Gulag Germany: Manifestations of the female castration complex

While the ex-Nazi bureaucracy partied in Bonn, Bert Brecht was rounding up actors to perform in his theatrical productions.
Reich wanted Brecht dead.
“We didn’t beat the Nazis to put these guys in power.”
Reich knew what it meant to get in line with the New Reality.
“Half of the people we partied with in the Cafe Romanisches perished in Stalin’s camps, victims of that New Reality.
I want the old reality. I want my orgasms and Christianity gone.”

Gulag Germany

Life was good under Jewish controlled Catholic Europe until Martin Luther nailed his dogmatic list on our dicks. We were in bed with the Jew whore, buying our women furs with the blood of our own people. Imperial Germany was a covert sexual romp. We slept with each other’s husbands and wives sharing our pain through interlocking analyses. “I am a wild analyst”, declares Dr. Georg Groddeck from the Berlin Psychoanalytic Institute’s stage in 1910.

Things got hairy in psycho-headquarters in 1914. Hans Sachs published   “I Wish to be a Man” even though he was a man.
The Committee met on Wednesday nights. After the patients left, we rolled back the couches and let our blouses down. Some of the greatest minds of the early 20th century were partying knowing the end was near. During the Great War analysts made peace with the Kaiser and their clinics began treating soldiers neuroticized at the front.

Manifestations of the female castration complex

Dr. Freud says that a woman can castrate a man by catching him in an act of infidelity. The castrated male will always return to the lioness with shared memories of genital function.
“Poor little Gropius. He was one of my patients before the war. Severely punished by his father he became the willing castrati for Alma Mahler.”

Genital Dysfunction in the Freud Household.
Since Mrs. Freud was productive in the home and reproductive in bed, Sigmund resorted to a life of onanism. “We can’t afford any more children.
I’m already the largest cocaine distributor in Austria.” Following
Nietzsche’s path to the unconscious Freud hit a pothole along the way. Freud’s self castration was a huge blow to post-modern Europe.

Hemingway, in fits of depression, sails off the coast for days at a time swimming with sharks.
You don’t need a thesaurus, just grab a bottle.
Through drunken creation the modern writer pens tales of empty and embarrassing existence in the land of DeMille.
To this day children across America are victims of his practice of invented spelling.

Dachau was known as the bookkeeper’s last debit. Special bunks in the Accountants Wing housed some of Germany’s greatest fiscal thinkers. It
is an historical irony that the SS had Jewish accountants keeping their books.

Reich believed that the energy for life was in the air, and that corporate fascists were exploiting God’s vital elixir.
The Jews understood the nature of the orgasm and that is why they have survived. Germany, a nice place to shop, waxes nostalgic for the pre-Christian era and its orgasm centered life. The Bauhaus was originally the Frauhaus. While most of the men were off on crusade, the others sheltered by the clergy, the Thirty Years War was a time of sexual experimentation in the Holy Roman Empire.

Matriarchial Germany had been a land of peace where relations between the sexes was unhurried. An ancient ritual from the times of Ottfried the Norm called for the women to select husbands from a group of virgin warriors. Matches were made that produced some of the world’s most beautiful music and some of the worst poetry ever written.

Stefan George dreams of walks in the forest with young lads.
Why does Germany support Freud and his cult? Was it God’s punishment upon the tribes of Arminius? The Romans were warned by Tacitus to skip Germany and head straight on to England.
The Roman legions driven mad in England returned home to their women, wine, and song. With lots of children working the farm, Father Greyino sings bacchanalian chorales in tribute to the Mother Goddess.

Back home again in penal Germany, Nietzsche dances naked to the songs of James P Johnson. In “A Porters Love Song to a Chambermaid”, the maid is invited in to dance with the inner Nietzsche.