Below we present the report of our Dun Laoighaire branch on their expedition to ignite revolution in the broad masses. Our DL branch decided to travel to one of the main working class areas of Dublin to report on the working class and to spread word on the revolution.
08.10 a.m. Gathering of revolutionaries at Bus stop outside Shopping Centre.Weather fair to middling : the capitalist enclave of Howth clearly visible across the bay.
08.36 Board bus in good spirits. Chomrade O Beochain kindly pays for revolutionaries. Bus driver most welcoming, recognizing fellow warriors in the class struggle. We greet driver with warm affection; driver responds by shaking his head in disbelief at the warmth of our greeting.
08.40 Seated in the upstairs of the bus, we observe the passing sights of Dun Laoighaire through the mild rain. We see the oppressed masses huddling in doorways while members of the boss class parade around in umbrellas
09.00 Passing through Ballsbridge, we lead the masses in rousing revolutionary songs such as :
TO THE BARRICADES
Black storms shake the sky
Black clouds blind us
Although death and pain await us
Against the enemy we must go
The most precious good
is freedom
And we have to defend it
With courage and faith
Raise the revolutionary flag
Moving us forward with unstoppable triumph
Working people march onwards to the battle
We have to smash the reaction
To the Barricades
To the Barricades
For the triumph
of the Confederation
Sons of the people
Son of the people, chains oppress you
And this injustice cannot continue.
If your existence is a world of grief
Death is better than being a slave
Those profoundly selfish bourgeoisie,
Who thus tear apart humanity, will be
Swept away by the anarchists
At the strong cry of liberty!
Oh, red banner
No more suffering!
The exploitation
Has to surrender.
Raise yourself up, loyal people,
At the cry of the social revolution.
Vindication,
There is nothing to lose.
Only the union
Will be able to demand it.
Our shield
You will not break.
Clumsy Bourgeoisie!
Get back! Get back!
The working class hearts that beat
For our cause, will be joyful;
If enthusiastic and united they fight
For the victory, our palms will obtain it.
The proletariats have to treat
The bourgeoisie with pride,
And combat as well as remember
Their wicked stupidity.
Oh! Red banner . . .
We were interrupted at various points by well wishing broad masses whose faces filled with laughter as we sang and some made different gestures of solidarity with our revolutionary aims.
10.01 We change buses in the city centre and head towards Darndale. We asked the driver to tell us when we got to the working class areas. In solidarity with the oppressed proletariat, he looked at us and shook his head.
Chomraidi, what a shock to see how the working class are being oppressed. When we alighted in Darndale the first thing we noticed was that there were very few people on the streets. We were unsure as to why this was but a local told us that most of the grown men were in the hands of the parasitic classes, and were being exploited as we spoke. We immediately organized a spontaneous rally and the broad masses gathered around usas they walked by.
We exhorted them to rise up against their oppressors and to remove the boots of the treacherous splittists from their brow. Alas, they did not seem to respond as they are so downtrodden and oppressed that they did not recognize in us a kindred spirit.
Quite suddenly, we were under attack from an organized group of youths who threw stones at us and hurled all manner of vile abuse. I lead the retreat from the back as we made our getaway under a hail of missiles.
10.15 We gladly jumped on a bus and made our way safely back towards the city centre. The conversation was excited as we felt that perhaps the first action of the final revolution had begun. As we ate our sandwiches on the bus, we realized that capitalist bullyboys had been alerted to our presence, and had been dispatched to drive us out of the area.
Chomráidí – we only now realize how deeply controlled the proletariat is by the bully boys. As we made our way back to Dun Laoighaire we made a vow that we would not return to Darndale until the curse of capitalism had been removed through the wizardry of the workers revolution.
Go néirí na h-oibrí leat
08.10 a.m. Gathering of revolutionaries at Bus stop outside Shopping Centre.Weather fair to middling : the capitalist enclave of Howth clearly visible across the bay.
08.36 Board bus in good spirits. Chomrade O Beochain kindly pays for revolutionaries. Bus driver most welcoming, recognizing fellow warriors in the class struggle. We greet driver with warm affection; driver responds by shaking his head in disbelief at the warmth of our greeting.
08.40 Seated in the upstairs of the bus, we observe the passing sights of Dun Laoighaire through the mild rain. We see the oppressed masses huddling in doorways while members of the boss class parade around in umbrellas
09.00 Passing through Ballsbridge, we lead the masses in rousing revolutionary songs such as :
TO THE BARRICADES
Black storms shake the sky
Black clouds blind us
Although death and pain await us
Against the enemy we must go
The most precious good
is freedom
And we have to defend it
With courage and faith
Raise the revolutionary flag
Moving us forward with unstoppable triumph
Working people march onwards to the battle
We have to smash the reaction
To the Barricades
To the Barricades
For the triumph
of the Confederation
Sons of the people
Son of the people, chains oppress you
And this injustice cannot continue.
If your existence is a world of grief
Death is better than being a slave
Those profoundly selfish bourgeoisie,
Who thus tear apart humanity, will be
Swept away by the anarchists
At the strong cry of liberty!
Oh, red banner
No more suffering!
The exploitation
Has to surrender.
Raise yourself up, loyal people,
At the cry of the social revolution.
Vindication,
There is nothing to lose.
Only the union
Will be able to demand it.
Our shield
You will not break.
Clumsy Bourgeoisie!
Get back! Get back!
The working class hearts that beat
For our cause, will be joyful;
If enthusiastic and united they fight
For the victory, our palms will obtain it.
The proletariats have to treat
The bourgeoisie with pride,
And combat as well as remember
Their wicked stupidity.
Oh! Red banner . . .
We were interrupted at various points by well wishing broad masses whose faces filled with laughter as we sang and some made different gestures of solidarity with our revolutionary aims.
10.01 We change buses in the city centre and head towards Darndale. We asked the driver to tell us when we got to the working class areas. In solidarity with the oppressed proletariat, he looked at us and shook his head.
Chomraidi, what a shock to see how the working class are being oppressed. When we alighted in Darndale the first thing we noticed was that there were very few people on the streets. We were unsure as to why this was but a local told us that most of the grown men were in the hands of the parasitic classes, and were being exploited as we spoke. We immediately organized a spontaneous rally and the broad masses gathered around usas they walked by.
We exhorted them to rise up against their oppressors and to remove the boots of the treacherous splittists from their brow. Alas, they did not seem to respond as they are so downtrodden and oppressed that they did not recognize in us a kindred spirit.
Quite suddenly, we were under attack from an organized group of youths who threw stones at us and hurled all manner of vile abuse. I lead the retreat from the back as we made our getaway under a hail of missiles.
10.15 We gladly jumped on a bus and made our way safely back towards the city centre. The conversation was excited as we felt that perhaps the first action of the final revolution had begun. As we ate our sandwiches on the bus, we realized that capitalist bullyboys had been alerted to our presence, and had been dispatched to drive us out of the area.
Chomráidí – we only now realize how deeply controlled the proletariat is by the bully boys. As we made our way back to Dun Laoighaire we made a vow that we would not return to Darndale until the curse of capitalism had been removed through the wizardry of the workers revolution.
Go néirí na h-oibrí leat
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