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Adventures With Cassiopaea

Chapter 34


So, how does Ira Einhorn fit in here? The "Medium is the message," as Einhorn himself proclaimed, and Ira Einhorn was the medium and the message. In an attempt to come to some understanding of what that message was, what was being promoted by Einhorn, what changes occurred in our society as a result of his presence and his "spider web of contacts," again we have to look behind the veil, the man behind the curtain, pulling the levers and creating the entire sideshow of smoke and mirrors.

How did Ira Einhorn become such a truly efficient Alien Reaction Machine?

Ira: "My mother lavished a tremendous amount of attention on me before I started school. She fed my curiosity and was teaching me at the third-grade level before I went to kindergarten at five. Aside from giving me a strong ego, this tutoring just made me a freak in my milieu when I entered school."

Bea Einhorn: "He read incessantly. He'd come to dinner, a book would be in his hand. He'd go on his vacation, he'd take so many books, you wouldn't know what would be up. I don't think he slept more than three, four hours a night, ever. Five would be the top. I would get up in the morning to call him, and he would be reading."

Because he was intellectually advanced, Ira was bored in school. Going to school was so repellent to him that he threw up every morning before starting off to his classes. Once he was in class, he was disruptive, yelling out in a rude and taunting way and refusing to stay in his seat. He made good grades academically, but had consistently poor marks for conduct.

After transferring to another school where he was told that he would not get good marks in his class work if he did not also get good grades for conduct, he apparently modified his behavior. His mother notes, however, that the new school made an effort to keep him busy. "They realized what they had in his mentality," she says proudly. One of his friends remembers him, at the age of 13, playing with rhymes and strange words. "What are you doing?" Ira would answer "I'm practicing." The friend remarked: "His flow of language was exquisite. He could mesmerize people through language. He had the most incredible vocabulary that ever came down the pike. Ira could talk constantly, without hesitation, without pause."

Because Ira made top grades in junior high school and had high scores in the standardized intelligence tests, he was admitted to a prestigious college prep high school. His IQ, according to Ira, was "upwards of 140."

He was said to be an independent thinker by the time he got to high school, having so strong an ego that he dared to violate the standard dress of his peers, wearing shorts when no one else did. He also continued his disruptive behavior. He was reported to have repeatedly challenged his instructors, breaking up assemblies with loud behavior, and general nuisance activity. But, because he continued to get good grades, this behavior was tolerated.

Regarding his personal relations at this time, one of his friends from high school reported: "Ira was really a force to be reckoned with. He would attempt to be dominant in conversations, yet when he was in the presence of somebody whom he knew to have more knowledge than he, he would listen intently and respectfully, and find out where it was they got that information." He would then seek it out on his own. Ira apparently fantasized about himself as a member of the European, intellectual, philosophic elite, and not just a suburban Jewish kid in America.

Steven Levy, author of The Unicorn's Secret, reports a curious item: One of Ira's high school friends said that quite often, when he would visit Ira at home, Ira's mother would direct him to the bathroom where he would find Ira ensconced in the bathtub with an open book in front of him. The friend thought this was extremely odd, but Ira was oblivious to the discomfort of his visitor. He would basically "hold court" in the bathtub, discoursing on whatever he was reading at the time. The reason I find this interesting is the fact that Ira claimed to have been in the bathtub when Holly Maddux supposedly left his apartment for the last time, never to be seen again. Because there has been some conjecture that Ira may have drained Holly's body of blood and fluids for several days after changing his mind about disposing of it, I cannot help but wonder that his story may hold a partial truth: that he WAS in the bathtub when "Holly left," in the sense that the image of Ira bathing in Holly's blood flashed unbidden to my mind. Such an act, as the reader will see, would be entirely in keeping with the psychopathic personality.

But, back to Little Ira. He was a larcenous lad, no doubt. His friend reported that he would repeatedly send away for batches of books given away in book club advertisements in magazines. When asked how he was going to pay for them, or the required subsequent orders, Ira would reply: "Don't worry! They're not going to get me - I'm a minor. If they're dumb enough to send it to me, they're not going to prosecute me." His friend noted wryly that Ira saw himself as a sort of Robin Hood, robbing the world to give to a good cause - Ira.

