for Gen. Douglas MacArthur's Republican Presidential nomination and attended a rally of Gerald L.K. Smith. Saw issue of Common Sense newspaper and was first introduced to the extreme Right Wing as well as to the Jewish Question. Read Adolf Hitler's "Mein Kampf" and was instantly converted to National Socialist belief. Wrote his "Fable of the Ducks and the Hens".

1952 Was assigned in November to naval duty at Keflavik, Iceland, as squadron Commanding Officer. Increased reading of Right Wing publications including "American Mercury", "Williams Intelligence Summary", "Dan Smoot Report", etc. First marriage ended in divorce.

1953 Married Thora Hallgrimsson on October 3rd, at Reykjavik, Iceland. Honeymooned at Berchtesgaden, Germany. Requested and was granted extra one year of duty in Iceland.

1954-1955 Birth of son, Lincoln. (GLR's second marriage would also produce two more children, Jeannie and Evelyn.) Detached to inactive duty December 15th at Brunswick, Me. Family resided at Bailey's Island. Moved fall of 1955 to Washington, D.C., and founded "U.S. Lady" magazine for service wives. Sold interest and began Rockwell Promotions, Inc.

1956 Formed American Federation of Conservative Organizations and broadcast over D.C. radio attempting to unify Right Wing elements. Associated with John Kasper, Ezra Pound, Adm. John G. Crommelin, William F. Buckley, Jr., etc. Failing to effect conservative coordination, held final meeting of A.F.C.O. at D.C.'s Mayflower Hotel July 4th at which time he met Robert Snowden. Was persuaded by Snowden to move family to Memphis, Tenn., to be part of his "Campaign for the Forty Eight States". Briefly recalled to active service as Navy Task Force Commander at Grosse Isle, Mich. Moved to Moonachie, N.J., to become assistant publisher of Russell Maguire's "American Mercury" magazine. Met DeWest Hooker on Thanksgiving plus members of his "Nationalist Youth League" in New York City. Became radicalized and convinced of dealing openly and forcefully in pursuing the struggle he was involved with.

1957 Worked as salesman for Cleworth Company, Inc., in management engineering. Business assignments to N.Y. and N.J. Transferral to Lincoln, Pa. At request of DeWest Hooker, GLR traveled to Knoxville, Tenn., to attend Rightist gathering in his stead. There collaborated with Wallace Allen, Enory Burke and Edward R. Fields in establishment of "United White Party", later the "National States Rights Party". Promulgated his "Lincoln Plan" for repatriation to Africa of U.S. Blacks. Accepted invitation of Wallace Allen to work in Atlanta, Ga.

1958 Moved family to Newport News, Va., to collaborate with William Stephenson publishing "The Virginian" magazine. Appearance of GLR's "Odd Birds" illustrations and stories. Met Stephenson's financial backer, Harold N. Arrowsmith, Jr., and with his help began the "National Committee to Free America From Jewish Domination". Moved family to 6512 Williamsburg Blvd., Arlinton, Va., to begin publishing and distributing Arrowsmith's series of documents on the Jewish Question. Led first anti-Jewish picket in U.S. since World War Two before the White House on July 29th with members of "Nationalist Youth League". With aid of Allen and Fields, simultaneous pickets were held in Atlanta, Ga., and Louisville, Ky. Atlanta synagogue bombed October 12th. Media attempts to implicate GLR and associates. Arrowsmith panicked and withdrew support. Attacks began upon home at Williamsburg Blvd. and GLR sent family to safety in Iceland.

1959 End of "National Committee". James K. Warner makes GLR gift of Swastika banner. American Nazi Party founded by GLR on March 8th. Soon joined by J.V. Kenneth Morgan, Louis Yalacki, etc. Floyd Fleming becomes backer. "World Union of Free Enterprise National Socialists" created by GLR, existing at first only on paper. Media smears by Drew Pearson. Raided by Arlington County. Williamsburg Blvd. headquarters lost. Moved from Arlington to Fairfax Co. to Falls Church and back to Arlington. In October flew to Iceland for one-week final visit with family. Building at 928 N. Randolph St. purchased by Floyd Fleming in December as headquarters. J.V. Morgan named Deputy Commander. Regular distributions in D.C. of "Gas Chamber" leaflets.

