This was a book I was very excited to get, and have been excited before I read and re-read it several times, but which completely fails to excite me when I actually read it. It simply never lives up to its promise. It claims to be (and sometimes tries to be) an examination of the people and groups who become convinced of conspiracies, focusing especially on those who believe in the “Illuminati” or a related pseudo-Masonic secret group. If this was done using sociological (or historical) methods, it could make for a very interesting study of a subculture in Western society which has influenced the mainstream at various significant junctures.
Unfortunately, what it really is is a rather un-methodical gathering of conspiracy theories and crackpot ideas, with minimal analysis and no sociological or historical context whatsoever. To make matters worse, Wilgus or his editor has chosen to jettison standard English and pepper the text with non-words like “thru” and “altho.” As the book is now more than thirty years out of date, it does bring with it a certain type of historical context, but the post-hippie jargon and perspective will be alien to most current readers.
I find that today the most interesting parts are the beginning and the end. At the beginning, Robert Anton Wilson (co-author of “Illuminatus!” and solitary author of “Cosmic Trigger: The Final Secret of the Illuminati”) offers some words of sage advice in the form of an Introduction that is better than the book itself. He seems (perhaps this is my reading) to want to distance himself from the contents of the book and talk about the growing fascination among the intellectual class with conspiracy and its adherents, and he advises the reader to approach with caution. In the end, Wilgus offers a few pages of addenda that demonstrate a growing interest in Lovecraft, Crowley, Colin Wilson, and occultism that are highly typical of the times. I got a particular laugh from his mention of “The Satanic Rituals” wherein he found two examples of Lovecraftian magic, apparently without realizing that their author, Michael Aquino, had since quit the Church of Satan to found the Temple of Set. He also takes LaVey at his carny-huckster word about the authenticity of “The Stifling Air” ritual, and goes so far as to cite Pauwels and Bergier to back him up. That should tell you everything you need to know about his credulousness and credibility as a source.
In all, I have to say that it has its entertaining moments, but ultimately fails to live up to its premise.