I write as a youth burdened with regimented life in a country we call free but we know is not a nation.
Such a time is near at hand again. Such time they will do some “miracles” like making life simply livable was a big deal. When they shall lose their ropes and allow us breathe, when we shall be allowed to eat and call them Messiah, when they shall lie to us and make us chose against our conscience. The fate of unborn millions will now depend, under God, on the Courage and Conduct of us and like an army we should arise to save what is left of a non existent future.
We should not obey because we should consider their attempt as unlawful AMD unfair on us. Or, when shall we be the leader they have called us for years when they Won’t Leave the scene?
an immoral violations of the natural rights of the people. Such orders to have them lead us yet on would be acts of war against us by their own government, and thus acts of treason. We will not make war against our own people. We will not commit treason. We will defend the Republic and perhaps we shall have a nation.
We will NOT obey any order to disarm the people for their arm which rest in their thumbs and their conscience, we shall stand up for the truth.
We are marching in a compact group along a precipitous and difficult path, firmly holding each other by the hand. We are surrounded on all sides by enemies, and we have to advance almost constantly under their fire. We have combined, by a freely adopted decision, for the purpose of fighting the enemy, and not of retreating into the neighbouring marsh, the inhabitants of which, from the very outset, have reproached us with having separated ourselves into an exclusive group and with having chosen the path of struggle instead of the path of conciliation. And now some among us begin to cry out: Let us go into the marsh! And when we begin to shame them, they retort: What backward people you are! Are you not ashamed to deny us the liberty to invite you to take a better road! Oh, yes, gentlemen! You are free not only to invite us, but to go yourselves wherever you will, even into the marsh. In fact, we think that the marsh is your proper place, and we are prepared to render you every assistance to get there. Only let go of our hands, don’t clutch at us and don’t besmirch the grand word freedom, for we too are “free” to go where we please, free to fight not only against the marsh, but also against those who are turning towards the marsh.
In a country ruled by an autocracy, with a completely enslaved press, in a period of desperate political reaction in which even the tiniest outgrowth of political discontent and protest is persecuted, the theory of revolutionary Marxism suddenly forced its way into the censored literature before the government realised what had happened and the unwieldy army of censors and gendarmes discovered the new enemy and flung itself upon him.
This fear of criticism displayed by the advocates of freedom of criticism cannot be attributed solely to craftiness. No, the majority of the Economists look with sincere resentment upon all theoretical controversies, factional disagreements, broad political questions, plans for organising revolutionaries, etc.
History has now confronted us with an immediate task which is the most revolutionary of all the immediate tasks confronting the proletariat of any country. The fulfilment of this task, the destruction of the most powerful.
Yes we shall do all these. Yes we shall not obey the orders.
But who are we?
We do not even exist.
A army of youth with conscience and resolve.