War Is A Racket. It Is The

The Normal Profits Of A Business Concern In The United States Are Six, Eight, Ten, And Sometimes Twelve Percent. But War-time Profits - Ah! That Is Another Matter - Twenty, Sixty, One Hundred, Three Hundred, And Even Eighteen Hundred Per Cent - The Sky Is The Limit.

A Few Profit - And The Many Pay. But There Is A Way To Stop It. You Can't End It By Disarmament Conferences. You Can't Eliminate It By Peace Parleys At Geneva. Well-meaning But Impractical Groups Can't Wipe It Out By Resolutions. It Can Be Smashed Effectively Only By Taking The Profit Out Of War.

Only Those Who Would Be Called Upon To Risk Their Lives For Their Country Should Have The Privilege Of Voting To Determine Whether The Nation Should Go To War.

I Helped In The Raping Of Half A Dozen Central American Republics For The Benefit Of Wall Street. The Record Of Racketeering Is Long... Looking Back On It, I Feel I Might Have Given Al Capone A Few Hints. The Best He Could Do Was To Operate His Racket In Three City Districts. We Marines Operated On Three Continents.

I Served In All Commissioned Ranks From Second Lieutenant To Major-general. And During That Period, I Spent Most Of My Time Being A High Class Muscle-man For Big Business, For Wall Street And For The Bankers. In Short, I Was A Racketeer, A Gangster For Capitalism.