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Trade Coalition for the Allied Proletariat / TCAP

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Keep your blades against the necks of tyrants, for a peace bought through slavery is no peace at all.



History

Friends, we find ourselves at a crossroads.
Under Imperial rule, the galaxy burns.
Common rights have been dismantled.
Kings and petty tyrants reign unimpeded and unfought.

Peace: this is what they want you to believe is the natural state of civilization.
A peace bought through slavery, however, is no peace at all.
Comrades, we will now and forevermore hold our blades against the necks of tyrants.
Through permanent revolution, the Coalition shall prevail.

The Trade Coalition for the Allied Proletariat stands tall against the lies of the Imperialists; through a united front representing workers throughout open space, TCAP will smash through the chains of oppression like a righteous hammer. And with the help of our stalwart allies in this revolution, the Goonrathi Republics, the Peoples’ Revolutionary Armada of Frogswarm, and the Glorious Democratic Peoples’ Republic of Starfleet Dental, we will fight to the last man, woman, and cat to achieve the rightful redistribution of wealth to labor, or at the very least, the redistribution of torpedoes into imperialists.

But we cannot do this alone!

TCAP, unlike the vulgar bourgeois “guilds” who only concern themselves with monolithic self-interest, does not hold itself to any central hierarchy of power. Anyone who seeks to combat tyranny and defend the proletariat masses can rightfully call themselves a comrade-in-arms.

Manifesto

A spectre is haunting Terra — the spectre of space communism. All the powers of old Terra have entered into a holy alliance to exorcise this spectre: Emperor and Advocate, Mittani and Lowtax, PACT Traitors and Imperium Spies.

Where is the party in opposition that has not been decried as space communistic by its opponents in power? Where is the opposition that has not hurled back the branding reproach of space communism, against the more advanced opposition parties, as well as against its reactionary adversaries?

Two things result from this fact:

I. Space Communism is already acknowledged by all Terran powers to be itself a power.

II. It is high time that Space Communists should openly, in the face of the whole galaxy, publish their views, their aims, their tendencies, and meet this nursery tale of the Spectre of Space Communism with a manifesto of the party itself.

Charter

As soon as you’re born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool
Till you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When they’ve tortured and scared you for twenty-odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can’t really function you’re so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you’re so clever and classless and free
But you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There’s room at the top they’re telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me