We Who Hold His (wolfe Tone) Principles

The Irish Republic Must Be Made A Word To Conjure With - A Rallying Point For The Disaffected, A Haven For The Oppressed, A Point Of Departure For The Socialist, Enthusiastic In The Cause Of Human Freedom.

I Can Always Guarantee That The Irish Citizen Army Will Fight But I Cannot Guarantee That It Will Be On Time

The Irishman Frees Himself From Slavery When He Realizes The Truth That The Capitalist System Is The Most Foreign Thing In Ireland. The Irish Question Is A Social Question. The Whole Age-long Fight Of The Irish People Against Their Oppressors Resolves Itself In The Last Analysis Into A Fight For The Mastery Of The Means Of Life, The Sources Of Production, In Ireland. Who Would Own And Control The Land? The People, Or The Invaders; And If The Invaders, Which Set Of Them - The Most Recent Swarm Of Land Thieves, Or The Sons Of The Thieves Of A Former Generation?

Yes, Ruling By Fooling, Is A Great British Art With Great Irish Fools To Practice On.

Ireland, As Distinct From Her People, Is Nothing To Me; And The Man Who Is Bubbling Over With Love And Enthusiasm For "ireland," And Can Yet Pass Unmoved Through Our Streets And Witness All The Wrong And The Suffering, Shame And Degradation Wrought Upon The People Of Ireland-yea, Wrought By Irishmen Upon Irish Men And Women, Without Burning To End It, Is, In My Opinion, A Fraud And A Liar In His Heart, No Matter How He Loves That Combination Of Chemical Elements He Is Pleased To Call Ireland.