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| Patty Hearst: Mom, Dad. I've been hearing reports about the food program. So far it sounds like you and your advisors have managed to turn it into a real disaster. You said that it was out of your hands, what you should have said was that you wash your hands of it. It sounds like most of the food is low quality. No one received any beef or lamb. Anyway, it certainly didn't sound like the kind of food our family is used to eating. |
| Patty
Hearst: Mom, Dad.
Tell the
poor and oppressed people of this nation what the corporate state is
about to
do. Warn Black and poor people that they are about to be murdered down
to the
last man, woman and child. Tell the people that the energy crisis is
nothing
more than a means to get public approval for a massive program to build
nuclear
power plants all over the nation. Tell the people that the entire
corporate
state is, with the aid of this massive power supply, about to totally
automate
the entire industrial state to the point that in the next five years,
all that
will be needed is a small class of button pushers. Tell the people,
Dad, that
the removal of expendable excess, the removal of unneeded people, has
already
started. I have been given the choice of one: being released in a safe
area, or
two: joining the forces of the Symbionese Liberation Army and fighting
for my
freedom and the freedom of all oppressed people. I have chosen to stay
and
fight. I have been given the name Tania after a comrade who fought
alongside
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| Patty Hearst: Greetings
to the
people. This is Tania. I want to talk about the way I knew our six
murdered
comrades because the fascist pig media have of course been painting a
typically
distorted picture of these beautiful sisters and brothers. Cinque was
in a race
with time believing that every minute must be another step forward in
the fight
to save the children. Gelina was beautiful. She taught me how to fight
the
enemy within through her constant struggle with bourgeois conditioning.
Gabi
crouched low with her ass to the ground. She practiced until her
shotgun was an
extension of her right and left arms. Zoya, female guerrilla. Perfect
love and
perfect hate reflected in stone cold eyes. Fahizah taught me to shoot
first and
make sure the pig is dead before splitting. She was wise and bad. Cujo
was the
gentlest most beautiful man I've ever known. He taught me the truth as
he
learned it from the beautiful brothers in |