1960 GLR honorably discharged from U.S. Navy in February with rank of full Commander. Appearance of political manifesto, "In Hoc Singo Vinces". Attended national convention of the N.S.R.P. in Dayton, Ohio, March 19th. First "Rally on the Mall" held April 3rd at Constitution and 9th Sts., between the Capitol Bldg. and Washington Monument. GLR article printed in Willis A. Carto publication, "Right", in May. First A.N.P. publication, "National Socialist Bulletin", also appeared in May. The "Riot on the Mall", July 3rd. GLR arrested and committed to thirty days observation in D.C. General Hospital's psychiatric ward. Released August 4th, adjudged sane and competent. Resumed regular rallies in D.C.'s Judiciary Park. Wrote autobiography, "This Time the World".

1961 American Nazi Party granted official charter by the State of Virginia in March. First "Hate Bus" travels U.S. South. GLR and crew arrested in New Orleans picketing film, "Exodus", May 24th. Jail hunger strike. First issue of "The Rockwell Report" appeared in October.

1962 Addressed rally of Black Muslims in Chicago, Ill., February 25th. First issue of "The Stormtrooper" magazine also in February. Traveled in August to Ireland and to England to meet in the Cotswold Hills with Cohn Jordan, John Tyndall, Savitri Devi, Bruno Ludtke and other National Socialists from Britain, France, Belgium, Germany and Austria to form the World Union of National Socialists. GLR bodyguard Roy James assaulted Martin Luther King in Birmingham, Ala., September 28th.

1963-1964 First issue of "Intra Party Confidential Newsletter" appeared in March. Virginia speaking tour opposing integration. GLR leads sole White opposition against Black "March on Washington ", August 28th, with his "Valiant 87". First serious Party split occurred December, 1963. Major reorganization. Entered Canada to appear on C.B.C., November, 1964.

1965 GLR confronted Martin Luther King in Selma, Ala., in January. Robert Lloyd leaped onto floor of Congress in blackface as " Mississippi delegation" also that January. First issue of "W.U.N.S. Bulletin" appeared that spring. Campaign for the governorship of Virginia. Booth at Virginia State Fair. Television broadcasts from Richmond, Va. I.R.S. seizes Randolph St. headquarters. Hq. moved to location of barracks and printing, 6150 Wilson Blvd., Arlington, known as "Hatemonger Hill".

1966 GLR's appearance on the "Joe Pyne Show" from Los Angeles, Cal., and his interview in ''Playboy'' magazine both in April. First issue of "National Socialist World", William Pierce editor, appeared that spring. Establishment of ANP-Dallas business center in June. To Chicago that summer to counter integrationist drives. Defeated Stokeley Carmichael in televised debate in July. Great reception at Marquette Park rally, August 21st. GLR leads "Great White March" in Chicago, September 10th. GLR meets with John Beattie, Canadian Nazi Party leader, that summer on the Queenston-Lewiston Bridge between Ontario and New York. GLR met with Hell's Angels head, Sonny Barger in October in Oakland, Cal. Returns to Brown University in November to address student body.

1967 "Esquire" magazine interview appeared in February. Called A.N.P. National Leadership Conference at Arlington in June. Wrote second book, "White Power". First serious attempt against GLR's life in July. Killed in ambush on August 25th on Wilson Blvd., near headquarters. Apart from capture of one known gun man, no satisfactory revelations as to what may have been behind the death of GLR have ever been found out. Following government denial of burial at Culpepper National Cemetery, GLR's remains were cremated at Arlington.

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Picker Paucity and Robert Snowden's response...

Monday, Sep. 21, 1936 Article from Time Magazine...

Here is Robert Snowden later from Memphis, TN who hired George Lincoln Rockwell to help him run

The Committee for 48 States in Memphis. Snowden was one of Wickliffe Draper's paid professional consultants

and one of the world's resident experts on Cotton in 1936. He joined Draper in The American Coalition

of Patriotic Societies and advised Draper on his Cotton Exporting business and his Textile Loom

Equipment Business, The Draper Corp., as well. There is some evidence that Snowden also participated in the

persecution and eventual public execution of Sacco and Vanzetti for having the audacity to organize labor

unions and strikes against the Draper and Snowden conglomerates.

