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"A Wave of Horror"—it ought to have deluged the earth long ago.

The rack-renting in Ireland and America, too, still goes on.

It's a famine all the time for multitudes all over the civilized world.

The great murderers of the earth sit on thrones and live in splendor.

The McNamaras are the smallest kind of fry.

They have gone to the pen—the big assassins still stalk about.

The amazing wonder is that the earth isn't over-run with half-crazed dynamiters.

The whole social structure is crazy, blood-thirsty and brutal.

Hate begets hate, just as love will beget love when we become decent enough to try it.

"The Queen has lands and gold, Mother;
The Queen has lands and gold,
While you are forced to your empty breast
A skeleton babe to hold."

"The foxes have holes and the birds of the air have nests, but the sons of men—millions of them—have not where to lay their heads."

"A Wave of Horror"—may it sweep over mankind until Socialism ends a monstrous system where plutocratic parasites own lands and gold and the women of the working class hold skeleton babes to empty breasts—where it is considered all right and "patriotic" to go out and murder that these parasites may revel in splendor and fools go frantic and sing of the glories of war and feel no waves of horror over the crime.

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A Wave of Horror over the mad act of James McNamara that killed 21 men?

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