Stating the obvious…  Well, as posted a few months ago, maybe not completely.
Evidence points to a major news feature coming out in short order about the strange little man in Virginia and his operation, in wake of the suicide of Ken Kronberg.  This happens every so often, my big question is what is going to be rehashed by order of background information.  It is a good chance for the newspaper to float quotes from anonymous ex-members, pass on some things that Dennis King has to say, and throw in a defending quote or two from his flock of recently minted baby-boomer despising disciples.  I believe the Larouche news machine should be priming the pump right now, getting their template together to fill in the blanks for purpose of attacking the writer of the article, implying a conspiracy de jour against the Messiah-in-Chief, builder of a relatively expensive Potemkin Village world of a top-down model of culture and political activism.  (Larouche has taken credit most recently for a Chuck Hagel op-ed piece on Iraq and Dennis Kucinich’s measure to Impeach Dick Cheney.  His schtik is to float policy influence amongst his true believers, gist for the mill.)
I too went to Ken Kronberg’s funeral. A few noteworthy things:
1. There was no mention whatsoever of LHL or the Labor Committee throughout the service.
2. The sermon at some point quoted Kronberg as saying something like: I used to think the universe was run by conflict, everyone attacking each other, but now I know it’s run by Love. Pretty obvious polemic against You Know Who.
3. The written item called “Remembering Ken” that was passed out to those attending–which was written by Kronberg’s wife Molly, also a longtime member–did not mention LaRouche or the ICLC or PMR or Fidelio or Campaigner or ….–not a word.

Looked like a posthumous repudiation of LaRouche by Kronberg–actually, not just posthumous (see the quote from the sermon).

Charming.  This is a world which I don’t quite know if it has any value in passing along, but it is a life and a statement.
My private speculations on what exactly is going to happen when, surely within 15 years and more than likely on the short end of that time period, the strange man in Virginia passes away togs henceforth and thusforth, and perhaps this is the end-game for the strange beast that has hunkered about since the 1960s:

Meanwhile, back at “Windy Hill”, the Archon’s rental mansion, I wonder if he knows just how deep the doo-doo is going to get. From the look of things at FACTNet I would surmise that those who are still hanging on, aside from the LYM, are just hanging around watching the vultures circle and waiting for them to pounce. Maybe waiting for the Archon to pass on, and the org with him. I simply don’t see it surviving. If Mrs. Archon has all the rest of the money locked up on her side of the pond then she can probably live well for a good long time, unless somebody decides to audit the books.

If you drew a line-graph of prosperity (or a potemkin prosperity), I imagine a peak in 1986, which drops down to a low through the Clinton era, and is funneled back up with a more apt target (Bush Administration) and a more strategically sound recruitment base, on college campuses.  I suspect the lines will diverge away as we move away from Cheney/Bush, and I’m not sure there’s enough anti-environmentalist college kids to suck into an anti-global warming crusade.
Which means that the clever Accounting box shuffling to paper over monetary deficiencies in various parts of Larouche, Inc. will strain more and more of the old Guard technocrats — the Ken Kronbergs — before a final bust.  But that’s just a theory.

Hey!  I found an online edition of the late 1970s “Dope, Incorporated”!  (Well, it popped before me.)  Weeee!

I should go make fun of Mike Gravel’s performance in the Democratic Debate now.

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