At one point in his high school career, Ira spent the summer lifting weights and doing push-ups to bulk up his body. He became, in the words of his friends, a "hulk," with an accompanying macho attitude. Unfortunately, he was never able to do anything about his spindly legs, and he was plagued by acne.

One very curious item is the fact that Ira boasted to his friends that he didn't feel pain. He demanded that they test him by stubbing a cigarette out on his hand and, sure enough, Ira held his hand steady and never flinched.

Ira started smoking marijuana in 1956 when it was still quite rare in American high schools. He graduated in 1957 with a scholarship to the University of Pennsylvania. Interestingly, he refused to let his picture be included in the yearbook, didn't want a high school ring, and attended the prom in jeans. This was so shocking that the High School threatened not to graduate him, but a sympathetic English teacher intervened saying "I ought to wring that boy's neck, but I cannot deny the world Ira."

In college, Ira was contemptuous of the idea that one could learn by attending classes. He did, of course, continue to read, but generally, he refused to fulfill the requirements of his classes. Again, his behavior was tolerated because of his evident intellect. Also, Ira's professors probably passed him just to get rid of him because he would intimidate and challenge them by citing obscure works that contradicted their own opinions.

So far, in general, we have described a very bright, very precocious, very independent kid. Except for vaguely troubling items that could be insignificant, we are not alarmed. I bet that most of the readers can identify with Ira, most especially his insistence on his own way of being, his resistance to authority.

I can identify with Ira myself. I was reading when I was three, I was often, though not always, bored in school, and in later years, I was somewhat resistant to authority that I perceived as unfair or unreasonable, most particularly my mother. However, I did also resist the authority at school a few times. I remember one occasion when I deliberately baited a teacher who I had seen use her authority cruelly on another student. I reduced her to tears in front of the class. At my 30 year class reunion, I was reminded of that incident, much to my embarrassment. What was a surprise to me was that it was seen as sort of heroic. At the time, and in my own recollection, I was just simply being obnoxious like any other kid who is too full of themselves. I deeply regretted having made another person cry. And even if some still perceive it as justified, I don't. I don't excuse her behavior, and I don't excuse my own.

I am certain that many readers also remember little "tests of courage" or games of "chicken" played with other children. (The only one I ever remember playing was one in which the object was not to blink, or some such thing.)

I was similarly not interested in the minutiae of classwork. However, unlike Ira, I often made poor overall grades because, even though I scored very high on all the tests, I rarely turned in the daily homework because I was too busy reading. In fact, I generally was hiding the book I was reading inside the textbook so that I could read undisturbed through classes. I thought that was a much better use of my time than listening to some dry old lecture about something that I already had learned through my reading. I also was generally too involved in my reading to "act up" in classes. I was called down for talking to the pupils on either side of me - whispering and not paying attention - and was even once sent out to stand in the hall by the classroom door for this. Heck, if I'm going to confess, yes, I smoked in the bathroom, and once instigated a conspiracy to shoot jelly beans at the Spanish instructor while the classroom was in darkness during one of her endless slide presentations of her summer vacations. She flipped the light switch on and glared at all of us - and informed us that the slide presentation would NOT continue until the guilty parties confessed. With a sigh of relief, the entire class became amnesiac.

Yes, I read under the covers with a flashlight because I was required to turn off the light in my room at a certain hour. I would often read all night and feel like death warmed over when I had to get up and go to school. But, except for the fact that I was something of a social semi-geek, I didn't mind going to school until about 11th grade. At that point, I was just simply tired of it. It WAS boring.

The point is: regarding Ira as a child, we haven't really seen anything in the record assembled by Steven Levy from his interviews with all the principals of Ira's early life, that would indicate anything truly abnormal, except perhaps, his conscious, premeditated larceny, his lack of consideration for the feelings of others, and maybe the "I feel no pain" episode.

 

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