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Tuesday, March 24, 2015
Patrick Henry updated April 23, 2007
No man thinks more highly than I do of
the patriotism, as well as abilities, of the very worthy persons who have
submitted comments to this venue. However, different men often see the same
subject in different lights, and, therefore, I hope it will not be thought
disrespectful to those people if I express opinions opposite to theirs. I will
speak forth my sentiments freely and without reservation. This is no time for
legal theories and speculations. The question before us is one of an awful future
for this country. For my own part, I consider it as nothing less than a
question of freedom or slavery, and in proportion to the magnitude of the
subject ought to be the freedom of the debate. It is only in this way that we
can hope to arrive at the truth, and fulfill the great responsibility, which we
hold to God and our country. Should I keep back my opinions at such a time,
through fear of giving offense? I should consider myself as guilty of treason
towards my country, and of an act of disloyalty toward my beliefs, Nature's
Creator and myself.
Friends of freedom, listen to me, it is
natural for people to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our
eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she
transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and
arduous struggle for liberty? Are we like those who, having eyes, see not, and
having ears, hear not, the things, which concern their liberty? For my part,
whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to know the whole truth,
to know the worst, and to provide for it.
I have but one lamp by which my feet
are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging the
future but by the past. And judging by the past, I wish to know what there has
been in the conduct of the American government for the last 25 years to justify
those hopes in legal theory and practice with which people have expressed in a
multitude of articles. Is it in that insidious smile with which our petitions
for redress have been lately received and ignored? Trust it not, friends of
freedom; it will prove a snare to your feet. Do not let yourselves be betrayed
with civility. Actions speak
louder than words. Ask
yourselves how the gracious receptions of our petitions comports with those
warlike preparations, which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets of
Homeland Security minions, internal passports, internment camps and militarized
civil police armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we
shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to
win back our love? Let us not deceive ourselves, friends. These are the
implements of war and subjugation; the last arguments to which tyrants resort.
I ask you, people of America , what
means this martial array, if its purpose is not to force us to submission? Can
you assign any other possible motive for it? Have the American people any
enemy, in this quarter of the world, to call for all this accumulation of civil
armies? No, friends, she has none. However, the conduct of the American
government has created enemies. And this government has called we the people
its own enemy. These armies of those among us who side with repressive tyranny
are meant for us: they can be meant for no other. They are sent to bind and
rivet upon us those chains, which the powers behind American government have
been so long forging.
And what actions have we to oppose to
them? Shall we try argument? Seminars? Legal proceeding? Petition?
Demonstrations? Boycotts? Strikes? Friends, we have been trying that for the
last 25 years. What have we received in return? Heavy handed responses, media
pillorying and incarcerations. Have we anything new to offer upon the subject?
Nothing. We have held the subject up in every light of which it is capable; but
it has been all in vain. Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication?
What terms shall we find which have not been already exhausted?
My fellow Americans, I beseech you, let
us not deceive ourselves. Friends of freedom, we have done everything that
could be done to avert the storm, which is now coming on. We have petitioned;
we have remonstrated; we have supplicated; we have prostrated ourselves before
the whitewashed monuments of government hypocrisy, and have implored its
interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the Administration, Congress,
Courts and masked Alphabet agencies. Our petitions have been slighted; our
remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult; our supplications
have been disregarded; and we have been spurned, with contempt, from the seat
of American government!
In vain, after these things, may we
indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation? There is no longer any room
for hope. If we wish to be free--if we mean to preserve inviolate those
unalienable rights for which we have been so long contending--if we mean not to
cravenly abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and
which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of
our contest shall be obtained--we must fight! I repeat it, my fellow freedom
loving Americans, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of Liberty is
all that is left us!
Some of our more intimidated fellows
say that we are weak, unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. Only if
we attempt a fools rush headlong into their ballistics. When shall we be
stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are
totally disarmed, numbered, cataloged, and when an American guard physical or
electronic shall be stationed in every house? Shall we gather strength but
irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance
by lying on our stomachs and hugging the delusive phantom of hope between our
interlaced fingers behind our heads, until those who have hijacked our
government shall have bound us hand and foot?
My fellow freedom loving Americans, we
are not weak if we make a proper use of those forces of freedom, which the God
of nature has placed in our power. The millions of people, armed in the holy
cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are
invincible by any force, which those oligarchs of global planetationism can
send against us.
Besides, my friends we shall not fight
our battles alone. There is a just Providence who presides over the destinies
of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles with us. The
battle is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the
brave. Furthermore, my friends, we have no choice. As if we were low enough to
desire it, it is now too late to retire from this contest. There is no retreat
but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be
heard in halls of Congress, in the various state purveyors of Real I.D., in the internment
camps erected in stealth, in the terminals of our airports, in the railway
stations, in the subways of our great cities, on the once free highways, in the
banks of every town in America from sea to shining sea! The conflict is
inevitable--and let it come! I repeat it, let it come.
It is in vain, my fellow freedom loving
Americans, to extenuate the matter. People may cry, Peace, Peace--but there is
no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the
District of Columbia will bring to our ears the clash of alphabet agencies and
National Guards attacking our brethren holed up in their once peaceful homes!
Why stand we here idle? What is it that you wish? What would they have? Is life
so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and
slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but
as for me, I will
SeizeLiberty or
die trying!
~~~~~~~~~~~
OATH OF THE FREEDOM FIGHTER
Upon My Sacred Honor
I Shall Fight To The Death To Remain Free
No One Shall Govern Me
I Shall Submit To No Authority
There Is No Question In This Matter
I Shall Always Refuse To Obey
I Shall Face My Enemy Squarely
When He Attacks, I Shall Counter-Attack
When He Rests, I Shall Press The Battle
And When The Time Comes
That I Face My Final Departure
I Shall Take My Enemy With Me
For He Is A Creature Without Mercy And He Deserves None
by James Stuart Kelley
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