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Editor's note: Apologies for my recent absence from the public press. I have been re-examining "The Prison Notebooks of Phoenix Quinn" for material not previously published or unknown outside of a small circle of friends.

This piece seemed interesting enough to publish. I've added some pictures to help those with internet-induced-deliteratization-attention-deficit-syndrome (II-DADS) cope with all the words.

It is unclear exactly what was the original context. It is written out in a singular hand not found elsewhere in the Notebooks. And signed by: "Tyrannion the grammarian", also unique to this entry. "Tryannion" (no such character is found in the SFP records) added the following postscript:

PQ delivered this speech soon after we returned from secret sojourn together to e-France to meditate at the Mur des Fédérés. Upon arriving at the Socialist Freedom Party's secret training facility atop Bear Mountain, southeast of Dupree, with a fine view of Lake Oahe, in South Dakota, Quinn assembled members of the "Socialist Rifle Association" and other "hardcore" SFP units and delivered this somewhat rambling but impassioned "apology". -- RFW





Citizens! Comrades! I address you today, notwithstanding whatever certain chicken-dicked miscreants may say, and not in the interest of some particular individuals nor in my own interest; but, firstly, for the public cause which is the sole object of my protestations.


To put it simply: Beware of thinking that the destinies of the people, of the players, are ever really attached to those of a few individuals. Heed and beware the clash of opinions, and the storms of political discussions. These are the birth pangs of a New Liberty, but there is no new birth without some screaming and pushing and deep breathing.



Pusillanimity born from the shame of our old morals is the pitfall of the public mind and the safeguard of future crimes.

Let us rise, once and for all, to the height of ancient souls.

Let us think that courage and truth alone can complete the great revolution that we so need.








You will not see me abuse the advantages which have provided me and will provide my future incarnations with the manners for which I have occasionally been attacked, and at other times praised. If I speak with energy, it is only to contribute more powerfully to true peace and for the type of union which is truly suitable for those who would befriend the players of this e-country.

It was not I who provoked the scenes that took place a while back in the Socialist Freedom Party and in these dis-United e-States.

The revolting libels, of which certain chicken-flavored dick-weed miscreant numpties have been the main authors, are spread especially by those who are the adversaries of this nation. In the so-called (so-called becomes it lacks congress) Congress, calumnies are flung as well, to the embarassment of all those who fear Zuul.

Yes, sisters and brothers, without attacking by name, I do find it my duty to draw the attention of the Nation to the maneuvers which, in recent times, have been used to disfigure, dismember and paralyze it.







Some truths are important for the public safety. And yet when these truths are exposed, then the most absurd and atrocious calumnies get flung aboot, both in voluminous speeches from specious war rooms, and in the tiny tinkings of tendencious comments.

Praesertim, we are assured that we must not be afraid of seeing too great authority in the hands of the patricians. Too long to read dissertations have emerged on how critique of authority is the only calamity which threatened the nation. We are assured that patriotism reigns everywhere, and especially in the places which hitherto have been the center of all intrigues and conspiracies.

Then when it all goes from pudding to poop, denunciations of high crimes, in general, are politely praised. But... we are remanded... the sacred weapon of revolution must yet remain idle for the reason that, oh, now we are at war with external enemies.


A conspiracy of silence ensues.











One is reproached for shouting against the current conditions.

Yet the age-old appeals to exploit all the means for preventing occupation and civil war, for the sake of liberty and solidarity, are ignored.

Instead the most pompous panegyrics are proclaimed, painting hideous portraits of citizens who have not followed the patrician standards. All critics and denunciators are exaggerated as factious agitators of the people. Through vaguely eternal declamations, often tinged with the same provo-"realism" for which they are so often critiqued, the social-revolutionaries and social-ecologists are imputed with both the most extravagant ambition and the most profound perversity.

And let's not forget the cumsplat assembly of under-the-bridgelings, that mucky heap of those-who-troll, whom we have never attacked in any way, who use these conditions to egg on the fascisti in a dismal discource dictated, in reality, by the same counter-revolutionary spirit.







Such times. Such times. It is to shake one's damn head.

Let's examining how this glomming of goop onto the revolutionary motor works.

Venite sumamus exemplum...

Following on from a great day of Freedom, say, when bogus old denunciations get washed away in a great rain of justice, rather than rejoicing, certain miscreant mobsters, after joining in the chorus and even helping to do a few jailbreaks, will then immediately decline to harness the energy of the redeemed insurgents, to synergize the social ecology of the moment, to charge the event with an historical dialectic, but instead will jump right into promotions of false judgements aimed at jumbling the juncture into splinters of meme-time, winking out against the dull recriminations of their hand-picked panel of judges.








Of course I have not had any sort of share, directly or indirectly, in the denunciations and recriminations of such men.

I merely testify to the evidence of them: themselves.

I attest to all those who know me. And I swear by my two dogs, by the blackbirds in my yard, by my true party, by my e-class, and by my country and most of all by my liberty, that my opinion of all that concerns this object is independent, isolated, tan sólo solo. My cause and my principles have never held or held to those of anyone.

Such is the blessing and curse of those who play the game as either philosophes or as pure mathematicians.

But at this critical historical moment it is justice herself, the sacred principles of public and individual liberty, which have compelled me to make these slight observations on the procedures of the chicken-bunds and their oinky hog-wards, before speaking more deeply on what concerns me personally.













Before having even explained the true object of my grievances, before naming any names, it is I who am accused by adversaries, slandered by certain poltroon varlet parties leagued against me and mine.

