Letter from Savitri Devi to Young Comrade A – 1 October 1973
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1 October 1973
(My letter will only go on the 3rd anyhow due to festivities.)
PS
With utmost horror, I read the description (in the article you sent me) of the agony of that poor dog. Not astonished — I have been hearing of atrocities on dumb, innocent (and beautiful) creatures all my life. That is the very reason why I have no time for “mankind” — unless it be the élite of the species (élite of character, not merely of race).
In a French magazine at the Alliance Française (where I teach) I read less than a week ago about poachers in Africa, who trap the beautiful “big cats” — leopards and panthers, etc. . . . to sell their robbed skins. The skin must not be spoiled — lest it lose its price. So to kill off the poor trapped creatures, the poachers (I presume Negroes; but I should not put such horrors past the capacity of Whites, after all, I read about baby seals off the coasts of Canada skinned alive for $2.50 each to steal their soft fur) the poachers, it seems, kill off the animals, after immobilizing them, by sticking a red-hot iron rod through their anuses. Imagine the appalling agony of the poor creature whose only crime was to have received from Nature a magnificent fur!!!
And two-legged mammals do such things for money!! The ugly beasts. I should well give the whole of dark Africa — and probably part of “Christian” White Africa as well (where Negroes are set apart but not Jews — oh no! They have the diamond mines!!) — to save a single animal from such a fate. May I in a next life have POWER and order [for] such evildoers as these to undergo the treatment they inflict on other living beings. (By the way, if I remember well, King Edward the Second of England died an appalling death of the same sort, inflicted on him by his guard, at the instigation of his wife — Isabella of France, daughter of that Philip the Fair [the Fourth] who put an awful end to the Templars’ knights’ Order — and Mortimer, said to have been her lover. Awful, of course. But at least done out of passion — not for mere money.)
I must in my next letter tell you of the dream I had on 22 December 1954, at Emsdetten, Germany. I wish it comes true to the letter. (I never dream — or remember by dreams — but once in ten or fifteen years!!)
In October 1962, in La Ricamarie near St. Etienne, France, a man of Spanish origin (G. Gonzales) poured petrol over an Alsatian dog, quite tame and loving, belonging to his neighbors, with whom he had quarreled, and on whom he wished to take revenge. The poor burnt beast took five days and five nights to die in awful agony. The man got . . . eight days imprisonment by a court on 8 February 1963. I remember it so well. (It was in all the papers.)
Compare this to the fate of Rudolf Hess, still behind bars since 10 May 1941 — i.e., 33 years, next May — for having tried to put an end to the fratricidal Second World War!!
This mankind deserves destruction — with the survival of a tiny god-like elite (as in my dream of 22 December 1956). That is my only answer.
Do you know George Lincoln Rockwell kicked out of the ANP (now NSWPP) a fellow called Dan Burros (of Jewish descent, by the way, it was afterwards made clear) for having been cruel to a dog? Our Führer’s legislation sent a German peasant woman (whom I met, and who told it to me herself) to four year’s concentration camp life for cruelty toward a pig. She had butchered the animal herself with a knife instead of calling for (and paying) a man to kill it with an automatic pistol (as was the law).
Glory to our Nature-loving Leader,
And to His Third Reich!
With our everlasting greeting,
Savitri Dêvi Mukherji