dimanche 25 novembre 2012
mardi 2 octobre 2012
Charisma or craftsmanship?
Patrick
Henry, “Give
Me Liberty or Give Me Death!”
March 23rd , 1775;
Richmond, VA
They tell us, sir, that we are weak; unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance by lying supinely on our backs and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot? Sir, we are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. The millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us. Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable–and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come.
It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace– but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
The best speaker?
William
Wilberforce, “Abolition
Speech” May
12th , 1789; House of Commons, London
When I consider the magnitude of the
subject which I am to bring before the House-a subject, in which the interests,
not of this country, nor of Europe alone, but of the whole world, and of
posterity, are involved: and when I think, at the same time, on the weakness of
the advocate who has undertaken this great cause-when these reflections press
upon my mind, it is impossible for me not to feel both terrified and concerned
at my own inadequacy to such a task. But when I reflect, however, on the
encouragement which I have had, through the whole course of a long and
laborious examination of this question, and how much candour I have experienced,
and how conviction has increased within my own mind, in proportion as I have
advanced in my labours;-when I reflect, especially, that however averse any
gentleman may now be, yet we shall all be of one opinion in the end;-when I
turn myself to these thoughts, I take courage-I determine to forget all my
other fears, and I march forward with a firmer step in the full assurance that
my cause will bear me out, and that I shall be able to justify upon the
clearest principles, every resolution in my hand, the avowed end of which is,
the total abolition of the slave trade
How then can the House refuse its
belief to the multiplied testimonies before the privy council, of the savage
treatment of the negroes in the middle passage? Nay, indeed, what need is there
of any evidence? The number of deaths speaks for itself, and makes all such
enquiry superfluous. As soon as ever I had arrived thus far in my investigation
of the slave trade, I confess to you sir, so enormous so dreadful, so
irremediable did its wickedness appear that my own mind was completely made up
for the abolition. A trade founded in iniquity, and carried on as this was,
must be abolished, let the policy be what it might,-let the consequences be
what they would, I from this time determined that I would never rest till I had
effected its abolition.
Who is the most convincing?
John
F. Kennedy, “Inauguration
Address” January 20th , 1961; Washington, D.C.
Can we forge against these
enemies a grand and global alliance, North and South, East and West, that can
assure a more fruitful life for all mankind? Will you join in that historic
effort?
In the long history of the
world, only a few generations have been granted the role of defending freedom
in its hour of maximum danger. I do not shrink from this responsibility — I
welcome it. I do not believe that any of us would exchange places with any
other people or any other generation. The energy, the faith, the devotion which
we bring to this endeavor will light our country and all who serve it — and the
glow from that fire can truly light the world.
And so, my fellow
Americans: ask not what your country can do for you — ask what you can do for
your country.
My fellow citizens of the
world: ask not what America will do for you, but what together we can do for
the freedom of man.
Who would you listen to?
Chief Joseph,
“Surrender Speech” October 5th
, 1877; Montana Territory
Tell General Howard I know his
heart. What he told me before, I have it in my heart. I am tired of fighting.
Our Chiefs are killed; Looking Glass is dead, Ta Hool Hool Shute is dead. The
old men are all dead. It is the young men who say yes or no. He who led on the
young men is dead. It is cold, and we have no blankets; the little children are
freezing to death. My people, some of them, have run away to the hills, and
have no blankets, no food. No one knows where they are – perhaps freezing to
death. I want to have time to look for my children, and see how many of them I
can find. Maybe I shall find them among the dead. Hear me, my Chiefs! I am
tired; my heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands I will fight no
more forever
But why?
Martin Luther King “I have a
Dream”
August 28th, 1963 Washington DC
“I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today….
And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!
Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!
But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"
“I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today….
And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!
Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!
But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"
More persuasive?
Winston Churchill, “We Shall Fight on the Beaches” June 4, 1940; House of Commons, London
I have, myself, full confidence that
if all do their duty, if nothing is neglected, and if the best arrangements are
made, as they are being made, we shall prove ourselves once again able to
defend our Island home, to ride out the storm of war, and to outlive the menace
of tyranny, if necessary for years, if necessary alone. At any rate, that is
what we are going to try to do. That is the resolve of His Majesty’s
Government-every man of them. That is the will of Parliament and the nation.
The British Empire and the French Republic, linked together in their cause and
in their need, will defend to the death their native soil, aiding each other
like good comrades to the utmost of their strength. Even though large tracts of
Europe and many old and famous States have fallen or may fall into the grip of
the Gestapo and all the odious apparatus of Nazi rule, we shall not flag or
fail. We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in France, we shall fight on
the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing
strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be, we
shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall
fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall
never surrender, and even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this Island
or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our Empire beyond the
seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle,
until, in God’s good time, the New World, with all its power and might, steps
forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old.
Persuasive speeches?
Lewis Prothero V for Vendetta
« So I read that the former United
States is so desperate for medical supplies that they have allegedly sent
several containers filled with wheat and tobacco. A gesture, they said, of good
will. You wanna know what I think? Well, you're listening to my show, so I will
assume you do... I think it's high time we let the colonies know what we really
think of them. I think it’s payback time for a little tea party they threw for
us a few hundred years ago. I say we go down to those docks tonight and dump
that crap where everything from the Ulcered Sphincter of Ass-erica belongs!
Who's with me? Who's bloody with me?
Did you like that? USA... Ulcered Sphincter of
Ass-erica, I mean what else can you say? Here was a country that had
everything, absolutely everything. And now, 20 years later, is what? The
world's biggest leper colony. Why? Godlessness. Let me say that again...
Godlessness. It wasn't the war they started. It wasn't the plague they created.
It was Judgement. No one escapes their past. No one escapes Judgement. You
think he's not up there? You think he's not watching over this country? How
else can you explain it? He tested us, but we came through. We did what we had
to do…. They had to go. Strength through unity. Unity through faith. I'm a
God-fearing Englishman and I'm goddamn proud of it!”
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