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Chapter 10
The Anti-Defamation League (ADL)
 
\The secret police in countries where the institution is native (Hitler's 
Gestapo was copied from the Asiatic model, which had a century-old tradition in 
Russia and Turkey) have the entire power and resources of the state behind them; 
indeed, they are the state. In America, Zionism built the nucleus of a secret 
police nearly as effective in many ways as those prototypes. It could only 
become equally effective dfit gained full control of the state's resources, 
including the power to arrest and imprisonment, and in my judgement that was the 
ultimate goal.    Douglas Reed, Controversy of Zion, 1952.1
Because of the challenge my companies mounted against the meat cartel, I had 
become a target. My comments during some of my business conversations pointed 
out the dominance this group had exercised in controlling the beef business, and 
the fact that they were our competitors added to this vendetta. While I was 
showing my feathers by being cocky, I am sure my opposition thought I was 
thumbing my nose at them. I had repeatedly said to our upper management: "We 
will give up kissing their asses, and from now on, they will kiss our ass before 
we will kiss theirs." I was referring to the beginning operations in Gordon when 
we had coolers of shrinking carcasses, and I had to use the Jewish cartel as my 
customer to distribute meat, and subsequently I had to handle them with kid 
gloves. Now I was determined to sell the meat direct and eliminate the role of 
the middlemen of their meat cartel. One of my meat salesmen, Itchie Rosenblum, 
who happened to be Jewish, walked out of the sales office after a few weeks on 
the payroll during one of my lectures to the sales Dffice personnel on how the 
Jewish meat competitors operated. Itchie stomped out Df the office saying: "I've 
listened to enough of your Nazism." My philosophy is actually quite different 
from one which requires a society controlled by a police state, such as Nazism. 
I am a laissez-faire advocate-a believer in individual Freedom, free enterprise, 
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interference of the centralized, bureaucratic government of the state. I am sure 
that my lecture on how the Jews controlled the meat industry, delivered in 
Itchie's presence, was not the only example the Anti-Defamation League heard of 
my remarks. Itchie, who was seventy-three years old at the time, was an old-time 
patriarch of the Jewish community of Denver, Colorado. I always suspected Itchie 
of being an informant anyway, as everything that went on at Cattle King was 
conveyed to my competitors; but it did not matter because we had nothing to 
hide.
Itchie would always try to get me to visit Seymour at Denver Boneless. Itchie 
would tell me that he had spoken to him, and Seymour wanted to make a deal on 
meat so he had invited me over to his office. I would tell Itchie to have 
Seymour come over to my office at Cattle King, and we could negotiate a deal 
here. I felt that I was in the driver's seat, and it is always good business 
psychology to negotiate from strength. The first indication of strength would be 
who dictated the home field advantage. I knew we had now taken Averch's place as 
the only large cow and bull slaughterer in the area, and we were drying up 
Denver Boneless's source of supplies from the small area slaughterers who had 
temporarily taken Averch's place. Denver Boneless's new source of supplies from 
Colorado, since Averch had started to kill sheep, were the small slaughtering 
companies in Pueblo, Elizabeth, Kersy, Colorado Springs, and Delta.
After I refused Itchie's invitation to venture over to my competitor's place of 
business, another smoke signal was sent to me. One morning, Itchie brought me a 
yamulca (the Jewish beanie). I was a fairly big, tough cowboy who liked to wear
five gallon cowboy hats. I couldn't see myself in one of those little beanies. I 
didn't think the beanie fitted my image. I threw the thing in my desk and told 
Itchie that if Seymour wanted to talk, to get his ass over here. The next 
morning, Itchie stomped out of the sales office, calling me a Nazi. The yamulca 
was white; I very much doubt
if it meant surrender. It was my feeling that even if I did venture over to the 
Jewish camp, I would always be a goyim in their eyes.
Through my research, I have decided that I am among the ten people most wanted 
by the Jewish police agency of the Anti-Defamation League, the main branch to 
the Zionists' B'nai B'rith Fraternal Lodge, which is nothing more than a 
surveillance tentacle of the world-wide Zionist organization. The 
Anti-Defamation
League (ADL) was organized in 1913 in Chicago. The heavily-staffed headquarters 
knits together fifteen branches in the large cities. Sigmund Livingston was the 
first chairman and was succeeded by Meyer Steinbrink of Brooklyn, a member of 
the New York State Supreme Court. When Steinbrink retired, ten fellowships were 
established to provide annual awards in colleges and universities for writers of 
top essays on the study of group prejudice.2