We Are Not The Ones Who Create

Imperialism Has Been Defeated In Many Partial Battles. But It Remains A Considerable Force In The World, And We Cannot Expect Its Final Defeat Save Through Effort And Sacrifice On The Part Of All Of Us.

It Is Not A Matter Of Wishing Success To The Victim Of Aggression, But Of Sharing His Fate; One Must Accompany Him To His Death Or To Victory

We Must Bear In Mind That Imperialism Is A World System, The Last Stage Of Capitalism-and It Must Be Defeated In A World Confrontation. The Strategic End Of This Struggle Should Be The Destruction Of Imperialism. Our Share, The Responsibility Of The Exploited And Underdeveloped Of The World, Is To Eliminate The Foundations Of Imperialism: Our Oppressed Nations, From Where They Extract Capital, Raw Materials, Technicians, And Cheap Labor, And To Which They Export New Capital-instruments Of Domination-arms And All Kinds Of Articles, Thus Submerging Us In An Absolute Dependence.

The Monopoly Capitalists - Even While Employing Purely Empirical Methods - Weave Around Art A Complicated Web Which Converts It Into A Willing Tool. The Superstructure Of Society Ordains The Type Of Art In Which The Artist Has To Be Educated. Rebels Are Subdued By Its Machinery And Only Rare Talents May Create Their Own Work. The Rest Become Shameless Hacks Or Are Crushed.

And Yet Every So Often, The Heart Of America, Shuddering With Indignation, Sends A Nervous Spasm Through The Gentle Back Of The Andes, And Tumultuous Shock Waves Assault The Surface Of The Land. Three Times The Cuppola Of Proud Santo Domingo Has Collapsed From On High To The Rhythm Of Broken Bones And Its Worn Walls Have Opened And Fallen Too. But The Foundations They Rest On Are Unmoved, The Great Blocks Of The Temple Of The Sun Exhibit Their Gray Stone Indifferently; However Colossal The Disaster Befalling Its Oppressor, Not One Of Its Huge Rocks Shifts From Its Place.