If You Strike At, Imprison,

Yes, Friends, Governments In Capitalist Society Are But Committees Of The Rich To Manage The Affairs Of The Capitalist Class.

All These Mountains Of Irish Dead, All These Corpses Mangled Beyond Recognition, All These Arms, Legs, Eyes, Ears, Fingers, Toes, Hands, All These Shivering Putrefying Bodies And Portions Of Bodies Once Warm Living And Tender Parts Of Irish Men And Youths - All These Horrors In Flanders Or The Gallipoli Peninsula, Are All Items In The Price Ireland Pays For Being Part Of The British Empire.

The Worker Is The Slave Of Capitalist Society, The Female Worker Is The Slave Of That Slave.

We, At Least, Are Not Loyal Men: We Confess To Having More Respect And Honour For The Raggedest Child Of The Poorest Labourer In Ireland Today Than For Any, Even The Most Virtuous, Descendant Of The Long Array Of Murderers, Adulterers And Madmen Who Have Sat Upon The Throne Of England.

The British Government Has No Right In Ireland, Never Had Any Right In Ireland, And Never Can Have Any Right In Ireland.