The Bulletin’s Day Book

The Nazis are pouting. Beginning Saturday, May 19, a concerted effort will be made by one Nazi faction to secure the collapse of the main body of Hitler’s tried and true Friends of New Germany.

On that date at 8:30 p. m. in the Kreutzer Hall at 228 East 86 street the Deutscher Bund will begin its drive for membership. The Deutscher Bund under the fine hand of Hans Wuerz, former secretary of the American Branch of the National Socialist Party, and Friedrich Heiss, the grand old man of anti-Semitism, has issued its first appeal for a following-cash customers, if you please.

Heiss and Wuerz are convinced that Gissibl and his successor, Reinhold Walter, are not Nazi enough (Heaven and Heiss only know how they could be more so). So they are starting their own outfit, into which they hope to drag Germans, German Americans, and all others who are willing to cross the Nazi palms with silver.

For Heiss it will be a day of glorious revenge. Some months ago the Friends of New Germany withdrew their patronage from Heiss’ paper, Amerikas Deutsche Post, which had been the Nazi Party organ for many months. The Nazis reckoned that Heiss was making too much dough for the fat, old duffer he is, and a few of the more far-sighted (Griebl and Spanknoebel primarily) agreed that the silver lining should grace their own pockets. So they set up Das Neue Deutschland, which later became the weekly Deutsche Zeitung.

In both these sheets they published announcements that went something like this: “Many persons have been under misapprehensions concerning the identity of the organ of the Friends of New Germany. The Deutsche Zeitung is the only official organ of this group, and we urge members and friends to buy no other.”

But for Heiss the day of reckoning is at hand. In a cozy little corner of the May issue of Amerikas Deutsche Post, the ancient printer has come out with the following announcement:

“WARNING AGAINST IMPOSTERS: Various persons, including women, representing themselves as representatives of the Deutscher Bund, seek out German business concerns to solicit purchases of the “Deutsche Zeitung” (Organ of the League of Friends of New Germany).

“The Deutscher Bund,” (Heiss must have rubbed his hands and given vent to a satisfied, ‘Haw!’ as he wrote this) “has absolutely nothing to do with this filthy business, and it asks German business men, recognizing such persons, to turn them over to the police.”

Bundesleiter Wuerz’s name was signed to the announcement, but it smells like Heiss.

Heiss, as the leader of an Aryo-Christian Union was going to rule the world with that outfit some months ago. Apparently he must have lost faith in the movement and returned again to his first love, race politics with the religious element merely a caudal appendage to wage in the faces of fanatics of the Pelley calibre.

Now, whether or not Heiss is going to reap the golden harvest his anti-Semitic old soul craves, is a matter for time to decide. He has a fair chance of garnering a few dollars from members of the disgruntled Friends who have all but been asphyxiated by a couple of the stench bombs recently uncorked within the fold. Heiss is all ready for a skyrocketing of his revenues. He has made arrangements for the sale of bulk quantities of his sheet (100 for $2.50-otherwise retailed at a dime apiece ) to all groups who think, or fail to think, in the Heissian manner.

For a thin dime, folks, you get some nice pictures of St. Adolf, nice snapshots of the hakenkreuz (swastika to the linguisticly limited), and twelve pages of blood curdling stuff on the big, bad Jews. Step right up, folks. Just a thin dime.

Maybe we shouldn’t bring this up; but, doggonit, the way this fellow Heiss goes around exposing the secrets of the Jewish International Money Bund, we really should tattle a bit ourselves.

We’ll do it this way. Those interested can go through the criminal files for about the year 1926 or 27 and look under the H’s. You’ll find nothing about Friedrich himself, but the stuff his shop at that time was printing. Hot Dog!!!