The following is an excerpt from "The White Man's Bible" by Ben Klassen:
CONFESSIONS OF A JEW— THE DEVASTATING RAMIFICATIONS OF
PAUL OF TARSUS AND CHRISTIANITY IN DESTROYING ROMAN
The following was written by Marcus Eli Ravage, a Jewish writer (1884-1965).
It appeared in the now defunct Century Magazine in the February, 1928 issue.
It is so clear, so direct, and its implications so far-reaching, that the full
disaster, so explicitly spelled out herein, completely escapes the average
befuddled White Christian. Here is the heading and text of Ravage’s article: A
REAL CASE AGAINST THE JEWS
Of course, you do resent us. It is no good telling me you don't. So let us not
waste any time on denials and alibis. You know you do, and I know it, and we
understand each other. To be sure, some of your best friends are Jews, and all
that. I have heard that before once or twice, I think. And I know, too, that you
do not include me personally— "me" being any particular individual Jew—
when you fling out at us in your wholesale fashion, because I am, well, so
different, don't you know, almost as good as one of yourselves. That little
exemption does not, somehow, move me to gratitude; but never mind that now.
It is the aggressive, climbing, pushing, materialistic sort you dislike— those, in
a word, who remind you so much of your own up-and-coming brethren. We
understand each other perfectly. I don't hold it against you.
Bless my soul, I do not blame anybody for disliking anybody. The thing that
intrigues me about this anti-Jewish business, as you play at it, is your total lack
of grit. You are so indirect and roundabout with it, you make such transparent
excuses, you seem to be suffering from selfconsciousness so horribly, that if
the performance were not grotesque, it would be irritating.
It is not as if you were amateurs: you have been at it for over fifteen centuries.
Yet watching you and hearing your childish pretexts, one might get the
impression that you did not know yourselves what it is all about. You resent us,
but you can not clearly say why. You think up a new excuse— a reason is what
you call it— every other day. You have been piling up justifications for
yourselves these many hundreds of years and each new invention is more
laughable than the last and each new excuse contradicts and annihilates the last.
Not so many years ago I used to hear that we were money-grubbers and
commercial materialists; now the complaint is being whispered around that no
art and no profession is safe against Jewish invasion.
We are, if you are to be believed, at once clannish and exclusive and
unassimilable because we won't intermarry with you, and we are also climbers
and pushers and a menace to your racial integrity.
Our standard of living is so low that we create your slums and sweat industries,
and so high that we crowd you out of your best residential sections. We shirk
our patriotic duty in wartime because we are pacifists by nature and tradition,
and we are the arch-plotters of universal wars and the chief beneficiaries of
those wars (see "The Protocols of the Elders of Zion.")
We are at once the founders and leading adherents of capitalism and the chief
perpetrators of the rebellion against capitalism. Surely, history has nothing like
us for versatility! And, oh! I almost forgot the reason of reasons. We are the
stiff- necked people who never accepted Christianity, and we are the criminal
people who crucified its founder.
But I tell you, you are self-deceivers. You lack either the self- knowledge or the
mettle to face the facts squarely and own up to the truth. You resent the Jew not
because, as some of you seem to think, we crucified Jesus but because we gave
him birth. Your real quarrel with us is not that we have rejected Christianity but
that we have imposed it upon you! Your loose, contradictory charges against us
are not a patch on the blackness of our proved historic offense. You accuse us
of stirring up revolution in Moscow. Suppose we admit the charge. What of it?
Compared with what Paul the Jew of Tarsus accomplished in Rome, the
Russian upheaval is a mere street brawl. You make much noise and fury about
the undue Jewish influence in your theaters and movie palaces. Very good;
granted your complaint is well-founded. But what is that compared to our
staggering influence in your churches, your schools, your laws and your
governments, and the very thoughts you think every day? A clumsy Russian
forges a set of papers and publishes them in a book called "The Protocols of the
Elders of Zion", which shows that we plotted to bring on the late World War.