"If the cotton picker ever comes, it will behoove us to do some serious thinking about the human consequences of these machines. I heard a man familiar with the South say recently that the first effects of the development of an efficient cotton picker might be the displacement of over half a million tenant families."

In speaking thus last week at Tuskegee, Ala., Secretary of Agriculture Henry Wallace echoed the question which has sorely troubled the cotton-growing South ever since the equivocal demonstration of the Rust mechanical cotton picker fortnight ago: If the Rust machine is eventually a success, what will human cotton pickers do for work? Hardly were the words out of the Secretary's mouth when the antipodal question vexed cotton planters in the Mississippi Valley and all over the Southeast: What was this year's cotton crop going to do for human pickers? Though wages were the highest since 1929, field hands were scarce.

Across the Mississippi from Memphis some 200 trucks were pulled up at the Arkansas end of the Harahan Bridge every morning while their drivers vainly sought pickers in the city. "Farmers are begging for pickers and they are offering them from $1 to $1.25 per 100 pounds picked," exclaimed Agricultural Committee Chairman Robert Snowden of the Memphis Chamber of Commerce appealing to the WPA to send men on relief to the fields.

"The necessity of sending Tennessee relief workers to Arkansas is not made clear," retorted Tennessee WPAdministrator Harry S. Berry. "The relief clients at work on projects in the city of Memphis are not rural people and they probably could not pick over 60 to 70 pounds in a day of ten hours and would therefore receive not more than 7¢ per hour for their labor, and in addition they would have to travel 70 miles a day to and from their work. These jobs would not provide a subsistence wage."

At Clarksdale, Miss, and elsewhere in the Mississippi Delta, however, WPA projects were suspended as police lent a hand in the familiar practice of benevolently shanghaiing the jobless to the cotton fields in picking time. Those who refused to go were arrested for vagrancy.

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Snowdens Considered Royalty in Memphis in both 1933 and 1959...

They come from a fine tradition of Confederate Colonels, Suh!

As did Wickliffe Preston Draper whose Preston roots came from Kentucky.

See Confederate Yankees in King Camelots Court...


Margaret Falls Horn

Queen of Carnival

Claude Chafin

King of Carnival

Kings Queens Presidents

1931 Frank Hoyt Gailor Elaine Patteson Everette R. Cook

1932 J. P. Norfleet Katherine Butler W. W. Robinson Sr.

1933 Robert B. Snowden Valerie Caughlin A. Arthur Halle

1934 Frank G. Barton Octavia Evans W. Neely Mallory

1935 Sidney W. Farnswoth

W. Neely Mallory Mollie Darnell S. Toof Brown

1936 John Sneed Williams, Jr. Mary Ann Poston W. Groom Leftwich

1937 S. Richard Leatherman Frances Chapman R. Vance Norfleet

1938 Andrew Jackson Hayes Elizabeth Campbell George J. Eckert

1939 Chester Lowrance Elizabeth Farnsworth Russ Pritchard

1940 Claude C. Crawford Lida Willey Richard H. Bodine

1941 B. Lee Mallory, Jr. Nancy Donelson Robert H. Jordan

1946 R. Vance Norfleet Phoebe Cook W. H. Chandler, Jr.

1947 Hugo Dixon Betty Crump E. W. Hale, Jr.

1948 William Howard Stovall Barbara Hood Joe E. Davis

1949 Charles P. Oates Mimi Parker McKay Van Vleet

1950 Robert E. Lee Wilson, III Mary Letitia Gregg Leslie Stratton Jr.

1951 Edward W. Cook Elinor Turner

Anne Buckner Potts William L. Quinlen, Jr.

