In A Society Dominated By The Fact

Fascism Is Capitalism Plus Murder.

There Are A Score Of Great Religions In The World, Each With Scores Or Hundreds Of Sects, Each With Its Priestly Orders, Its Complicated Creed And Ritual, Its Heavens And Hells. Each Has Its Thousands Or Millions Or Hundreds Of Millions Of True Believers Each Damns All The Others With More Or Less Heartiness - And Each Is A Mighty Fortress Of Graft.

Into This Wild-beast Tangle These Men Had Been Born Without Their Consent, They Had Taken Part In It Because They Could Not Help It; That They Were In Jail Was No Disgrace To Them, For The Game Had Never Been Fair, The Dice Were Loaded. They Were Swindlers And Thieves Of Pennies And Dimes, And They Had Been Trapped And Put Out Of The Way By The Swindlers And Thieves Of Millions Of Dollars.

The Old Wanderlust Had Gotten Into His Blood, The Joy Of The Unbound Life, The Joy Of Seeking, Of Hoping Without Limit.

I Don't Know Whether Anyone Will Care To Examine My Heart, But If They Do, They Will Find Two Words There- 'social Justice.' For That Is What I Have Believed In And Fought For.