1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

Now, looking at the problem from an ordinary person's perspective, I suddenly find that things are completely different.

"...So, Captain Shays, a Revolutionary War veteran from Massachusetts, chose to rebel."

The young warrior broke the silence with a complicated tone:

"He fought in the Battle of Bunker Hill, the Siege of Fort Ticonderoga, the Battle of Saratoga... He bears the scars of his service to this independent nation! He's a true war hero! Most of his comrades were veterans from the West..."

hero...

The soldiers' respect for the word and subsequent "rebellion" led to a huge conflict.

"Think about it. Xie Si fought so many tough battles and finally made it home alive, thinking he could live a peaceful life guarding his meager piece of land and his injured body. But what happened?"

"First, the Continental Notes he was given became worthless, and all his savings vanished. Then, heavy taxes and a dreadful economy left him struggling. He couldn't sell the crops at a good price, and the tax collector's death warrant was taped to his door!"

"Because he couldn't pay his taxes, the houses and fields that had once sheltered him from the elements on the battlefield were taken to court by his creditors and were on the verge of being confiscated and auctioned off to pay off his debts! There were tens of thousands of veterans and farmers who faced the same fate as him, all across the United States at the time!"

"—At first, they simply blocked the court doors, preventing the judges who served the creditors from holding court—because every court session meant the complete destruction of several struggling families!"

"What was the result? The state government cracked down violently, arresting all the rebels... Watching their old comrades and neighbors imprisoned, starving, and freezing to death... With no way out, what could they do? They took up the guns they had used to drive out the British and rebelled!"

"They stormed the Springfield Armory in Massachusetts to get some weapons and ammunition to protect themselves and make their voices heard by the Boston council!"

Many army soldiers from rural areas covered their chests with their hands, feeling the same pain. The carriage was dead silent, with only the creaking of the train and the heavy breathing of the soldiers.

Imagine that those men who had survived the revolution, who had taken off their uniforms and picked up hoes not long ago, had to take up arms again in order to survive and fight against the country they had built with their blood and lives!

This kind of tragedy and bitterness directly hits the softest and most angry part of people's hearts. Fortunately, there is Spring... Wait?

Springfield? Springfield?

Ms. Field?

Could it be that Ms. Field's ancestor was...

"Then they became traitors—Washington wrote from Mount Vernon, calling rebellion 'the most abominable crime'... Massachusetts Governor James Bowdoin, a wealthy businessman and politician, immediately declared them rebels!"

"Congress authorized the recruitment of an expensive private army. Who would pay for it? Boston's biggest creditors, bankers, and speculators all contributed generously! And Shays and his men only had simple weapons..."

"

Everyone felt nervous.

As members of the military, they knew very well what the consequences of such an unequal war would be.

"...The result was undoubtedly that the 'rebel troops' easily defeated Shays and his men near Springfield. The rebellion was suppressed, and Shays was forced to flee and was eventually captured..."

"So what happened to Xie Si?!" someone asked anxiously.

"Did the government execute him?"

"No, he was sentenced to exile and banished to New York, where he eventually died of illness."

"

This ending made many people feel slightly relieved, but the sneer on the storyteller's face became even wider:

"You don't think the Lords of Parliament are so kind that they spared Shays and his 'rebels'?"

"Uh..."

Indeed, many people think so.

"Wrong! Absolutely wrong! Guess why Xie Si wasn't executed?" the elder shouted.

"It was because the parliamentarians at the time continued to levy taxes recklessly, which led to numerous rebellions in other regions! To avoid angering those people, the parliamentarians had no choice but to commut Shays's death sentence to exile!"

"The oppressive taxes, the cold debt courts, the plundered lands... nothing has changed! Many of the leaders of the uprising, former heroes of independence, have been branded 'traitors' and have lived in agony for the rest of their lives!"

"What they owe these veterans is not just a war debt, but also dignity and justice! But did the powerful people in power at the time care about these things? They cared more about maintaining order and how to collect taxes and make money!"

After the story was told, the carriage full of "Xie Si's descendants" was filled with a dull and huge feeling of grief and indignation.

For example, a young soldier from the border area of ​​Texas and New Mexico had tears in his eyes. His grandfather participated in the Mexican-American War and died on a farm in Tennessee due to injuries, poverty and illness.

Is anyone in charge?

Absolutely not.

"Our 'Father of the Nation'... How could they do that? Just because they were officials? They became masters?"

"Do you think they are saints like Ms. Field?"

The older man said in a mocking tone, and then dropped another bombshell:

"If you read more history like we did, you'll know that these people, from beginning to end, only cared about their own interests, including our so-called 'War of Independence'. From beginning to end, they were just deceiving the people and pursuing their own selfish interests!"

There was a loud "boom", as if a bomb exploded in the car.

