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This Difficult Individual Eustace Mullins — and the Remarkable Ezra Pound

by Beatrice Mott Authors wishing to quote Eustace's books in their own writing make themselves an easy target for reasonable critics or hate organizations like the ADL. In this way, Mr. Mullins has done more harm to the movement than good. I learned this the long way. Having read Secrets , I drove down to Staunton, VA in the summer of 2006 and spent an afternoon talking with Mr. Mullins. My goal was to find the origin of several stories and statements which I could not reference from the text. Mr. Mullins was an elderly gentleman and he couldn't remember where he had found any of the material I was interested in. He simply replied: “It's all in the Library of Congress. Back then they would let me wander the stacks.” So I moved to D.C., a few blocks from the library and spent the better part of two years trying to retrace Mr. Mullins' footsteps. Prior to this I had had several years' experience as a researcher and was used to trying to find the prov...
Raising Ezra Taking another look at Idaho's most famous poet/conspiracy theorist BY TONY EVANS From the Boise Weekly newspaper: http://www.boiseweekly.com/gyrobase/Content?oid=oid%3A314959 O n the porch of a white Victorian house on Pine Street in Hailey, a bronze plaque commemorates the birthplace of the Ezra Weston Loomis Pound, 1885-1972. The plaque reads, "I have beaten out my exile." The quote is from Pound's poem "The Rest," a tribute to artists and "Lovers of beauty ... starved, thwarted with systems, helpless against the control." Pound was an irascible expatriate who left America as a young man and lived many years in rented flats in London and Paris. He spent his last years in silent exile in Venice, Italy, having been branded an anti-Semite and traitor to the United States. Only a controversial plea of insanity kept him from standing trial and perhaps from hanging. After spending 12 years in St. Elizabeth's Hospital for the insane ...