Albert Ellis Webber
Elizabeth and Robert have been decent enough to show me the manuscript of the book they are publishing about Canada. I am shocked, surprised, horrified. That the country which our ancestors spent centuries building, building, building should be desecrated and destroyed by those individuals to whom we have given our trust and who have betrayed that trust: our spiritual birthright and heritage.
And the human race as well whom they - vampires of our souls and spirits and bodies - are bent on destroying all over the world. The elimination of four billion 'useless eaters' is their goal, we are told in this book.
Is this believable? It is. I too have put my hands in the wounds of the human race - in my own wounds - and it is true.
Centuries upon centuries they have spent in the nurturing, in the hatching of this diabolical plan and now finally the rotten egg has matured and is about to spawn its rotten seed, the children of the dragon.
What riles me is this! While my father and mother, and their father's father and mother's mother - and back a long time before that - were bruising their bodies to serve the dream of this tract of geography coming together into a new kind of country, these thieves in the night, these international bankers and their minions, were already undermining this country.
Who gave them permission? The Provincial Government? The Federal Government? Or does the Illuminati own both the Provincial and the Federal Governments? When did that ownership begin?
When will it cease?
I didn't put one and one together until Robert and Elizabeth gave these books to the world. Now I am full of rage. And I shall have the just vengeance of the Lord on those who have defiled the graves of my ancestors and robbed the wombs of the girls in our villages and towns.
Already, even before this foul trade deal - that is taking away all the jobs from our young - was signed, every Tom, Dick, and Harry here and across the border jumped the gun and began calling us 'North Americans'. Does that mean that the Illuminati and their backers have finally taken control of North America, and that the lever of their control, by which Canada first and then the US will be finally brought to our knees, is right here in Ontario, in Windsor perhaps in some combination of bob rae's casinos.
In The New World Order and the Throne of the antiChrist Robert came up with an interesting image, that Canada, Russia, and the United States are next-door neighbours over the Pole, and they 'hold in their land masses a kind of cowl-like covering for the skull of the earth.'
A couple of years ago - actually it was on Christmas Day 1992 - Elizabeth told me that a top Russian diplomat had declared to her in Alexander Fraser House in Arthur: 'I tell you this: if Russia goes, Canada will be next, and the United States will be third.' Russia has gone and antiCHRIST is clearly in control of America.
I cannot believe that my own country, where almost everybody thinks almost everything is still innocent - I cannot believe that in this country where I and all of my ancestors were born and bred; I cannot believe that this womb that has given us Canada has been defiled so fast, is next on the hit list! Maybe the last!
I was born in a farmhouse in the township of Egermont, and there are many like me still hidden in the hinterlands of Ontario. We have known since before we were born that the end of time is near, and all our lives we have watched and waited, waited and watched. Is this the sign we've waited for?
Some of us still have the blood of good ancestors in our veins. Not only do I have the blood of the Webbers, but I have the blood of the Ellises, the blood of the Martins, the Millers, Campbells and Stuarts.
There are many others in those hinterlands of Ontario with blood even finer than mine and courage that exceeds the pipsqueaks who are running our cities and our governments. Our, 'public servants' have betrayed us, outfoxed us, outplayed us, again and again and again, but this time the vampire accountants will be held accountable.
And now I speak, being full of vision;
I speak to my people, and I speak in my people's name to the masters of my people.
I say to my people that they are holy, that they are august, despite their chains,
That they are greater than those that hold them, and stronger and purer,
That they have but need of courage, and to call on the name of their God,
For the unforgetting, the dear God that loves the peoples
For whom He died naked, suffering shame.
And I say to my people's masters: Beware,
Beware of the thing that is coming, beware of the risen people,
Who shall take what ye would not give.
Did ye think to conquer the people,
Or that Law is stronger than life and than men's desire to be free?
We will try it out with you, ye that have harried and held,
Ye that have bullied and bribed, tyrants, hypocrites, liars!
The Dragon, as we know from the Bible, has always found it difficult to navigate the hinterlands. The Archangel Michael defeated the Dragon in the Heavens. And the Dragon fell to earth.
I am not a betting man. I usually work with certainties. But if I were in one of Bob Rae's casinos and I met a pretty girl who liked to bet I'd say: 'Bet on this! This time He /She / It/ The Dragon may not get back to where it came from. For it will be slain in the hinterlands of Ontario.'