Despite hearing about Shays' tragic story, many people still feel that despite all the controversy, the contributions made by the founding fathers to American independence cannot be erased, and that the worst that can happen is that they have "deteriorated." I never expected NGW to actually say that!

Some people subconsciously wanted to refute, but their lack of historical knowledge and the example of Xie Si made them have no idea how to refute.

"You've heard of the Boston Tea Party, right? What did the government say? Oh...it was the brave colonial people's great struggle against British tyranny. It was the clarion call for their pursuit of freedom and the fuse of the American War of Independence!"

The exaggerated tone makes people hear the irony at once:

"But actually? Who's pouring the tea? Haha, do you really think it's the 'Sons of Liberty'?"

"Who else could it be? Isn't it because the British sell us expensive tea, and the Bostonians are rebelling against this tyranny..."

“Hahahahahaha… Expensive tea? Tyranny!?”

As if they had just heard a huge joke, the NGWs all laughed out loud. Some were so amused that they directly used facts and data to speak:

"...In order to save the East India Company from bankruptcy, the British Parliament passed the Tea Act, which exempted the 120% tax on tea, allowing the East India Company to ship tea to colonies around the world and sell it at extremely low prices..."

"...At this price, it's much cheaper than what local merchants smuggle directly from Europe or the Caribbean! It's legal and cheap! Don't you think this is tyranny for ordinary people who want to drink tea?"

He looked around at the stunned army soldiers and gave a thunderous answer:

"Not at all! Although the British weren't good people, their policy at the time did allow the entire US to drink cheap tea, even if it was only temporarily... But guess who was harmed in the process?"

"Uh...."

A group of illiterate or semi-literate people pondered for a long time, and suddenly someone suddenly shouted out as if inspired:

"Boston's local tea merchant!"

"Yes! That's them! Guess who was the biggest tea smuggler in the North American colonies at the time? His name was John Hancock! Yes, he was the first signer of the Declaration of Independence!"

"Han...Hancock? Are they pouring the tea?"

The bearded sergeant almost dropped the cigarette in his mouth, and the others were also stunned.

"That's right! The tea they brought in cost a lot of money, so they sold it at a much higher price than the British! Once the British lowered the price, no one bought their tea! It blocked their path to wealth!"

"...they incited and deceived a group of unsuspecting citizens into dumping approximately 90,000 pounds worth of legal tea from the East India Company into the sea! From then on, all Americans could only drink the expensive tea sold by Hancock and his men...This is the truth behind the 'Boston Tea Party'!"

"So you see, in our so-called War of Independence, who paid the highest price, who shed blood and lives? It was ordinary soldiers like Captain Shays, who were promised great things, only to have their families torn apart by the currency becoming worthless and heavy taxes!"

"But who benefits the most? It's the big slave owners like Washington who own hundreds of thousands of acres of plantations and rely on slaves to farm and extract oil; it's business tycoons like Hancock who made their fortunes through smuggling and speculation; it's the factory owners in the North who hope to monopolize new land and squeeze out greater profits!"

"So, the so-called War of Independence simply replaced the oppressors from Her Majesty the Queen and the British Parliamentarians in the distance with those local businessmen, landlords, and American Congressmen who, while wearing the halo of 'founding fathers', were actually even more greedy and unscrupulous!"

"Tell me yourselves, can this kind of independence be called independence? Can this kind of freedom be called freedom?"

Everyone was completely stunned.

Combined with the "Shays' Rebellion" just now, even the dumbest person would understand that the so-called "War of Independence" was simply a group of businessmen inciting the people to rebel against Britain for their own interests, and then packaged it as a "colonial uprising"!

That's fine.

The most disgusting thing is that they treated countless independence heroes like "Xie Si" like worn-out boots, giving them military pay that was as cheap as scraps of paper, then used debt to take away their land, forcing them to fight desperately, and ultimately earning them a shameful stigma!

The young soldier's mouth was open, his Adam's apple rolling;

The old soldier lowered his head and rubbed his rough fingers silently;

The bearded sergeant frowned, his face full of thought and disillusionment... The buzzing sound of discussions rang out in the carriage, filled with anger of sudden enlightenment and being deceived. The sense of disillusionment and the urge to re-examine everything quietly spread in the carriage, and the heaviness of history and the confusion of reality were intertwined.

The simplest class concept began to take root.

The older NGW warrior took a deep breath and softened his tone:

"That's why Ms. Field asked each of us to learn to read and write. She said that only by reading more books can we avoid being deceived by some readers with bad intentions;"

"She tells us that the strength of a warrior lies not only in the strength of his muscles and the weapons in his hands, but also in the depth of his thoughts, in whether he understands why he is fighting, what he is defending, and what he is against;"

"Without knowledge, without culture, without the ability to clearly distinguish between enemies and allies, we will only be like Xie Si and his comrades, using everything we have most precious, only to ultimately help another group of masters gain power without any effort!"

