Thank you, Nero the Pict, for the loan of this book, and for making certain, that your beautiful consort dresses in the most pleasing manner on the occasions of my visitation!

-San Jose, 8/4/2025

“The distortion of history to flatter national vanity makes the process of human development incomprehensible,” strikes Glubb on page 30. This is after he notes that “western pride” in his day, both liberal and conservative, had concealed the fact that Europe had lived in fear of Muslim conquest from 712 to 1092.

Glubb spent, 29 pages explaining that he was not a qualified academic. Rather his qualifications included an intimate knowledge of the lands, people, beliefs and language of his subject. This, in academic circles, makes him unqualified to properly curate the past, as he has not imbibed the hallow lies and gruesome omissions necessary to properly misunderstand the past so as to reassure those who navigate the present into the future that no reef or rock awaits just below the surface of the Sea of Time to wreck their binocular ambitions.

Despite the fact that Glubb—knowing predominantly brown Muslims during his life—avoids the idea of the Mamelukes being white, he begins the story of Islam noting how prominent Christians and Christian converts to Islam had been in establishing the empire. However, the use of “white” enters the English language as a racial noun by way Islam in the 1500s and gains little currency until the 1730s, with Christian preferred as a European designation until the 1830s. Neither does he go into the detail that Edward Gibbon does, who explains in painstaking degrees, how European Christians decided in the millions to embrace Islam and forsake Christianity, rather than pay taxes. Sir Richard F. Burton, in his Arabian Nights translation, repeatedly notes the Arab hatred of Blacks and the fact that Mamelukes were “white slaves.” Burton antedated Glubb by 100 years. Only Burton, who passed as a Kurd with his Blue Eyes, and taught Islam, even in Mecca and Herat, seems to have been of a generation that appreciated how recent the browning of Asia was. Indeed, the Arab historian of Timur, his slave for 20 years, who hated him, yet named him brave and just, declared that he was “white.” Under the broad skies, on campaign, in a setting were my pale Irish ass turns light brown, the acid test for who is Arуan, who is of the north, who is the Son of the White Wolf, is one: Blue Eyes.

After his essay on Muslim history, Glubb, on page 36, notes that Mameluke means “owned” just as Malik, means king, or owner.

The Mamelukes were “Turkish” war slaves, and Turks sired children on as many types of women as possible. Slave girls were the chief booty all the way to antiquity. Long before the Mongols overran Central Asia at the time under discussion, and many Kipchacks went to the auction block, Arabs had been buying Turkish boys, who had been born to the saddle, as natural slave soldiers. He states that to be such a slave was more like being a son—which IS the same as slavery in the Old Testament—and that the boy once sold, was trained up for war, that when he was ready he was freed from general bondage and bound as a warrior to his owner, a military man, and was free upon his moral owner’s death. This arrangement assured good paternal treatment on the part of the owner.

Mameluke history spans 400 years and two races, the Turks [mixed-race steppes men] and the Circassians, who were Caucasian people given more to scheming than fighting. The name was made with the Turkish fighting race. Of interest, is that the first great battle won by the Mamelukes, was over the Mongols at Ain Jaloot, the Well of Goliath. Babyars and his master won this. Yet Baybars, one of the great hero kings of history, had a slave girl promised him taken by his master, so he rose against his master and became the boss of all medieval hero kings.

His history, though, began as a blue-eyed Turk obviously an Alan, Cumin or Blond Hun from north of the Caucasus Mountains, in other words northern Caucasian, or Arуan. He was sold for only $20 because he had a spot on one eye—they wanted pure blue-eyed devils for war. He had been sold into slavery by parents, just as Scythians of Solon’s time down through Mithridates sold their sons into bondage as soldiers and police to civilized folk. The people from this region would become the Cossacks of modern times, who in the photos surviving from World War II seem very Arуan.

The Mamelukes were doomed to corruption from the start. For they delegated all administration to Eunuchs and civil servants who were often Christians. Their history began in civil war among Saladin’s [Blue-eyed Kurdish hero king] descendants in which the generalship of the winning side was left to Spray-of-pearls, a wife of the dying prince. That woman would meet a terrible end. The Mamelukes had no choice but to rule themselves or be ruled by women, so they rose and delegated civic affairs to homosexuals and transexuals. Only Baybars went against this.

Of all the military leaders in history, Baybars ranks just behind the top:

-1. Alexander

-2. Timur

-3. Genghis Khan

-4. Baybars

Baybars was the most like Timur and Alexander, with a touch of Odin. From 1250 to his death in 1277 Baybars did the following exploits:

-1. Defeated the Mongols in numerous battles and sieges, more than all others combined, and when the Mongols were at their height. They named him “slave” in letters and ran from him on the field.

-2. Swam the Eurphrates in 1272.

-3. Worked with picks and shovels with his men at sieges.

-4. Operated as his own spy in enemy camps, riding alone in war torn areas.

-5. Wiped out the last 9 castles of the Hashishians.

-6. Swam the Nile, twice, with his armor on, before the population, when he was in his late 40s!

-7. Wiped out most of the Crusader states, granting them only a small fief and a treaty with the King of Cyprus to avert another crusade.

-8. No man could defeat him in single combat and he remained the best horse archer, mace man, lance man and swordsman into his 40s.

Most remarkable about Baybars, was that he would pretend to be sick in his tent, or said to be off hunting, and then ride by himself, from Syria to Egypt and back to inspect his troops and make sure they were training. That mysterious rider who inspected the troops in Cairo without a word, struck his men with wonder. He did this when parties of Mongols actively hunted him.

In 1259, when the famine of 1201 repeated, he made his officers and men feed the poor and he took care of thousands. He placed various bans on alcohol, hash and prostitution. One night he went to the red light district to make sure the whores were not mistreated, and punished a general over beating a hooker. He eventually had them married off. Baybars’ manic work ethic was totally arctic and his dedication to riding disguised as a lone man among criminals and soldiers, bandits and mobs of poor, to reward the just and punish the cruel, recalls the poetic Eddas, and Odin’s traveling about as a lone gray beard prepared to punish any who would waylay an old man.

In the end, Baybars agreed to a drink Koumiss at Damascus on June 20 1277, at age 50, and was poisoned.

Was it the last of the Hashishians—he had even outlawed hash and taken the assassin castles?

Was it a mongol agent, as indicated by the drink?

Was it a jealous or disciplined officer?

Might it have been one of the Eunuchs?

What I think, is that Saladin and Baybars, blue-eyed Northmen in the Muslim world, reflected the ancient hiring of Scythians and reflected into the future, the service of men such as Burton, Gordon of Khartoum, Lawrence of Arabia, and Sir John Glubb, Englishmen who led and taught Muslims in the ways of war and religion, while their leaders of record sat at their ease. One might recall, that according to the Haddiths, any man who says that The Prophet was not “white,” did not have blue eyes, and especially that he was some “blackamoor,” was to be put to death!

In the end, peoples that fall into corruption seek a man of a pure frantic type to relieve them of their suffering at the hands of their indolent masters. Like Alexander, the life of Baybars generated a vast body of romances across the same portion of the world, that Middle Eastern land where corruption has reigned for all but a few of the last four thousands of years.

Under Chapter 20, Toman the Traitor, Glubb quotes some poets. My favorite is:

“What is a king? A man condemned to bear the public burden of the nation’s care.”

-Matthew Prior, Solomon

Yet we, in the deepest well of conspiracy, in a world where no man is more taboo than the king, believe only in the sanctity of bickering.