This is a complete one-of-a-kind book that earns a read for a single-minded commitment to the author's bizarre theories. Most of these ideas are pseudo-scientific at best, actively harmful at worst, and totally idiosyncratic.
The central claim is that human consciousness emerged from a cult of cannibalistic brain-eating that spread across the continents, triggering the different primate species it reached to transform into humans, because as we all know eating brains makes you smarter, more virile, and causes you to lose all your body hair and gain a bipedal spinal posture. Over 40,000 years the brain eaters of the world unite and take over, before evolving a sense of shame and cutting it out. However rather than a positive thing this was a disaster. Maerth is a pessimist about human civilization and our concept of our own 'intelligence', which he asserts is merely the myopic feedback loop of hypertrophied neural networks which we mistake for an objective perception of reality. He runs down a basic overview of human cruelties throughout history, the ecological and social ramifications of industrialization, and says we need to return to monke, reject brain-eating. Like Freud, Maerth believes that ancient events have left evolutionary traces of trauma in the human condition, accept instead of oedipal struggles this was the growing awareness of how wrong the brain-eating cult was, how cursed the "gifts" it had given humans were, and the subsequent awareness, necessarily repressed, that humans are deformed and doomed creatures because of it. I always enjoy alternative grand narratives of human history like this, even though they rarely convince, like Velikovsky's planetary collision theory and Girards scapegoat theory. This is only the tip of the iceberg, Maerth has things to say about a variety of loosely-relevant topics like veganism, parapsychology, drowned continents, psychic powers and even ancient aliens at one point.
Maerths assertion that different 'races' were the result of different primate species undergoing humanization events in different times and places as the brain-eater cult spread may seem like a relic of Victorian 'race science' but it's worth noting that the polygel theory of human evolution was still a lingering presence in institutional anthropology when Maerth was writing in the early 1970s. Carleton Coon was still being taught in universities, even if his 'Origin of Races' (1962) was mostly recognized as patent pseudoscientific racism. His students to a lesser extent helped to keep alive the tradition of polygel race theory well into the 20th century.
Maerth assumes that the transition from miscellaneous primate to human was a linear process that occurred at different times, leaving some races stranded at "lower stages." And women, being excluded from the brain-eating cult, are also naturally less intelligent.
"Likewise, a woman is a fully valid human being as long as she remains as a woman in her family and does not want to operate as a ship's captain, a mechanical engineer or even a philosopher."
(p.68).
As a kind of backhanded compliment/apology, Maerth suggests that women are more in touch with the extra-sensory powers of animals "simple natural truths" and fill a vital role in restraining man's delusional cannibalized intelligence.
After all, "no group of apes was ever led by a female." (69).
I guess Maerth never met a Bonobo matriarch.
Patently unscientific propositions like this are presented as common-sense truths throughout the book. For instance, how long would it take women to develop the level of intelligence achieved by man through brain eating? Exactly 100,000 years of brain-eating would be required, Maerth states confidently, as the daughter can only inherit cannibalized hereditary knowledge from her mother, just as the son can only gain his from the father. Again, no sources for this "fact", which Maerth presents as a fundamental biological truth. The crux of Maerths entire argument about the intelligence-granting powers of eating brains is glossed over in exactly this way;
"When an animal eats the fresh brain of its own kind its sexual impulses increase. It will lead a more active sex-life and experience more sensations of pleasure. There is no need to be clever or to subscribe to any belief or superstition to realize this." (44).
"[T]hey discovered also that eating brain caused the intelligence to grow permanently and that this lasting effect then became hereditary." (45).
There never comes a point where Maerth provides evidence, citations, or any other sort of research review. He only says that once one has eaten the fresh brain of their own kind they will need no further evidence for his claims. Throughout he implies that he has eaten fresh human brains and gained much of his insight this way and more or less suggests the only way to falsify his claims is to follow his lead and eat a brain. He also prescribes trepanation at one point. You see, the brain's neural structure is the result of the rapid intelligence increase prompted by brain-eating. As this structure became more and more convoluted and the brain more and more bloated with forbidden knowledge it became pressurized inside the confines of the skull. So Maerth recommends punching a few holes in it from time to time to relieve the pressure and get a bit of nice fresh air on your brain. I have to hand it to Maerth, despite his deeply toxic views, his balls-out confidence in his own philosophy never falters, and following his bizarre train of thought is an exhilarating roller coaster ride.
And again I must note that although trepanation, like polygenism, was at best a fringe area by the 70s it had never fully vanished from popular consciousness and Maerth was not the only one around suggesting it. For a thorough overview of the different trepanation enthusiasts active at the time check out the 'Heartbeat in the Brain' essay in Feral Press' 'Apocalypse Culture', 2nd ed. If it needs saying, from what I've read the few eccentrics who did actually undergo trepanation in the 60s and 70s all say the effects were pretty underwhelming so please seek professional medical advice before trying it yourself.
Another way of looking at the book is to consider it a work in the canon of cosmic pessimism. Another reviewer called this "one of the most misanthropic books ever written" and I fully agree. Though I don't buy a word of it Maerths all-encompassing vision of a species deformed and slowly imploding thanks to the ancient sin of cannibalistic ritual is delivered in total earnest and conveys a dread of the insouciant forces of reality, evolution, and deep geological timespans, of civilization as geological ephemera of no major importance. Is Maerths undisguised misogyny and racism all that dissimilar to canonical authors in the cosmic pessimist library like Schopenhauer (who also believed in polygel race theory, and who wrote the infamous "On Women" screed), Nietzsche, and Cioran? If modern progressive thinkers can recuperate the useful ideas of these authors, why not Maerth? The problem is Maerth refuses to meet reality halfway. While he suggests a vegetarian diet, meditation, social isolation (and, uh, trepanning) as healthy lifestyle choices, and while he asserts some ole fashioned hierarchical gender roles and racist progressivism, his thesis is mostly self-contained and because Maerth doesn't use citations or link the work to any outside data it is hard to find a middle ground between Maerths ideas and any social prescription outside of blatant eugenics.
So who was Oscar Kiss Maerth anyway? He is a very mysterious and poorly known figure for a bestselling weirdo. Despite claiming to be Hungarian-born, (some sources say Romanian) British-raised and having lived with cannibals in PNG, Australia, and South America, esthetics in South East Asia, and Buddhist monks in Hong Kong and Tibet among other exotic locales it seems likely he fled Germany in WW2 and moved throughout Europe where he raised six children with his wife, settling in Italy. Rumors that he was a Nazi are rife but cannot be substantiated by anything except his own promotion of eugenics and human hierarchies in this book. In a short article for Sunday magazine by Steve Braunias many years ago, Braunias attempted to find out more about Maerth but could substantiate little outside of his last being seen in Lake Como, Italy (although others say he ended up in California). A lot of websites claim he died in 1990 but where this comes from I don't know. I could find no online death records or any print references to this. There is one filmed interview within Maerth available to watch on YouTube, part of a German documentary which sadly has no English translation. If you know anything more about the author please message me I'm fascinated to know more about him and his life.
Overall I thoroughly recommend this book purely as a singular oddity. The racist and sexist ideas are so nonsensical as to be parodic and I doubt anyone would take them seriously, however, note that these gross viewpoints are present.