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Ben Klassen - The Klassen Letters Vol. 1 1969-1976

Ben Klassen - The Klassen Letters Vol. 1 1969-1976

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Dedicated to Posterity
A
Racial Religion hasdemonstrated itself to be the mostpowerful force in the history ofmankind.
O
Copyright
1988
by
BEN
KLASSEN
4
Now that
I
am into the 69th year of my life and attempt to retracethe early glimmerings of my racial consciousness, my memories goback a long, long way. Since everyone is a complex composite oftheir innate personality, the traditions of his or her people and theirown personal experiences, it is interesting to speculate how destinyhas helped shape our philosophy of life.Perhaps
I
should start with my earliest recollections as a childof three or four, when still in Russia, where
I
was born and whereit all started.
I
recall my Mennonite parents talking about Bolsheviksand Mensheviks, about famine and hunger, about Stalin and Trot-sky.
I
also recall that during this revolutionary period our haplessMennonite colony on the Molotschna river in the southern Ukrainewas subject to repeated ravages and attacks by robber brigands onhorseback. These brigades of brigands called themselves Mahknov-skys, a name derived from a notorious criminal called Mahknovwhom the Communists had released so that he could carry on hiseffective campaign of devastation on an already war-torn anddevastated countryside.Be that as it may, my family and
1
left that chaotic and com-munist ravaged country in May of 1924, when
I
was six years old.Not being allowed to enter our first choice, the United States, (im-migration laws still meant something then) we settled for Mexico,and specifically, located out in the wide open spaces in the State ofChihuahua. Here, at a rancho hacienda that consisted of a railroadwatering station and two adobe buildings in the middle of a vast ran-chero, my father and four other Mennonite families attempted to startlife anew and begin a small settlement. The five families moved intothe one flat-roofed adobe building that had exactly five rooms withdirt floors. Mexican railroad maintenance workers lived in the otherbuilding nearby. The one amenity we had was plenty of fresh waterfrom the nearby water tower utilized by passing trains.After a year and a half of growing beans, corn and potatoes, thesettlement was deemed a failure and disbanded. We again pulled upstakes and embarked for Canada, Herschel, Saskatchewan. to beexact, where some of my dad's relatives had preceded him by a year.Here on the prairies of Western Canada approximately fortyMennonite families settled and began wheat farming, an enterprisethat endured for several generations. The first thing these Mennonitefamilies did was build a communal church, a project that was com-pleted by 1927. Soon thereafter they assembled a library of German
5
 
books, since although everyone learned to speak
a
heavily accentedEnglish, German was still the only language in which they werefluent.Among the books that I recall my older brothers and my dadreading were such
as
The Protocob of the Elders of Zion, The Inter-national Jew, by Henry Ford. and All Quiet on the Western Front.At this time I was about ten years old. World War I had ended when
I
was born and my family's memories of the Communist upheavalin Russia were still fresh. So also. I discovered
as
I began school,was prejudice against Germany and all things German.None of this, however seemed to bother me much as I was grow-ing up in Saskatchewan during the depression era of the thirties. Wewere poor, dirt poor, but we managed. I finished high school whenI was sixteen. After staying on the farm and wasting
a
year I enroll-ed in the University of Saskatchewan, then studied at the NormalSchool in Saskatoon and became
a
teacher at age 19, obtaining
a
job as eacher and janitor at
a
small country school near home. Thesalary was
$50.00
per month, when and if I got paid.The year was 1938.1 had been teaching for
a
year. At this timethe ideological war about Hitler, the Nazis and the Jews was alreadyraging on
a
worldwide basis.
I
was intrigued but still uncommitted.I was
20
years old. It was at this time that my dad and brothers bor-rowed the book from the Mennonite library that was to influence mvlife more than any other. It was called Mein Kampf, by Adolf Hitler.Although I had never studied the German language formally,I had
a
fairly fluent working knowledge of it, and could speak, read,and write German on an effective level. In any case, I decided to readMein Kampf in German and managed to wade through the entirebook in short order. I had no difficulty in understanding thoroughlythe clarion message Hitler was sending out to the world, and to theWhite Race in particular.
I
began to become politicized.It was at this time that marked the beginning of
a
commitmentthat was to last for the rest of my life, and result in the final culmina-tion of a full-fledged racial religion for the White Volk. The vagueoutlines began to formulate in my mind's eye. It was to take anotherthirty years.After another year of teaching, I felt I had wasted enough timeat something I disliked and I decided I would go to Heidelberg, Ger-many and study engineering. Electrical Engineering to be exact.I made preparations.
I
got my passport, visa and other paperstogether, wound up my affairs and planned to leave for Germany inSeptember of 1939. Then the war intervened and I was stymied. Idecided to pursue the study of Electrical Engineering at the Univer-sity of Saskatchewan instead.It is not my intention to write an autobiography in this prelude.
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andcorn--y do so in another book, should
1
live long enough. My specificose here is to trace my ideological Odyssey that culminated inving a racial religion for the White Volk.
I
will therefore more
,ss
skip the next thirty years during which time that drive waveredsmouldered at various levels of intensity.We, therefore, now arrive at the year of 1969. By this time I wassettled in the State of Florida, had
a
wife and daughter, hadfly been
a
State Legislator. I was established in the Real Estateness and had been an extremely active member of the John Birchiety for six years. I was also the head of the American Indepen-
:
party for the State of Florida.In all these endeavors, I felt that there was something missing.re was
a
key ingredient that had been left out. Although there!re ten thousand different "conservative," "right wing," racist, Klan,o-Christian, pro-American, Patriotic, parties, groups and what~ve ou, there was something drastically wrong. I could not quite
+
my finger on it, but they were all on the wrong track, obviously,the dismal failure of all these polyglot groups to stem the Jewish-~munist ide proved that conclusion.1969, 1 believe was an important turning point. I resigned fromthe chairmanship of the Florida segment of the American Indepen-dent Party (of which Gov. George Wallace of Alabama was still theideological head) and I sent a strong anti-Jewish message to theFlorida party,
a
message that shook it to its foundations.I also resigned from the John Birch Society at this time. It isthe letter to Robert Welch that marks the beginning of my gropingand reaching out for
a
racial-religious solution that really marks thebeginning of this book and the ensuing letters to various groups andindividuals tell their own story.At this turning point in my life I still did not know where the finalanswer to our dilemma did lie. But
I
most definitely knew where theanswer did not lie, and I was heading in the right direction. The pic-ture in my mind's eye was still not clearly formulated, but i~was begin-ning to shape up. It has been shaping up in more clearly definedfocus ever since.Ben KlassenApril, 1987
 