You believe that book. All right. For the sake of argument we will underwrite
every word of it. It is genuine and authentic. But what is that beside the
unquestionable historical conspiracy which we have carried out, which we have
never denied because you never had the courage to charge us with it, and of
which the full record is extant for anybody to read?
If you really are serious when you talk of Jewish plots, may I not direct your
attention to one worth talking about? What use is it wasting words on the
alleged control of your public opinion by Jewish financiers, newspaper owners
and movie magnates, when you might as well justly accuse us of the proved
control of your whole civilization by the Jewish Gospels?
You have not begun to appreciate the real depth of our guilt. We are intruders.
We are disturbers. We are subverters.
We have taken your natural world, your ideals, your destiny, and played havoc
with them. We have been at the bottom not merely of the latest Great War but
of nearly all your wars, not only of the Russian but of every other major
revolution in your history. We have brought discord and confusion and
frustration into your personal and public life. We are still doing it. No one can
tell how long we shall go on doing it. Look back a little and see what has
happened. Nineteen hundred years ago you were an innocent, care-free, pagan
race. You worshipped countless Gods and Goddesses, the spirits of the air, of
the running streams and of the woodland. You took unblushing pride in the
glory of your naked bodies. You carved images of your gods and of the
tantalizing human figure. You delighted in the combats of the field, the arena
and battle-ground. War and slavery were fixed institutions in your systems.
Disporting yourselves on the hillsides and in the valleys of the great outdoors,
you took to speculating on the wonder and mystery of life and laid the
foundations of natural science and philosophy. Yours was a noble, sensual
culture, unirked by the prickings of a social conscience or by any sentimental
questionings about human equality.
Who knows what great and glorious destiny might have been yours if we had
left you alone. But we did not leave you alone. We took you in hand and pulled
down the beautiful and generous structure you had reared, and changed the
whole course of your history. We conquered you as no empire of yours ever
subjugated Africa or Asia. And we did it all without armies, without bullets,
without blood or turmoil, without force of any kind. We did it solely by the
irresistible might of our spirit, with ideas, with propaganda. We made you the
willing and unconscious bearers of our mission to the whole world, to the
barbarous races of the earth, to the countless unborn generations. Without fully
understanding what we were doing to you, you became the agents at large of
our racial tradition, carrying our gospel to the unexplored ends of the earth. Our
tribal customs have become the core of your moral code. Our tribal laws have
furnished the basic groundwork of all your august constitutions and legal
systems. Our legends and our folk tales are the sacred lore which you croon to
your infants. Our poets have filled your hymnals and your prayer-books. Our
national history has become an indispensable part of your pastors and priests
Our kings, our statesmen, our prophets, our warriors are your heroes. Our
ancient little country is your Holy Land. Our national literature is your Holy
Bible. What our people thought and taught has become inextricably woven into
your very speech and tradition, until no one among you can be called educated
who is not familiar with our racial heritage. Jewish artisans and Jewish
fishermen are your teachers and your saints, with countless statues carved in
their image and innumerable cathedrals raised to their memories.
A Jewish maiden is your ideal of motherhood and womanhood. A Jewish rebelprophet
is the central figure in your religious worship. We have pulled down
your idols, cast aside your racial inheritance, and substituted for them our God
and our traditions. No conquest in history can even remotely compare with this
clean sweep of our conquest over you.
How did we do it? Almost by accident. Two thousand years ago nearly, in faroff
Palestine, our religion had fallen into decay and materialism. Moneychangers
were in possession of the temple. Degenerate, selfish priests mulcted
our people and grew fat. Then a young patriotidealist arose and went about the
land calling for a revival of faith. He had no thought of setting up a new
church. Like all the prophets before him, his only aim was to purify and
revitalize the old creed. He attacked the priests and drove the money-changers
from the temple. This brought him into conflict with the established order and
its supporting pillars. The Roman authorities, who were in occupation of the
country, fearing his revolutionary agitation as a political effort to oust them,
arrested him, tried him and condemned him to death by crucifixion, a common
form of execution at that time.
