In the previous two instalments, we have seen how, during the 1950s and 1960s, a bizarre, triangle-obsessed South American cult, the Anael Lodge, infiltrated the Justicialist Party of the fascistoid Argentinian President General Juan Domingo Perón under the mistaken belief he was a ‘Cosmic Conductor’ with magical radar-dishes for hands; these he could use to broadcast astral rays from the stars out onto his people when speechifying wildly, thus causing them to evolve into a new native Master Race who would depose the evil globe-dominating triangle of the US, USSR and Britain, ushering in the Age of Aquarius in the name of a new, ‘Triple-A Triangle’ of world-revolution, centring upon Asia, Africa and (South) America. Anglo-Saxon capitalists and Russian Reds were mere “horizontal” people, whereas revolutionary Third Worlders were “vertical folk”, ascending Heavenwards under Perón’s benign totalitarian direction.
Yet, in 1955, Perón had been deposed in a military coup and exiled to Madrid in the company of his new young wife Isabel, an Anaelist fellow traveller herself. The Anaelists, alarmed at their nation’s change of political course, sought to persuade Perón to return home and smite all enemies with his magic fists when the time was right, using Isabel as a convenient go-between. Establishing a fake doll shop in Madrid as a front, the cult hoped to exploit Isabel’s influence to plant an agent directly in Perón’s entourage to bend him to their will. Unfortunately, the only candidate the spiritualistically inclined Isabel would accept was José Lòpez Rega, AKA , ‘The Witch’, whose New Age leanings concealed Nazi sympathies and, later, a growing taste for mass murder in the name of ushering in the future Argentinian Master Race. As both José and Isabel had been one-time nightclub entertainers, they shared a natural sympathy, with holding an almost hypnotic influence over her. No occultist himself, Perón initially said no way to José and his suggestions, mocking him as ‘Lòpecito’, or ‘Little Lòpez’, and employing him purely as a glorified butler to keep his wife quiet. But Perón was already 60home soil, inevitably grew old, weak, tired and senile. Gradually, through a combination of flattery and always being on-hand, Rega managed to place himself in the position of ‘loyal’ gatekeeper to Perón’s presence, controlling all access to who could see him. “I am the lightning-rod that prevents all the evils sent against this house,” he boasted. This should have been an excellent result for the Anaelists – until, suddenly, their spy betrayed them.