1952 Lewis K. McKee Mary Budd Bodine Hugo Dixon

1953 William W. Robinson, Jr. Mary Abbay Joyner Charles C. Taylor

1954 W. Howard Willey, Jr. Julia Turner Donelson Clyde L. Patton

1955 Edward F. Creekmore, Jr. Sherrye Eileen Patton Julian B. Bondurant

1956 Oscar C. Carr, Jr. Clara Watson Mallory George C. Webb

1957 Berry B. Brooks Lila McGehee Wrape William C. Manley, Jr.

1958 Hugh H. Sprunt Irene Leatherman L. Palmer Brown, III

1959 George Wilson Humphreys Axson Evans Brown Robert Galloway Snowden

1960 Frank M. Norfleet Marie Louise Crump Frank Millington Crump

1961 Joe Rice Dockery Lida Willey Black Lovick Pierce Miles, Jr.

1962 Clyde Lee Patton Julia Ann Bondurant Charles L. Piplar

1963 Jack Thomas Shannon Molly Humphreys George W. Humphreys

1964 William Mann Campbell Marie Louise Crump J.Thurston Roach

1965 John Phillips, III Louise Day Oates Paul T. Gillespie

1966 Dunbar Abston, Jr. Florence Snowden Henry H. Haizlip, Jr.

1967 Joseph A. Crisler, III Blanche Crump Humphreys Jack Thomas Shannon

1968 Gaye Gillespie

1969 Thomas C. Farnsworth, Jr. Lee Willey S. Toof Brown, Jr.

1970 W. Neely Mallory, Jr. Patte Quinlen Donald Drinkard

1971 Frank G. Barton, Jr. Lucie May James S. Gilliland

1972 Giles A. Coors, Jr. Gwyn Rainer Shea Lester F. Gingold

1973 William B. Dunavant, Jr. Mary White Leatherman Fred W. James

1974 Ben H. Woodson Carroll Shannon Walter G. Wunderlich

1975 Ronald Terry Jennie Lowrance Frank G. Barton Jr.

1976 M. Carter Stovall Dorothy Dunavant Allen Morgan, Jr.

1977 Hallam Boyd, Jr. Daphne Boyle Albert H. Mallory III

1978 Goodloe Early Mimi Norfleet Fuller William M. Fondren

1979 Robert Smithwick, Jr. Mary Louise Self Joe M. Pipkin

1980 Richard A. Trippeer, Jr. Suzanne Elizabeth Hollis W. Wise Swepston Jones

1981 Owen B. Tabor Peggy Greer Carrott Ben H. Woodson

1982 John W. Barringer Merideth Davis Owen Samuel S. Rembert III

1983 B. Lee Mallory, III Nancy Carnegie McFadden Frank M. Crump III

1984 John C. Dobbs Suzette Marguerite Turner Richard A. Trippeer, Jr.

1985 Kemmons Wilson, Jr. Sophie Mignon Coors Taylor N. French

1986 Bruce B. Hopkins Catherine Hill Fulmer Chris W. Canale

1987 James H. Barton Margaaret Rowe Carrington Jones J. Stuart Collier, Jr.

1988 Marvin E. Bruce Minta Melissa Swepston Jones Donald F. Shuppe

1989 Eugene K. Cashman, Jr. Susanna Meade Shea Frank H. Colvett

1990 Jackson W. Moore Gladys Kimbrough Crain James P. Gates

1991 Charles F. Smith, Jr. Elizabeth Chappelle Tully B. Lane Carrick

1992 Jack Soden Carol Coleman Barton B. Lane Carrick

1993 Charles R. Brindell, Jr. Baylor Irene Ledbetter Bruce Thompson

1994 Oscar C. Carr, III Norma Carruthers Wilson Robert E. Loeb

1995 John D. Canale, III Leanne Price Wiener Richard H. Allen, Jr.

1996 James J. Keras, Jr. Sarah Genevieve Shy Lewis C. Williamson, Jr.

1997 Michael H. Thompson Catherine Mims Pettit Randall D. Noel

1998 Lewis C. Williamson, Jr. Neely Garrott Woodson Joseph L. Steffner

1999 David C. Sullivan Katherine McLean Wilson Bruce B. Hopkins

2000 Peyton Marion Burford Self Camilla Fisher Carr Giles A. Coors, III

2001 Mike Starnes Jennifer Sabiston Brindell Glenn Cofield

2002 Ralph Horn Lee Carruthers Sturdivant Bobby Leatherman

2003 Robert Edwin Loeb Elizabeth Alleen Wilson Claude Chafin

2004 John Robert Pitts Abbay Leatherman Brownlow Duncan F. Williams

2005 Phil Trenary Kendall Arney Patrick J. Danehy

2006 Giles A Coors III Katherine Conner Brindell Neely Mallory

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Destroy the Works of Man in Viet Nam...


