LaRouche Round Up

It’s been a while since I’ve ventured into the realm of Lyndon LaRouche, so I will go ahead and venture into that realm.

The LaRouchites were standing on one of their standard corner in downtown Portland yesterday. I neglected to check to see what their “provocative” sign said. There was a man arguring passionately with the LaRouchites. I wondered about this. What could be said, what could be had, what could be accomplished? Did he leave the scene feeling as though there had been a meeting of the minds or a fruitful and productive exchange of ideas — or did he leave the scene feeling flustered and frustrated?

Meanwhile, in Houston, history is being made. Corruption having been uncovered, the head of Enron passing the buck in every direction he can think of, and the court case proceeds apace.

As closing arguments began Monday in the trial of former Enron Corp. chieftains Kenneth L. Lay and Jeffrey K. Skilling, a prosecutor described the defendants as arrogant and self-serving executives who acted as if they alone owned the company they had helped to build.

But in fact, Assistant U.S. Atty. Kathryn H. Ruemmler told the jury, it was thousands of Enron employees and other shareholders who owned the energy company and were entitled to honesty and fair treatment from Lay and Skilling — not the “outright lies” and accounting “trickery” the government alleges they got. Of the ordinary shareholders, including three who testified during the 15-week trial, Ruemmler said: “It was their Enron. It wasn’t Mr. Lay’s Enron. It wasn’t Mr. Skilling’s Enron.”

And the LaRouchites prove that they are not entirely worthless.

At lunchtime, a group of about a dozen supporters of frequent presidential candidate Lyndon H. LaRouche Jr. serenaded the defendants and others exiting the courthouse with a surprisingly tuneful song mocking Enron’s downfall.

I hate to say this, but in what is supposed to be a straight unbiased news article, some editorial comment has slipped through… that phrase being “surprisingly tuneful”. I suggest that there is no surprise… the LaRouchites practice their tunes at LaRouche Camp — Chior Practice is part of their regiment, it would appear.

As these things go, from the sphere of the Michael Medved Show, On one show last week, I heard him try (respectfully) to understand the position of one caller who reminded me of the LaRouche people I run into every few years (he mentioned BCCI, which I think the LaRouchies still care about, and something else rang a bell).

BCCI. Enron. Who cares about BCCI these days? It’s possible that you’ve never heard of or have long forgotten about BCCI. I only know about it from reading a bit into the political career of John Kerry during his presidential run — one of the few highlights of an otherwise staid and unremarkable career. In a number of years, we may shirk Enron into the same land of fogotten arenas as BCCI. The Larouchites, for what it is worth, are good at at least tossing names that fade away into the past of importance to the sphere of the development of our current World Politic. It is part of LaRouche’s pshyce of imagined grudges. What the world needs now is to remember Zbigniew Brzezinski. At any rate, there’s this degree to which Enron may reveal a facade to the entire American Economy. BCCI exposed a facade in the entire Global Economy. They matter, to some extent, though I guess it is hard to keep railing against them. Something new will come down the pike in a few years.

Meanwhile, I have a correction to make to this editorial about the good fortunes of Senator Bill Nelson in ending up with the Republican opponent Katherine Harris, and the desparation of the Republican party in trying to nudge an “Allan Bense” into the race instad:

Uh, Allan Bense, a candidate with less name recognition than the state’s executioner and starting with less money in the coffers than Lyndon LaRouche, would have ended the race as the Anne Boleyn of the Panhandle with his head handed to him by Nelson.

Lyndon LaRouche is actually quite wealthy, and nearing the dawn of the Iowa Caucuses and New Hampshire primary was either first or second (I don’t remember, but Harper’s Index made note of it) in total campaign donations and funds. He has a cult following, you see.
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UPDATE: I accidentally deleted this comment message:
Do you type LaRouche in the Google search engine everyday? Damn, your
obsessed man, when are you going to get it over with and join thier
movement already. 🙂

The answer to that question is — I have his name keyed.

2 Responses to “LaRouche Round Up”

  1. Chardonnay Says:

    As for the LaRouchites being “surprisingly tuneful”, they are. And, they do practice their singing at LaRouche Camp, aka Cadre Schools… When I attended one of these cult like weekend getaways, I saw them practice endlessly. That’s pretty much all they did the one day I stayed. They where practicing from like 8 in the morning to 12, then there was this “representative” who would give a class on Schiller or Plato (one of those) for 7 (SEVEN!) hours, then they where singing again… All they sing is opera and Negro Spirituals for some fucking reason. And don’t even think about talking rock and roll music in front of them, to them, or in “The House of LaRouche”, you may as well fart in their faces cause they find it highly offensive. And I am not kidding that when they sang the “Battle Hymn of the Republic” they changed the lyric of “my eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the lord” to “my eyes have seen the glory of the coming of LaRouche”! That was so creepy! For a moment I thought ‘o Lord, they’re gonna feed us apple sauce or Kool-aid laced with arsenic once they’ve brainwashed us all’…

  2. Chardonnay Says:

    Last comment, I promise… Did you know LaRouche lives on a million dollar farm property in Virgina? My long lost friend who “found” Larouche and disappeared, was once bragging about how when he went to a so-called National Conference (LaRouche) he and a bunch of other wide-eyed new coming youngsters where invited to his property for his birthday party. Anyway, he told me it was nice but that on their way there, they where BLINDFOLDED so they could not see the exact location of Larouche’s property! How paranoid can you get? This man thinks “They” are out to get him. Folks, I cannot stress enough how much time and sanity you’ll save by not even bothering to argue with them…. Just overturn their literature table like the students so often do at the local college!

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