You ought to be out raising hell. This is the fighting age. Put on your fighting clothes.
-Mother Jones
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Saturday May 30, 1914
From The Seattle Star: Mother Jones Speaks on Christians and Savages
A MODERN HEROD,
"MOTHER" JONES CALLS ROCKEFELLER
Aged Angel of Organized Labor, En Route to Seattle,
Talks to Star Correspondent of Colorado War
By Staff Correspondent.
Mother Jones, famous labor worker,
who is coming to Seattle to tell the terrible story
of Ludlow at Memorial Day labor exercises.
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SPOKANE, May 29-Mother Jones talked with a reporter during a short stop here today, while she waited for her train to speed on toward Seattle, where she will take part in the Memorial Day labor parade and exercises.
With the horror of the Ludlow massacre of women and children by the hired gunmen of the mine owners still noticeable in its effect on her, she is hurrying coastward to tell the story of the modern butchery.
She wants the Northwest to know the awful details of that terrible day at Ludlow.
"I wish I could stop in every city and hamlet on the Coast and throughout the West and tell the story of Ludlow as I know it," said Mother Jones. "The world outside of Colorado still fails to realize the full extent of Colorado's red history."
This charming old lady of 80 comes to the Northwest fresh from her imprisonment in Colorado for participation in the miners' strike there.
She has written to John D. Rockefeller, jr., asking him to see her when she returns East, and let her tell him the grievances of his former employes.
She has dreamed a dream of acting as an unofficial mediator between Rockefeller and the strikers in Colorado.
"I'll never hear at all from the young man," she said sadly. "He hasn't even a polite excuse for an old woman. I might have known, though, that the man who would permit his gunmen to shoot down women and boil babies in oil wouldn't want to hear the miners' side."
Likens Him to Herod.
But you see I've just come from Colorado-from the strike zone.
I have a photograph of the little boy [Frankie Snyder] whose head was shot off while he was getting a drink of water for his dying mother. I haven't been able to get my mind off the horror of Ludlow.
I thought just for a minute that perhaps Rockefeller was not as bad as he has been painted. But I'll never hear from him. I know it now. Why, a mother might just as well have written to Herod to ask him why he ordered the slaughter of the innocents! THAT'S ALL ROCKEFELLER IS-ANOTHER BUT CRUELER HEROD!
"They're all alike, those capitalists." Mother Jones continued, in the deep, booming voice that shows the astonishing triumph of an ageless spirit over age.
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They're All Savages.
They're all Christians in China and savages in their own country.
The reason they all give so much money to foreign missions is because they wast to keep Christianity where it can't do any harm-where it can't interfered with BUSINESS. BUSINESS IS THEIR GOD! Thy all worship it.
I tell John D Rockefeller and all others like him that the men Christ scourged from the temple, the money-changers, were men LIKE HIM and MORGAN and CARNEGIE.
And I warn them that another scourging of the money-changers is close at hand!
[emphasis added]
SOURCE
The Seattle Star
(Seattle, Washington)
-of May 29, 1914
Photo:
-with article above
http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/...
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CHRISTIANS AT WAR by JOHN F. KENDRICK, 1916
Onward, Christian soldiers! Duty's way is plain;
Slay your Christian neighbors, or by them be slain,
Pulpiteers are spouting effervescent swill,
God above is calling you to rob and rape and kill,
All your acts are sanctified by the Lamb on high;
If you love the Holy Ghost, go murder, pray and die.
Onward, Christian soldiers! Rip and tear and smite!
Let the gentle Jesus bless your dynamite.
Splinter skulls with shrapnel, fertilize the sod;
Folks who do not speak your tongue deserve the curse of God.
Smash the doors of every home, pretty maidens seize;
Use your might and sacred right to treat them as you please.
Onward, Christian soldiers! Eat and drink your fill;
Rob with bloody fingers, Christ okays the bill,
Steal the farmers' savings, take their grain and meat;
Even though the children starve, the Savior's bums must eat,
Burn the peasants' cottages, orphans leave bereft;
In Jehovah's holy name, wreak ruin right and left.
Onward, Christian soldiers! Drench the land with
gore;
Mercy is a weakness all the gods abhor.
Bayonet the babies, jab the mothers, too;
Hoist the cross of Calvary to hallow all you do.
File your bullets' noses flat, poison every well;
God decrees your enemies must all go plumb to
hell.
Onward, Christian soldiers! Blight all that you
meet;
Trample human freedom under pious feet.
Praise the Lord whose dollar sign dupes his
favored race!
Make the foreign trash respect your bullion
brand of grace.
Trust in mock salvation, serve as tyrant's tools;
History will say of you:
"That pack of G.. d..fools."
First published in the 9th edition
(Joe Hill Memorial Edition)
of the IWW Little Red Songbook, March 1916.
http://www.folkarchive.de/...
WE NEVER FORGET
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