Format Employed
The objective of this book is to trace the developmeni of my ownthought evolvement in the structuring of a racial religion. This
I
amendeavoring to do by publishing select letters from the earliest begin-nings of the idea of a racial religion as it occurred by approximatelythe year
1970.
Although the idea had not yet occurred,
I
considerthe break with the John Birch Society and the formation of my Na-tionalist White Party in
1969
as the watershed, and
I
start this bookwith the letter to Robert Welch as the opening gun in the continuingwar against the Jews.The experience in trying to build the Nationalist White Party,and the repeated intrusion of Christian disruption was a major fac-tor in raising a red flag in my mind that there was somethingdrastically rotten in the realm of Christendom. It led me to an agoniz-ing reappraisal of what
I
had taken for granted, namely, that Chris-tianity, of course, was the "White Man's religion". My correspondencewith General del Valle in particular set off a series of alarms, andthis is further reflected in the controversial correspondence with someof my former members of the Nationalist White Party, who, whenthe Christian issue was raised, immediately became hostile anddefected. This experience, demonstrating that there was a bitter con-flict between the Christian creed and loyalty to the White Race con-vinced me more than anything that Christianity had to go, and thatthe White Race needed to replace it with a sane, basic religion ofits own, freed from all Jewish pollution.In tracing this development,
I
have more or less selected keyletters of import. After
I
had written NATURE'S ETERNALRELIGION the process of structuring a new racial religion was notnecessarily complete, and after several more books that
I
have writ-ten, it is still an evolving, ongoing process. The questions and issuesraised by many of our supporters and enemies have all been a stronginspiration to further hammer out the ideas, programs and positionstaken by the movement.Whereas this book by no means covers all the correspondenceof any period, the prime purpose is to illuminate those issues thatcropped up at particular times as the movement evolved. In so do-ing
I
have not attempted to publish any of the correspondence
I
received, since this would, in the first place, make this too voluminousa compilation, and we do not have the space. Secondly, we are notinterested in using this book as a conveyor belt for a diversity of publicopinions that would serve more to confuse than to consolidate ourreligion. On the contrary, it is my objective to bring forth a consis-
8
tent and homogenous creed and program and let my letters illustratethe markers along the way.
I
therefore have given only a briefbackground of the various correspondents' backgrounds and a shortsynopsis of what issues they raised, and let it go at that.In many cases, there was, of course ongoing exchange that wasnot resolved and perhaps is still not concluded. But that is not im-portant and it is not my objective to wrap up in detail each episode
that
occurred. Rather as stated before, it is the objective of this book
.
.
-
-
to record for posterity those key letters that furthered the develop-ment of the Creativity creed, program, and the issues that
.
ereargued, resolved or decided, and how they came about. In so doing,
I
feel that many additional issues and positions are clarified otherthan those that are already covered in our
Three
Basic Books andthe ensuing Supplemental Books. Thereby,
I
hope this book willbecome not only a historical record of the development of theCreativity movement as such, but will also be a further source of in-formation illuminating the many facets and multitude of ideas in-herent in our religion.

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