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				Aleister 
				 
				Crowley: | 
				     One 
				day, however, I got genuinely drunk, not with alcohol but with 
				indignation. It was the day of the murder of Edith Cavell. I sat 
				down and wrote an article --- a stained glass window 
				representing von Bissing as Jesus Christ, "that great-hearted, 
				simple-minded, trusting German". He extends his hand to her; and 
				says, with tears in his eyes, "Miss Cavell, I trust you!" Then 
				she acts the part of Judas; and I conclude with a display of 
				fireworks, in which she is welcomed to hell by Lucrezia Borgia 
				and the Marchioness de Brinvilliers and several other vampires, 
				whose names I have forgotten, having others closer to hand. 
				     It 
				makes me weep for Germany when I think the Viereck published 
				such hideous and transparent irony without turning a hair! 
				Americans do not understand irony at all. But Viereck should 
				have done so, considering the Jewish hetaera and the wily old 
				robber baron in his ancestry. But are any tears salt enough to 
				weep for England when I think that none of my countrymen could 
				read my bitterness and anger between the lines of that comic 
				travesty of blasphemy? 
				     — The Confessions of Aleister Crowley.  
				New York, NY.  Hill and Wang, 1969.  Page 752. |  |