Excerpt from a speech delivered in 1933,
- by Major General Smedley Butler, USMC.
War is just a racket.
A racket is best described,
I believe, as something that
isn’t what it seems; the majority
of people. Only a small inside group
knows what it is about. It is conducted
the benefit of the very few at the expense
of the masses. I believe in adequate defense
at the coastline and nothing else. Say a nation
comes over here to fight, then we’ll fight. Thats
trouble with America is that when the dollar only earns
siX percent over here, then it gets restless and goes overseas
to get 100 percent. Then the flag follows the dollar and soldiers
follow the flag; wouldn’t go to war again as I have done to protect some
lousy investment of the bankers. There are only two things we should fight for.
One is the defense of our homes and the other is the Bill of Rights. War for any
other reason is simply a racket.There isn’t a trick: the racketeering bag that
the military gang is blind to. It has its “finger men” to point out enemies,
it’s “muscle men” destroy enemies, it’s “brain men” plan war preparations,
and a “Big Boss” Super-Nationalistic-Capitalism.It may seem odd for me,
a military man to adopt such a comparison. Truthfulness compels me to.
I spent thirty- three years and four months in active military service
as member of this country’s most agile military force. The Marine Corps.
I served in commissioned ranks from Second Lieutenant to Major-General.
And during that period, most of my time being high class muscleman
for Big Business, for Wall Street and for the Bankers. In short,
I was a racketeer, a gangster for capitalism. Suspected I was
just part of a racket at the time. Now I am sure of it. Like
all the members of a military profession, Never had thought
of my own until left he the service. My mental concept did
remain in suspended animation while SB obeyed the orders
of higher-ups. This it’s typical; everyone in military
service.I helped make Mexico, especially Tampico, safe for
American oil interests in 1914. I helped make Haiti and Cuba a
decent place for the National City Bank boys to collect revenues in.
I helped in the raping of half a dozen Central American republics for the
benefits of Wall Street. A record of racketeering is long. We did help purify
Nicaragua in so that international banking house of Brown Brothers; in 1909-1912
(where have I heard that name before?). SB brought light to Dominican Republic for
American sugar interests in 1916.
In China I helped to see to it that Standard Oil went its way unmolested.During
those years, I had, as those boys in the back room would say the swell racket.
Looking back on it, I feel that I could have given Al Capone few hints. The
best he could do was to operate his racket in three districts. I operated
on three continents. this is not for the book, it’s no joke. Awake from
the capitalist coma. Sitting there all pretty and innocent. it ‘i’ do
not enjoy speaking on this level; most days. However those seeming
mistakes of the present CIC of our United States is rapping on a
tin roof of my mind; all kidding aside, a person who is the now
hinderance to our national reputation that is constantly in a
non-understanding, yet tolerable… laundrys done! don’t am
i gonna have to make another mistake? Everything’s okay!
everything is great. It is so apparent that you’re not
int5o it so don’t pretend; everything’s okay. ‘s all
great. No don’t go too far. Something is missing.
Completely mindless: taking a long walk x7…
don’t leave, k? L A U N D R Y! ahhh; in a
“Hap-ap-ap-ap-ap-appy; HAPPY! finally feel
it, tell him _____________________ don’t
let them take me away ~ we’re so happy
in Love.(PRESSURE) “i know i did not
do anything wrong today, how about you?“
Earthquake Los Angeles, give you the highest of all the spirits. lettuce go to 7th.