THE ROBERT W. WHITAKER ARCHIVE

Now that I have exposed Libanon, I have had a revelation that goes even deeper.

In the 1980s I had a piece in the New York Times Review of Books.

Writers' egos being what they are, the front page of the Review listed the names of authors writing in that issue.

Of about ten names, nine of them were not merely Jewish, but obviously Jewish, like Goldberg or Finkelstein.

And right in the middle of that parade of Jewish names was:

"Robert Walker Whitaker," with even my middle name spelled out to emphasize the triple-barreled Anglo-Saxon name.

Now you know and I know EXACTLY what every single person who saw that front page was thinking:

"Yea. Right. I'll just bet that's his REAL name."

So here I am, exposed to the world as an obvious ADL plant.

But, as a good Jew, another question occurs to me.

I have been in this movement for fifty years. I have just discovered that all that time I was an ADL plant.

FIFTY YEARS!

So where the HELL is my back pay?