It took him an hour to reach a town, and sneak into the back of the movie theatre. He waited.
At two in the morning, the lights of the cinema turned off, and those of the people who watched the show, returned to their homes. It took no little effort for John to open the door, and enter the projection booth. Moving boxes and shelves from the wall, he soon had it bare enough to focus the light.
He shut the door, and put on the reel, turning on the projector.
The figures on the wall screen were in black and white, and spoke in British accents. They sat around a large table, sipping tea.
A pale man with receding hairline got up to speak. "Men, This Hitler has just written a book called Mein Kampf,"
The audience protested and the speaker waved them down."Already, propaganda has gone out among the German people, favoring a blonde blue eyed Nordic type. In certain areas, because the present government would crack down, places are set aside where those German girls of the desired qualities are questioned for their fertility. We don't know whether this Hitler is starting a new army or what."
"So what do you see?"
"I believe that Hitler wants to bring back the glorious past or what he thinks is a past. For that, he would need a certain type of man or woman who looks like Sigfried and Brunhilda, blonde, tall, blue eyed."
"Do you mean that he might kill anyone not resembling that type?" asked a woman.
"Yes or sterilization. Hitler according to this, regards the Jews as subhuman. Anyone resembling that type, that is with dark hair and eyes would be in danger of extinction. "
"But it is just a book. What are we going to do?"
"We've started a counter program to breed individuals by arranged marriages, and unions, to produce men and women able to defeat this Hitler person."
"That is horrible!"
The man at the head of the table smiled. "No, it isn't. The typical Sigfried and Brunhilda lived at a time when life was harder. Most died at childbirth, that is those who looked like modern man and woman. However, we were able to isolate the genes necessary."
"For that," said a woman, "we need to go around the world."
"No, what we need is to recruit those from nations who have been invaded numerous times, England, Italy, Spain, and France."
"What about America?" asked another man.
"America is still young. We have distinctive racial types there and even partial racial types."
John sneered. This was in the thirties. How stupid the people were then.
"But wouldn't we go back to distinctive colors, a pure Negro, a pure Nordic, for instance?" asked the woman.
"No. It would take too long for the process. A mixture of Romans, Anglo Saxons, Celts, and Scandinavians, for instance, populates England. We have a different mixture in Italy and a different mixture in Spain and France. By selecting certain men and women in the areas with the highest survival rate, we will have our super being."
"And what do you hope to accomplish?"
"Did you read Genesis 6: 'And there were mighty men, men of renown.' These men and women would be only able to defend us in the coming chaos."
"Are you a volunteer? And why can't they let nature take its course."
"I cannot, and for the second question. Men and women of high ability often love themselves too much, or because of envy, ordinary people avoid them. So they settle for relationships in the dark and affairs. I have used other methods.
The film seemed to jump a few years, and to a different location. Several young people boarded a ship led by a few older men and women. John lost no time in recognizing the leader of the older men as the speaker. He had lost what remained of his hair and his hands were crippled with arthritis.
John made a mental note of the ages, noting that all the young women were pregnant. The oldest dominants would still be in their mother's wombs at that time.
He had found the true origin of their species.