This link shows how Robert B. Snowden II, an endorser of the John Birch Society and the person

who employed neo Nazi leader George Lincoln Rockwell to help him run Committee for the 48 States

also worked closely with Gen. Thomas A. Lane whose solution to the Viet Nam conflict was to

use Nuclear Weapons in order to:

"Destroy the works of man. I would destroy all the works of man in Viet Nam"

Snowden was also a close crony of Wickliffe Draper from The Pioneer Fund...

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THIS TIME THE WORLD by George Lincoln Rockwell


The catastrophe of my big meeting in the Mayflower seemed complete. I had put all I had into that final effort, including money and thought, time and work. And it had been just another session of talk, like all the rest, like almost everything else going on in the right-wing. But I reckoned without the hand of an inscrutable destiny which I have come to know and to trust.

One of the men who had come to that last meeting in the Mayflower was Robert B. Snowden, an extremely wealthy plantation owner from Hughes, Arkansas. He had heard of me through my friend, Congressman Gwinn of New York and then had called me to say he was coming up from Memphis for the meeting. Part of my humiliation at the meeting had been Snowden's speech. He had used the occasion to tell the group of his own organization and his plan to do exactly what I was proposing, in a different way. He had, moreover, plenty of money of his own, plus many thousands of dollars at his disposal from other wealthy Americans. He had the active backing of many congressmen and influential people and his organization, unlike mine, was 'in business' and seemed to be a booming success. With all this, he very understandably preached that the support I was asking would be much better put into his organization which was called The Campaign for the 48 States. It made sense. In effect, he simply stole my meeting.

But the fact that his proposals made sense was no consolation to me the next morning as I surveyed the wreckage of my political career. With no more money, no organization, paper or business, it was hard to figure a next move. Then the telephone rang. It was Snowden.

"Can you come over to the Congressional Hotel?" he asked bluntly.

"Sure," I said, having nothing to lose by talking to a millionaire. "When?"

"Right now."

"Be right over."

I hung up the phone and scurried over to his suite in the hotel which was right next to the halls of Congress. He was in his BVD'S, drinking whiskey from a tumbler. He offered me some in his hearty, bluff manner and I accepted. I liked him. He was big, florid of fact, outspoken, even blunt, and he obviously 'knew the score', as it is termed among the loose mess of people called 'the movement'.

There was no "die-hard" old lady about Snowden.

"I liked your pitch," he growled. "You've got the stuff we need. I want to put you on the payroll. How about it?"

I felt like a man in the electric chair being offered a reprieve. 'Would have probably agreed to go on the payroll of Nikita Khrushchev at that moment, with two hungry families waiting for me to bring home some bacon and one of them with a warrant and jail ready if I didn't bring home some bacon. But Snowden had seen me at my best, in plush surroundings and knew my record of accomplishments, so I tried to keep cool.

"Doing what?" I asked. "And for how much?"

"Helping me organize the Campaign, raising funds and writing scripts for TV films."

"What's the payroll?" I repeated, trying to keep down my excitement at this offer of what appeared to be heaven plus a salary. Writing TV film-scripts sounded like the answer to my prayers!

"Eight thousand."

We gulped his bourbon and dickered. Several people came and went and he held court for them in his BVD'S. We liked each other. The job, of course, was my heart's desire, although I hid my wild elation over it for a decent period of time. We settled the details and it was agreed that I would stay right in my home in Virginia and write five half-hour TV shows to be filmed in promoting the five amendments to the Constitution which comprised the 'trick' of the Campaign for the 48 States in sneaking the government back from the usurpers.

