Stop Divine Right of Usurers Uphold Worker's Rights
(An illustration) Once upon a time, a farmer had worked diligently to carve a thriving farm out of trackless
wilderness. The preacher, noticing this highly admired and successful farmer never came to church, paid the farmer a
visit to try and convince him to come to church. The preacher found the farmer working in his finely manicured rows
of thriving crops, so the envy of the community. After trying unsuccessfully to convince the worker to come to
church, the preacher tried his last gambit and pointing to the rows of crops, he said isn't it wonderful what
God can do? The worker pointed to an area across the creek where the impenetrable brush and briars had not been
cleared and said, preacher, you should have seen it when God had it all to himself.
(Moral) Without the worker, the human race, favored or not, would have starved and frozen to death centuries ago.
And so we will tomorrow if we fail to recognize that life and labor are the focus and fulcrum and center of the
universe through which everything is seen and understood and done.
(Workers are not proletariat). In the lexicon of the third way, the workers are those who maintain the society. The
proletariat is composed of less 'favored races' and less favored socio biological classes. These worthless bums
from the slum could not tie their own shoes let alone run the government. The old lysenkoist myth that the races and
classes are equal caused the collapse of the worker's government in Russia and will soon have the same effect in Zimbabwe
and South Africa.
(When the enemy is fire or international usery, all the workers are one.) Two hundred years ago, my ancestors fought to
free the workers from the tyranny of George III. The workers laughed when the king held up a crown and a scepter and
claimed that these pieces of stone and metal endowed him with the divine right to tax the workers for the sun that
shines and the rain that falls. Why do the workers cower today when Rothschild and Rockefeller hold up a dollar and
a ruple and claim that these pieces of paper that they inherited when they were born give them the divine right to
control the resources of the earth and the destiny of man. Why do the workers cower today when the priests and
Ayatollahs hold up a book and claim they have a divine right to rule because they have an autographed picture
of god on their desk?
For a thousand years before the pyramids, we have fought wars and built castles and paid the usury to those who
claimed the divine right of crowns and scepters and dollars and ruples and books. What about the divine right of the
workers who dared to trudge across the glaciers to find food for their children, the workers who cleared the
forests and plowed the fields and built the pyramids? I assure you workers, the only right anyone has is a
divine right to work. I promise you workers that if you stop paying tribute to the priests, kinds, and usurers,
the sun will still rise tomorrow and the rain will still fall. And when you plow a field or build a house it will
be for your children. Workers outnumber priests, kinds, and usurers 10,000 to one. When we clear our minds of
their illusions, we can vote anything we want. Tomorrow belongs to us.
