“War is just a racket. A racket is
best described, I believe, as something that is not what it seems to the
majority of people. Only a small inside group knows what it is about. It is
conducted for the benefit of the very few at the expense of the masses.
“I believe in adequate defense at
the coastline and nothing else. If a nation comes over here to fight, then
we'll fight. The trouble with America is that when the dollar only earns 6
percent over here, then it gets restless and goes overseas to get 100 percent.
Then the flag follows the dollar and the soldiers follow the flag.
“I wouldn'’t go to war again as I
have done to protect some lousy investment of the bankers. There are only two
things we should fight for. One is the defense of our homes and the other is
the Bill of Rights. War for any other reason is simply a racket.
“There isn’t a trick in the
racketeering bag that the military gang is blind to. It has its ‘finger men’ to
point out enemies, its ‘muscle men’ to destroy enemies, its ‘brain men’ to plan
war preparations, and a ‘Big Boss’ Super-Nationalistic-Capitalism.
“It may seem odd for me, a
military man to adopt such a comparison. Truthfulness compels me to. I spent
thirty- three years and four months in active military service as a member of
this country's most agile military force, the Marine Corps. I served in all
commissioned ranks from Second Lieutenant to Major-General. And during that
period, I spent most of my time being a high class muscle-man for Big Business,
for Wall Street and for the Bankers. In short, I was a racketeer, a gangster
for capitalism.
“I suspected I was just part of a
racket at the time. Now I am sure of it. Like all the members of the military
profession, I never had a thought of my own until I left the service. My mental
faculties remained in suspended animation while I obeyed the orders of
higher-ups. This is typical with everyone in the military service.
“I helped make Mexico, especially
Tampico, safe for American oil interests in 1914. I helped make Haiti and Cuba
a decent place for the National City Bank boys to collect revenues in. I helped
in the raping of half a dozen Central American republics for the benefits of
Wall Street. The record of racketeering is long. I helped purify Nicaragua for
the international banking house of Brown Brothers in 1909-1912 (where have I
heard that name before?). I brought light to the Dominican Republic for
American sugar interests in 1916. In China I helped to see to it that Standard
Oil went its way unmolested.
“During those years, I had, as the boys in the back room
would say, a swell racket. Looking back on it, I feel that I could have given
Al Capone a few hints. The best he could do was to operate his racket in three
districts. I operated on three continents.
— Excerpt from a speech delivered in 1933 by Major General
Smedley Butler, USMC.
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