Snowden got dressed and we adjourned to the bar below, where we met a friend of mine, Bill Evans, who had been kicked out of the Navy, despite his being a senior lieutenant and a graduate of Annapolis, because he pointed out the gross treason going on in the Korean War when he was aboard a destroyer. Evans knew more about the 'movement' and the people -- which ones were phonies, etc. -- than anybody I knew at the time, and I thought he might be able to help in the Campaign. Snowden didn't think Evans would be of any help, but felt so expansive and generous that he loaned Evans $800 on the spot to get his wife and children back from overseas, where they had been stranded, now that Evans was down in his luck after his bout with the pinko bureaucrats of Washington. Showden's impulsive generosity I found attractive, but I was soon to learn another side of the man.

I used my last funds to get set up properly in my home in Vienna to write and organize the TV films for him, as ordered. I Was to send him the scripts and layouts as they were completed.

But before I could get started, I received a hurry-up call to report to a big meeting in New York, where I was to help Snowden and Gwinn raise funds at a luncheon. Upon my arrival, I found the Campaign had been able to gather some of the greatest names in U.S. industry at this sumptuous private dinner. Snowden and Gwinn both made little talks asking for $495 from each of the assembled capitalists -- the largest non-reportable contribution. The results of the plush atmosphere and the smooth pitch were excellent and I was very pleased to be part of the outfit -- for a few minutes.

Then, as we parted for the day, Snowden suddenly informed me that he had hired a firm, which I later found was dominated by Jewish interests, to write the TV films and I was to move to Memphis to work in the office with him! This was an awful blow -- creatively, financially and family-wise. I would not write the films I was working so happily on. I would have to sustain the severe financial strain of giving up our pretty little Virginia home and moving over 1000 miles into the South. I would have to rip up my family's growing roots and inform my wife of the new hegira, and my wife was getting understandably sick, and tired of hegiras. We had already moved four times in two years. But I was on the payroll, and working in politics, which was my chosen career, so there was nothing to be said or done except to move.

Thora and I, Ricky, Grampaw and Jeannie, the baby, piled into our Plymouth station wagon and we drove the long road to Memphis. On the way, I thought many hours about what might lie ahead and resolved to take out 'insurance' against any more of this total uprooting of my family. I tensed, with Snowden's sudden switch, the possibility that my political career, even on 'salary', might not be too secure. I resolved not to buy or rent a house or, apartment, but to get a big trailer. If there were to be any more sudden moves, I would be ready to hitch up and go.

Snowden ran a miniature dictatorship in his Memphis office, ruling like a tyrant over his other assistant, Fred Rosenberg (German) and his secretary. It had been "Bob" and "Linc" before, but when I walked into the office, I was ordered summarily to address the boss as "Mr Snowden". This did not bother me too much. I do not mind the boss exercising his authority or dignity. In fact, I insist on this myself, but his next orders did bother me.

Having come all the way down to Memphis, I found myself required to make out, by hand, little receipts for the $3.65 contributions which poured in from all over the U.S.A., thanks to the organization's slogan: "A Penny a Day." These receipts could have been printed and stamped, as they had been in my offices in two businesses. It seemed silly to pay a man $8,000 and have a thousand miles with his family in order to write out receipts eight hours a day. When he left for lunch, I asked my new associates about the foolish business.

"He's just like that," they said. "He's showing you who's boss.'

It did no good for me to emphasize that I was happy to acknowledge him boss, call him "Sir" and obey his orders without cavil. Day after day I reported to work with my sandwiches and sat for hours scribbling out those eternal little receipts. While I thus 'occupied' my talents, I watched Mr Snowden swashbuckling around the office, commanding the other two in his imperious manner. I tried very gentle and extremely diplomatic gambits in offering helpful suggestions, particularly as to methods of cutting out a great deal of inefficient and useless paperwork, such as the endless little receipts. This only made him angry, so I gave it up.

Then one day he got the first scripts from his expensive New York deal. He read them with growing consternation. He did not let me look at them, but he showed them to Rosenberg, complaining bitterly about the deadness and stupidity of them. He wrote the firm, with whom he had an iron-bound contract, a nasty letter and received more lousy scripts.

I had already carried out my resolution to buy a trailer and I went home to this rather palatial, if compact, home and sat up all night writing the script as I thought it should have been written. The next morning I silently handed my effort to Mr Snowden, who accepted it with equal silence and read it. He said nothing and went out to lunch.