The followers of Jesus of Nazareth, mainly slaves and poor workmen, in their
bereavement and disappointment, turned away from the world and formed
themselves into a brotherhood of pacifist non-resisters, sharing the memory of
their crucified leader and living together communistically. They were merely a
new sect in Judea, without power or consequence, neither the first nor the last.
Only after the destruction of Jerusalem by the Romans did the new creed come
into prominence. Then a patriotic Jew named Paul or Saul conceived the idea
of humbling the Roman power by destroying the morale or its soldiery with the
doctrines of love and nonresistance preached by the little sect of Jewish
Christians. He became the Apostle to the Gentiles, he who hitherto had been
one of the most active persecutors of the band. And so well did Paul do his
work that within four centuries the great empire which had subjugated
Palestine along with half of the world, was a heap of ruins. And the law which
went forth from Zion became the official religion of Rome.
This was the beginning of our dominance in your world. But it was only a
beginning. From this time forth your history is little more than a struggle for
mastery between your own old pagan spirit and our Jewish spirit. Half your
wars, great and little, are religious wars, fought over the interpretation of one
thing or another in our teachings. You no sooner broke free from your primitive
religious simplicity and attempted the practice of the pagan Roman learning
than Luther, armed with our gospels, arose to down you and re-enthrone our
heritage. Take the three principal revolutions in modern times— the French,
the American and the Russian.
What are they but the triumph of the Jewish idea of social, political and
economic justice? And the end is still a long way off. We still dominate you. At
this very moment your churches are torn asunder by a civil war between
Fundamentalists and Modernists, that is to say between those who cling to our
teachings and traditions literally and those who are striving by slow steps to
dispossess us. In Dayton, Tennessee, a Bible-bred community forbids the
teaching of your science because it conflicts with our ancient Jewish account of
the origin of life; and Mr. Bryan, the leader of the anti-Jewish Ku Klux Klan in
the Democratic National Convention, makes the supreme fight of his life in our
behalf, without noticing the contradiction. Again and again the Puritan heritage
of Judea breaks out in waves of stage censorship, Sunday blue laws and
national prohibition acts. And while these things are happening you twaddle
about Jewish influence in the movies!
Is it any wonder you resent us? We have put a clog upon your progress. We
have imposed upon you an alien book and an alien faith which you cannot
swallow or digest, which is at crosspurposes with your native spirit, which
keeps you everlastingly ill-at-ease, and which you lack the spirit either to reject
or to accept in full. In full, of course, you never have accepted our Christian
teachings. In your hearts you are still pagans. You still love war and graven
images and strife. You still take pride in the glory of the nude human figure.
Your social conscience, in spite of all democracy and all your social
revolutions, is still a pitifully imperfect thing.
We have merely divided your soul, confused your impulses, paralyzed your
desires. In the midst of battle you are obliged to kneel down to him who
commanded you to turn the other cheek, who said "Resist not evil" and
"Blessed are the peacemakers." In your lust for gain you are suddenly disturbed
by a memory from your Sundayschool days about taking no thought for the
morrow. In your industrial struggles, when you would smash a strike without
compunction, you are suddenly reminded that the poor are blessed and that
men are brothers in the Fatherhood of the Lord. And as you are about to yield
to temptation, your Jewish training puts a deterrent hand on your shoulder and
dashes the brimming cup from your lips.
You Christians have never become Christianized. To that extent we have failed
with you. But we have forever spoiled the fun of paganism for you. So why
should you not resent us? If we were in your place we should probably dislike
you more cordially than you do us. But we should make no bones about telling
you why. We should not resort to subterfuges and transparent pretexts. With
millions of painfully respectable Jewish shopkeepers all about us we should not
insult your intelligence and our own honesty by talking about communism as a
And with millions of hard- working impecunious Jewish peddlers and laborers
we should not make ourselves ridiculous by talking about international
capitalism as a Jewish monopoly. No, we should go straight to the point.
We should contemplate this confused, ineffectual muddle which we call
civilization, this half- Christian half-pagan medley, and— were our places
reversed— we should say to you pointblank: "For this mess thanks to you, to
your prophets and to your Bible."