Max I. Dimont, in his popular work The Indestructible Jews, 1971, revised 1973, described by Publisher's Weekly as "an epic drama, searching and nobly conceived", appears to have had a violent and semi-demented attack of unhistory. The page extracted below is enough to make one gasp and stretch one's eyes --- it was not only Matilda who told such dreadful lies. What a compilation of hysterical, unhistorical manure. Voltaire once wrote: "There is no history, only fictions of varying degrees of plausibility." Dimont's fiction screams implausibility.


     
So much for the exquisite design and ornamentation of Celtic art.

So much for the achievements of Alfred the Great.

So much for the unrivalled literature of the Anglo-Saxons.

So much for the spread of culture from Britain to other parts of Europe during the first millenium.

"There is no history, only fictions of varying degrees of plausibility."
Voltaire, 1694-1778