When he came back, he gruffly told me to get busy and write the scripts, so I put away my receipt book and returned to the work I could have been doing back home in Virginia, the work I was doing before he paid the other outfit to do it, only to discover, as he should have known, that only a dedicated, informed and creative right-winger could write those scripts. It annoyed him, however, to have me sitting there above his immediate commands, so he told me to go home and write them -- a most welcome order.

I pitched in and wrote the shows which, I understand were finally used although I never saw them, but not without his 'help'. His blue pencil had to insert itself into carefully-written bits of propaganda, like a wrecking bar, to sledge-hammer it around to his own tastes.

In the middle of this, I was ordered by the Navy to take a couple of reserve squadrons from Anacostia, D.C. to Grosse Isle, Michigan, for a summer 'cruise' of two weeks' intensive flight training. I Was commanding officer of Fasron 661 at Anacostia, flying a weekend every month in Washington, and now I was appointed task force commander of the training group. Thus I had to leave Memphis, my family and Mr Snowden for two weeks to serve in the Navy. During this period of my absence, Mr Snowden offered to take my wife and children for a visit to his sumptuous plantation at Hughes, Arkansas, where he had a lake for swimming.

It was on this cruise at Grosse Isle that I learned at last the full extent of the 'Jew-democratic' rot which has emasculated our fighting forces. My orders as task force commander were to take my own Fasron 661 and a scouting squadron attached to Grosse Isle Naval Air Station for two weeks of intensive drill and training to insure the combat-readiness of the officers and men. We were all drawing full duty pay and enjoying all the benefits of active service in the Navy, so it seemed to me that we owed the taxpayers of America everything we could do to insure the genuine battle-readiness of the squadrons, the officers and the men.

One of the most elementary necessities in combat-readiness is discipline, and discipline, in turn, requires instant obedience and respect. This is the reason for most of the saluting, the honors, ceremonies, dignities and services accorded seniors by juniors in all effective military organizations. I made the terrible 'mistake' of trying to include this most necessary element in the training program. I ordered all juniors to salute all seniors once a day, and all commanding officers to be saluted every time they appeared, except under active working conditions or when flying, and so forth. This is no more than standard procedure aboard ship where decent discipline prevails.

The result was that some of the officers and men complained to Anacostia, and I got chewed out thoroughly, almost receiving an unsatisfactory fitness report. I got a lecture on the new 'democracy' and the need to make 'pals' out of the troops, etc. It was hard to believe it was the same Navy I had been in when I was a catapult pilot on the old Omaha, sixteen years before.

In those days, the Navy still maintained its aristocratic fighting traditions, even though some of the troops might have had their 'democratic' feelings hurt by not being 'pals' with their officers. In fact, every effort was made to create a gap between juniors and seniors. There was a greater gap then, between ensigns and junior lieutenants, than there is now, between ensigns and captains! Before we got 'democracy', even a junior naval officer was assigned his private mess boy, as the privilege of a gentleman whose profession was war. This was before the Jews had managed to spread the idea that every admiral and general should wash his dishes and his dog and that it is beneath the 'dignity' of a Negro to do these tasks for a man whose responsibilities may include the fate of nations.

Rank really meant something in those days, and the other ensigns and I never thought of referring to a lieutenant, junior grade, as anything but "sir". There was even a 'head' or washroom for lieutenants and above, and once, when I was already one of the jg's, I got caught by a lieutenant using his sacred chamber between flights to save a long run up and down two ladders to my quarters in the 'black hold of Calcutta'. This dignitary of a higher world was not as popularity crazy as are today's officers, and very properly chewed me out in the saltiest tradition for thus intruding on the privacy of my betters. Even as few years back as 1941, American fighting men of all ranks could understand the simple fact that nobody can preserve the dignity of command and maintain the respect of large numbers of men when commanders and commanded all stand together in the most undignified of tasks in the most undignified of places, as they sometimes do now in the military establishments.

An enlisted man or a junior officer with the right attitude and spirit does not feel himself degraded and humbled by saluting, honoring and granting privilege to a good officer. But many of today's officers have become obsessed with a desire to be popular, rather than good officers.

