I was reading this morning about about British playwright and director Edmund Goulding, and learned that in his early years he first pranced onto the stage playing the walrus in Alice in Wonderland. Just curious, I looked for the walrus in Through the Looking Glass, and came on the poem The Walrus and the Carpenter. It is 18 stanzas containing 108 lines for those who pay attention to the number game. The “carpenter” is not a significant character, that is, he could have been any profession but the word “carpenter” was a better fit for the verse. It was not chosen by Lewis Carrol, but instead by his editor. It’s the walrus that matters.
The carpenter and the walrus walk along the beach and lure oysters to follow them – this as the oysters know there are 8 months (again with the numbers!) that they should not go ashore. The two amass a large following, and then feast of them, the walrus hiding behind a handkerchief to disguise how many he has eaten.
That is about as obvious as poetry ever gets for this accountant. I was triggered because of the song I am the Walrus, supposedly written by John Lennon, more likely by the writing committee for the handlers behind that group. There are certain works written by spooks that spooks love to litter in their various operations, such as Catcher in the Rye and Alice in Wonderland.
There is debate among Beatleologists about whether the walrus was Paul or John, and the cover of Magical Mystery Tour leaves us guessing. In the song Glass Onion John says “well here’s another clue for you all, the walrus was Paul.” He’s probably lying again. More likely the walrus was all of them, the entire Beatles operation from Intelligence all the way down to lowly Ringo.
Here is my take: The Beatles were a spook operation, perhaps writing some of their own music, but all the world is a stage. They were reciting their lines as instructed. Intelligence likes to mess with us, and telling us right to our face that they are luring us into a trap even as they do it would be just like them, saying “look how clever we are, how stupid you are.”
In the Paul is Dead psyop, the walrus is said to be a symbol of death, another clue for us all. That was misdirection. The whole point of the Beatles’ use of the walrus symbol was to mock us. Somewhere out there John is laughing. He is 76 now. We don’t know his real name. I imagine he is living a privileged life of crumpets and tea, cavorting with grandchildren, watching the wheels. He certainly had his way with us.
PS: Lennon was born on 10/9/1940 – 10+9+1+9+4=are you kidding me?