A human being, distinguished moreover
as the Chief Executive of this nation, lies bleeding in Buffalo
from homicidal wounds inflicted upon him, and with his life trembling
in the scales. Does his pitiful plight evoke compassion from the
Capitalist Class of the land? Does his dire condition, perchance,
as much as chasten the habitual ribald-ruffianism of the capitalist
press? Or does it, if but for a moment, turn the minds of both that
class and its mouth-piece from its everyday dishonorable pursuits?
Just the reverse: the one and the other are exploiting murder.
Straddling the cruelly wounded, blood-stained
body of President McKinley, the obscene capitalist press, acting
for the obscene Capitalist Class, puts its obscene trumpet to its
obscene mouth, and brays its obscene language into the air: Every
capitalist, whose mill is a death trap to his employees; every expansionist
capitalist, whose hands are red with the blood of innocent men,
slaughtered because they prefer death to slavery; the whole rabble-rout
that clung to Depew, when he cracked ghastly jokes at the corpses
of seven employees burnt to death by the Company’s negligence in
the New York Central Railroad Tunnel; every capitalist whose miners
are periodically blown up into tatters by mine explosions; every
capitalist whose fraudulent failures and fraudulent fires bring
devastation into the homes of the people; every capitalist whose
adulterated food saps the life of the masses;—the whole cormorant
crew sees in the misfortune that befell the President only their
chance to exploit murder. The howl they are raising against Socialism
and Socialists, the news they are forging on the subject, is the
means to their contemplated end.
The thief, detected, will cry “Stop
thief!” But his purpose is to escape: the cry is not intended to
afford him a longer lease for his thieving practises, least of all
to afford him a freer hand. With the anti-Socialist howl, now set
up by the capitalist press, it is otherwise. The cry is meant to
give the thrice-convicted Capitalist Class increased opportunities,
increased freedom, increased facilities to ply its nefarious practices.
It is meant to raise a dust under which this gentry may continue
their criminal practices with impunity. It is meant to rid the Capitalist
Class of its dreaded foe, the Socialist Labor Party. In short, it
is an a[t]tempt to exploit crime in the interest of crime.
Nor does the stupidity of the idea
extenuate the act. On the contrary. The idea that, in this 20th
Century, the Cause of Human Redemption from the criminal yoke of
Capitalism could be stayed by an increase of capitalist crime and
cruelty, can have for its effect only the hastening of its downfall.
“Speed the day!” is the cry of the