Back in '41, I saluted my commanding officer every time I saw him and was damned proud to salute this fine, tough officer. I did not have the democratic 'privilege' of wee-weeing together with him, but I did have the privilege of following his leadership and of feeling real, solid, eighteen carat respect for an officer and a gentleman who would have unhesitatingly had me clapped in irons for any willful and flagrant failure to show such respect.

Sure, we had tyrants and bullies when commanding officers had the real power they used to have, but sometimes we learned that the tyrants had a purpose in their roughness and it paid off in combat. More often than not, our commanding officers were outstanding leaders. Today, a C.O.' is sort of a businessman executive and school-teacher who is expected, above all things, to be 'popular' in the cheapest sort of way, and then to be a technical expert and paper-shuffler. If he tries to establish the proper conditions of dignity and respect for effective leadership, which always involve the elements of privilege and fear, in addition to popularity, he is promptly accused of not being 'democratic'.

To add to this sour experience, my return from the two-week Navy cruise was the occasion for a new battle with Snowden, this time of a serious nature. He later settled the matter out of court and I agreed not to divulge the details of the affair, and thus cannot do so here.

After that encounter, things in the office were worse than difficult. In the interest of the cause and my job, I tried to be extremely, even formally respectful and helpful, but my boss redoubled his arbitrary tyranny. I tried to tell him I had established good contacts with Russell Maguire at Mercury magazine, and other contacts which could get us good publicity, but Snowden scorned these offers and hired a man he admitted knowing was a pinko to do the publicity, one of the jobs for which I was hired.

One morning I walked into the office to find Snowden there early. He asked me to look at a bill or something at his desk and, as I did, I could not help seeing a note reading "Fire Rockwell." I asked him what it was and he tried to hide it, but it was too late. We had it out, and I stamped out of the office, with him ordering me back to hear more, all the way to the elevator.

Thankful that I had the foresight to get the trailer, I hurried home with the awful news for my wife, who was beginning to feel like a badminton bird. We bought an old '49 Cadillac and I hitched up that 44 foot giant -- bigger than a truck -- and piled the family inside the dwarfed car.

Few combat flying experiences have been so 'hairy' as that first trip, hauling such a gigantic trailer, with a car full of wife and children. The thing swayed dangerously going down hills and there was one time when I saw a huge Greyhound bus roaring down a hill opposite as I roared down another hill toward the point at the bottom where the road narrowed to a tiny bridge over a creek! It was obvious that we would meet in the middle and the bridge was barely wide enough for both of us -- less than a foot to spare! I waved my arm frantically to the bus driver to stop, since I couldn't stop, but he kept on with the usual elephantine speed of a bus. My fingers gripping the steering wheel in a clutch of deathly, cold fear, we shwooshed past each other on that bridge in a hair-breadth escape that literally exhausted my wife and me. The kids thought it was fun, of course! We also had a fearful time getting around tight corners in towns and my wife often had to jump out of the car to guide me around, while flagging other cars down.

On the way, our trailer hitch broke and we almost had a catastrophe as the trailer dropped with a horrible thud, but we managed to battle and struggle our way up to Washington, D.C., and finally pulled into the lovely park at Haine's Point, on an island in the middle of the Potomac -- with a gigantic sigh of relief!


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Col. Snowden and The 25th Tennessee Infantry Regiment, Suh!


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Notice here that the article discusses a "Re-registration drive" and not a "petition signature challenge drive". The intent

was to get AIP registered voters to voluntarily change the political party they had registered in not to challenge individual

signatures on some ballot petition. Where did Gratz come up with that? They wanted to remove the AIP entirely as a party

with enough registered voters to qualify as a Party so that Wallace would not even show up on the ballot. They obviously

had already tried the other approach to challenge individual signatures.

Why would Tim distort the truth and the facts in the article? I think I know the answer to that one? He distorts the facts of

EVERYTHING he writes about, posts about or is involved with, that's why. He is what is known as an inveterate and

pathological L***. And since that this L-word is verboten according to the EdForum rules, you have to fill in the blanks.

L***, L*** pants on fire.

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