He finally turned to the American soldiers who had originally asked the question, and his voice was sincere and powerful:

"My friends, there is no need to be ashamed of your temporary predicament. Illiteracy does not mean you don't understand the hardships of the world, nor does it mean you don't yearn for justice. Under the new order established by Ms. Field, knowledge and power will eventually be bestowed upon every soul that pursues truth and yearns for light!"

Suddenly, the illiterate soldier who asked the question first raised his right hand and shouted:

"Long live Ms. Field!"

Almost immediately, others followed suit and shouted, "Long live Her Highness the Saint!"

"Long live!"

"Brother! Please teach me how to read!" "My friend, I would be happy to do so!"

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For a moment, angry roars and resonant cheers mixed with the roar of the train stirred in the narrow carriage. The NGW ignited by Springfield himself once again ignited more people.

At the connection between the carriages, an army officer watched all this silently through the glass.

621 When I get crazy, I even kill my own people!

An abandoned drilling camp on the edge of the small town of Kilgore in the East Texas oil fields.

By the end of September, the cold wind blowing from Texas in the evening was already quite chilly, but what made people feel even colder was not the wind itself, but the way the wind whipped the gravel - the rusted skeletons and dilapidated sheds.

The air was filled with the sour smell of cheap moonshine, the pungent smell of unburned oil residue, the strong odor of human body, and a suffocating despair and resentment that penetrated deep into the bones.

This place was once the graveyard of speculators' gold dreams, but now it has become the final gathering place for the unemployed, bankrupt small oil traders and drillers who are squeezed by big oil companies.

Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish, which requires a little bit of seasoning. Therefore, the glory of Her Highness the Saint has not yet reached this place.

"...So, brothers, open your oil-blinded eyes and look carefully!"

An "old oilman" named "Joe Davis" stood on an upside-down oil drum, holding aloft a carefully forged copy of a "Federal Secret Order" signed by Roosevelt, and spitting in all directions:

"It's not President Field who wants to take away our oil fields! It's that damn cripple! It's Franklin Roosevelt! The conspirator hiding in the shadows of Washington, the most loyal lackey of Wall Street!"

The paper in his hand rustled in the wind, and the words on it were shocking - Roosevelt colluded with some big oil traders to force the acquisition of all small oil fields in East Texas at low prices, and he also deliberately kept the oil price so low.

This kind of simple, direct, stupid, and flawed frame-up (even including "Roosevelt is a lackey of Wall Street") would not be taken in by anyone with a bit of culture and knowledge.

But it's different here - far away from the city, isolated from information, surrounded by a bunch of blind people who have only strength but no brains, who keep saying fuck your mother all the time, and are so poor that they can only watch mice and spit their teeth. The effect of incitement is excellent.

"...He's using the supreme authority of President Field to secretly collude with greedy vampires like Humber and Texaco to uproot the land and oil wells that we Texans have watered with the blood and sweat of generations, and suck every last drop of our blood out of us!"

Guided by the idea of ​​"cleansing the imperial court," Davis precisely targeted Roosevelt and his team, focusing all his hatred and anger on them and attributing all the credit to that one person:

"Think about it! Who was it that, amidst the raging waves of the hurricane, leaped down the collapsed dam, plugging the breach with his own flesh and blood, saving Riverton and countless of our fellow countrymen?"

"It's President Field!"

“Think about it! Who sent us life-saving food, medicine and funds for reconstruction in that desperate moment when the floodwaters receded but our homes were completely destroyed?”

"It's President Field!"

"Think about it! Who ordered the crackdown on those corrupt officials in Texas whose assholes should have been stabbed into oil barrels by Aunt Susan's rolling pin, and recovered our precious tax dollars?"

"It's President Field!"

"It's Ms. Field, who has us, the people of Texas, in her heart! It's Her Majesty the Saint! It's the deity we should worship forever!"

“HOOO ...

The scene erupted in a roar like a tsunami, a truly heartbreaking outcry. Even today, beyond the indigenous people, even the poorest parts of the country have heard of Springfield's fame, not to mention the East Texas oilfield workers who had just experienced the hurricane and watched Mrs. Ferguson fall to her death right before their eyes.

They were extremely grateful to Springfield and worshiped her holiness, but precisely because of this, the "dirty and despicable behavior" of some people immediately became so unbearable:

"But what about that cripple in a wheelchair... oh no, barely standing thanks to Ms. Field's glory? What did he bring?"

Davis' tone became bitter and full of hatred:

"He brought with him an icy arrest warrant! He brought with him a bloody purge! He brought with him this 'secret order' to seize the land and oil wells passed down from generation to generation! He is the venomous snake lurking around the Saint! He is the treacherous minister who has deceived the Saint!"

"Damn Roosevelt!" "What a bastard!" "I'm going to kill him!"