A  REAL CASE AGAINST THE JEWS 
One of Them Points Out the Full Depth of Their Guilt  
MARCUS ELI RAVAGE   
The following article was  written by Marcus Eli Ravage, a Jewish writer who was the official  biographer of the Rothschilds. It was published The Century Magazine,  January 1928, Vol.115, No. 3, pp. 346-350 
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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 world, 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, you make such fantastic and  transparent excuses, you seem to be suffering from self-consciousness so  horribly, that if the performance were not so 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 cannot clearly say why. You think up a new excuse - a "reason"  is what you call it - every other day. You have been piling up  justification for yourself 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 Learned 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  reasons 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 offence. 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 upheavals a mere street  brawl. 
You make much noise and fury  about the undue Jewish influence in your theatres 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 besides the unquestionable historical conspiracy which we have  carried out, which we never have 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 of not  merely the latest Great War but of nearly all your wars, not only of the  Russian but of nearly 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 the 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 the 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 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 world, 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 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 the learning of your pastors and priests and  scholars. 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 inextricable 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 rebel-prophet 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. Nearly two thousand years ago in far-off Palestine, our  religion had fallen into decay and materialism. Money-changers were in  possession of the temple. Degenerate, selfish priests grew fat. Then a  young patriot- idealist arose and went about the land calling for a  revival of the 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 pacifists non-resisters, sharing their 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 of its soldiery with the doctrines  of love and non- resistance 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 Gospel 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 triumphs 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. 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 digest, which is at  cross-purposes with your native spirit, which keeps you everlasting  ill-at-ease, and which you lack the spirit to either reject or accept in  full.
In full, of course, you never  have accepted our Christian teachings. In your hearts you still are  pagans. You still take pride in the glory of the nude human figure. Your  social conscience, in spite of all democracy and all your social  revolution, is still a pitifully imperfect thing. We have merely divided  your soul. confused your impulses and paralysed your desires. In the  midst of the 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 peace-makers". In your lust for gain you are suddenly disturbed by a  memory from your Sunday school 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 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 pretext. With millions  of painfully respectable Jewish shopkeepers all about us we should not  insult your intelligence and your own honesty by talking about communism  as a Jewish philosophy. And with millions hard-working impecunious  Jewish peddlers and labourers we should 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 - we should say to you point- blank: "For this  mess thanks to you, to your prophets, and your Bible." 
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Other reference: 
Ben Klassen also devotes to this article an entire chapter in his book The White Man's Bible: Chapter 43 page 231-237