Yet I do not complain. I do not go against my accusers. I like that I am accused by them. I look upon the freedom of denouncing assholes, at all times, as the safeguard of the people, as the sacred right of every citizen. Here and now, atop this sacred mountain, I make a solemn pledge to never bring my complaints to any other tribunal than to that of public opinion.


In the times we are in, such attacks are less directed against people like me than against the cause and the principles we defend.

The poultry kind of accuser prattles that such as I sacrifice the public thing to my own pride, that I never cease praising my own services, though they know that I never speak of myself until forced to repel slander and defend basic principles.

Well.



Piffle.


Never did anyone accuse me of having practiced a cowardly profession (like, say, banking) or of having stigmatized my name by shameful connections and scandalous actions (other than insurrection against dicktatorship, which was justified).

But I was constantly undercut for defending with too much heat and passion the cause of the weak and oppressed against powerful oppressors. I was rightly made suspect for having violated the respect due to the tyrannical tribunals of the old regime, of having forced them to be just -- out of modesty, if nothing else. Accused. Accused of having sacrificed the pride of the bourgeois aristocracy. Of having insulted the noble and ecclesiastical elite by exposing them to the outraged innocence of the merely municipal mob.








I have, from the first dawn of e-revolutionary impulse, as my compatriots here would hasten to remind, rejected the principles of sovereignty of which the various tribunals and reform committees opposed only the forms.

At the time of the first cross-party assemblies, the Jedi Councils and so forth, the revolutionary freedom-socialists determined them to exercise the rights of the sovereign few.

We called for them to be presided over by the citizens freely and not despots.


Elswhere nobles have been thanked for their pretended renunciation of pecuniary privileges.

I have urged the revolutionaries to recognize that no one has the right to donate to the people that which already belongs to them. The face of rage I see on all powers who engage in profligate and illegal acts, on those who threaten to snatch up such dangerous agitators of the people, is its own reward.

The specatacle of such philistine assemblies awoke in my heaert a sublime and tender sentiment which binds me forever to the cause of the people by bonds much stronger than all the cold formulas of oaths invented by the "laws" of various fora.




Men never really love anything except those who love them.

The people alone are good, just, magnanimous.

Corruption and tyranny are the exclusive prerogative of all who despise liberty.





I have not done all the e-good that I desired. I have not even done all the e-good that I could.










Certain ambitious courtiers are cunning in the art of deceiving. Hidden under the mask of patriotism, they wield aristocratic phalanges to stifle voices such as mine.

I would blush to sacrifice sacred principles to the frivolous honor of attaching my name to a great number of laws. Not being able -- or capable -- of adopting or promulgating "lawful" decrees favorable to liberty, I have at least worked a bit to repulse some of the more disastrous, or barring that, minimally forced tyranny to go through a long circuit to approach the fatal goal to which it tends.


I prefer to excite honorable murmurs than to obtain shameful applause.

I regard it as a success to sound the voice of truth.

My aim is to awaken the nation and all e-humanity.

I want to constantly awaken in the hearts of the e-citizens this feeling of the dignity of all players and those eternal principles which defend the rights of people-as-players against the errors and against the caprices of aristo legislators, fascistic mafiosi and cretins generally.






When we reproach others for running places with baseness, we cannot be blamed for our eagerness to flee or leave them.

In the stormy crisis which must decide the liberty of the e-USA, of eRepublik and of the Universe, I know the most sacred duty is to plead the cause of humanity and liberty, as a person and as a citizen, to the great tribunal of the universe and of posterity.

I prefer the most useful and the most perilous road. No power can detach me from this great cause of the nations I defend.

It is time to desert the entrenchments and climb the breach.

All plots against public saftey must be exposed.

If I am to lose my head, I devote it to the revolutionary e-municipality, to the true Communards! I simply use the rights which belong to every citizen, and whose exercise is left to their conscience.

If this is a crime, I wish the public opinion never to have more dangerous to punish.







This is my apology: To say that, without a doubt, I only want to give you proof of moderation. I offer peace, on simple conditions that true friends of the country can accept. On these conditions, I will then forgive the calumnies against the revolutionaries. I will forgive the attempts to inspire sinister prejudices against me and my comrades to those members of society form whom I have always shown the greatest respect and esteem.

My simple and fair and moderate conditions are:


* To never compromise on the prinicples of justice and rights of all humanity.

* To recognize only one rule of conduct: the Universal Declaration of Human Rights and the Constitution of the Socialist Freedom Party.

* To recognize that it is only on the ruin of bourgeois, aristocratic and corrupt factions, that public prosperity and true national sovereignty must rise.




In the labyrinth of intrigues, perfidies and conspiracies, I seek the road that ends them. This is the only thread that can guide the steps of devoted friends of reason and freedom.

It is only after annihilating those leagued against equality, only after toppling the corrupt chiefs who, having witnessed the waves of new world revolution, have applied themselves only to stopping the progress of socialist freedom.


Join us in this great task.

Reveal, as Congressfolk, as writers, as soliders and workers, as functionaries, the rotten core.

And eliminate it.










Hurry on, my friends, to enlighten that part of the nation that has been abused and deceived.

Play the character of a true representative, of a genuine tribune of the people.

Do not spare the corrupt. Strike off all the heads of the great conspirators. Expose their crimes.


Defend individual liberty.

Defend social solidarity.

Protect the most vulnerable citizens.


Furthermore... be aware of the hyperbole of philosophers....




Do not persecute the corrupt patricians yourself.

Do not even slander them.

Abandon any pretense of being their priest.



Aim higher. Aim to have the entire staff reformed.

A genuine patriotism shows a decided character of good citizenship and energy.

It is time to take the necessary measures to make war useful for liberty.


We are awakening.



Let's end the occupation of our minds by fully fulfilling our duties as friends of the country and its player-people.