UNWRITTEN LETTERS TO THE KAISER.

No. XXXVII.

(_From Dr. LIEBKNECHT._)

If such trifling matters as the meeting of the Reichstag now occupy any

portion of your Majesty's attention, it may please you to learn that my

membership of that august body has been temporarily suspended. At the

same time I should be sorry that your Majesty should labour under any

misapprehension as to what happened. No doubt I was forbidden to speak,

though I am the representative of people whose voices have a right to be

heard even in the unhappy Parliament which is all that the German Empire

is allowed to provide for the subjects of the German KAISER. But I wish

you to understand that I was not silenced before I had said aloud nearly

everything that I had in my mind to say. It is true that I did not make

any formal speech. The bellowing blockheads who now arrogate to themselves

the name of patriots and all the virtues of patriotism were easily able

to prevent me from doing this, and I was forced, therefore, to confine

myself to short and sharp interjections thrown in at appropriate moments

while BETHMANN-HOLLWEG, that arch-impostor, was proving to the whole world

that even if Germany had a good case he is the last man who would be able

to place it in a convincing manner before the judgment of the world.

Your Majesty has had a long practice in the use of words. You pride

yourself on the glorious and beneficial effect of such speeches as that

in which you condescendingly praised the Almighty for having allied

Himself with you, very much, as it appeared, to His own advantage,

or that other speech in which you announced to your conscripts their

duty to shoot down their parents if in some momentary whim you ordered

them to do it, or even that other brave and Imperial harangue in which

you declared your humane and merciful designs on the Chinese people. I

have no doubt, then, that if you could be induced to speak your opinion

fairly and openly you would admit that, though you yourself could, of

course, have done better, I did not do so very badly in my little bout

with poor BETHMANN. At any rate I spoke the truth, which is an inconvenient

course of conduct, and made BETHMANN look the fool that everybody (except,

perhaps, your Majesty) knows him to be.

Indeed, your Majesty, a fool who is also arrogant is a very terrible

thing. When BETHMANN, for instance, spoke of Germany's love for her

neighbours, and in particular for the small nations, he delivered himself

into my hands. All I had to do--and I did it--was to remind him that he

proved his love by jumping upon them and strangling them. In a moment

the whole fabric of his stupid argument was shattered and he was left

gaping open-mouthed and without an answer before the whole world. The

incident showed the man's mind and his disposition in a lightning flash,

and from all countries, even from wretched Belgium and from ruined Serbia,

there came a laugh of hatred and contempt. Why are we so hated? Not

because we are great and powerful and prosperous, but because we make our

greatness an incubus, our power a tyranny and our prosperity an offence.

Fools like BETHMANN do not see this. They and their fellow-fools, some

of them quite brilliant men, with high notions on literature and music and

the drama, are for ever in a state of jealous fear. They have the mania

of persecution and imagine that all other countries are leagued against

them for the purpose of wiping Germany off the map. Then they lose their

unfortunate heads and strike out blindly to right and left. The other

nations have no course open to them except to defend themselves as best

they may, and then Herr BETHMANN and his superior fools shout out that

this wicked defensive proves up to the hilt that when they spoke of

conspiracies they were fully justified and that Germany for her own safety

must smash and in the end control every other country under the sun.

And yet, your Majesty, the time will come when we must have peace. This

pouring out of blood, this tremendous waste of money and lives must some

day have an end. Those are the best patriots who would put a stop to it

as soon as possible, for the longer you defer peace the more difficult

it becomes to make it. We have been told of great victories, but they

profit us not at all. All is desolation and cruelty and confusion. And

those who think most of Germany know best how bitterly she needs peace.

Your truth-telling but suspended subject,

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