***In Honor Of James Connelly On The
98th Anniversary Of The Easter Uprising-Commandant- Irish Citizens
Army- A Critical Appreciation Of Easter, 1916
A word on the Easter Uprising.
The easy part of analyzing the Easter
Uprising of 1916 is the knowledge, in retrospect, that it was not widely
supported by people in Ireland and militarily defeated by the British forces
send in main force to crush it and therefore doomed to failure. Still easier is
to criticize the strategy and tactics of the action and of the various actors,
particularly in underestimating the British Empire’s frenzy to crush any
opposition to its main task of victory in World War I. Although, I think that frenzy
on Mother England’s part would be a point in the uprising’s favor under the
theory that England’s (or fill in the blank) woes were Ireland’s (or fill in
the blank) opportunities.
The hard part is to draw any
positive lessons of that national liberation experience for the future. If
nothing else remember this though, and unfortunately the Irish national
liberation fighters (and other national liberation fighters later, including
later Irish revolutionaries) failed to take this into account in their military
calculations, the British (or fill in the blank) were entirely committed to
defeating the uprising including burning that colonial country to the ground if
need be in order to maintain control. In the final analysis, it was not their
metropolitan homeland, so the hell with it. Needless to say, British Labor’s
position was almost a carbon copy of His Imperial Majesty’s. Labor Party leader
Arthur Henderson could barely contain himself when informed that James Connolly
had been executed. That should, even today, make every British militant blush
with shame. Unfortunately, the demand for British militants and others today is
the same as then- All British Troops Out of Ireland.
In various readings I have come
across a theory that the Uprising was the first socialist revolution in Europe,
predating the Bolshevik Revolution by over a year. Unfortunately, there is
little truth to that idea. Of the Uprising’s leaders only James Connolly was
devoted to the socialist cause. Moreover, while the Irish Volunteers and the
Irish Citizen Army were prototypical models for urban- led national liberation
forces such organizations, as we have witnessed in later history, are not
inherently socialistic. The dominant mood among the leadership was in favor of
political independence and/or fighting for a return to a separate traditional
Irish cultural hegemony. (Let poets rule the land).
As outlined in the famous
Proclamation of the Republic posted on the General Post Office in Dublin,
Easter Monday, 1916 the goal of the leadership appeared to be something on the
order of a society like those fought for in the European Revolutions of 1848, a
left bourgeois republic. Some formation on the order of the Paris Commune of
1871 or the Soviet Commune of 1917 did not figure in the political calculations
at that time.
As noted above, James Connolly
clearly was skeptical of his erstwhile comrades on the subject of the nature of
the future state and apparently was prepared for an ensuing class struggle
following the establishment of a republic.
That does not mean that revolutionary socialists could not
support such an uprising. On the contrary, Lenin, who was an admirer of
Connolly for his anti-war stance in World War I, and Trotsky stoutly defended
the uprising against those who derided the Easter Rising for involving
bourgeois elements. Participation by bourgeois and petty bourgeois elements is
in the nature of a national liberation struggle. The key, which must be learned
by militants today is who leads the national liberation struggle and on what program.
As both Lenin and Trotsky made clear later in their own revolutionary
experiences in Russia revolutionary socialists have to lead other disaffected
elements of society to overthrow the existing order. There is no other way in a
heterogeneous class-divided society. Moreover, in Ireland, the anti-imperialist
nature of the action against British imperialism during wartime on the
socialist principle that the defeat of your own imperialist overlord as a way
to open the road to the class, struggle merited support on that basis alone.
Chocky Ar La.
"James Connolly"
The man was all shot through that
came to day into the Barrack Square
And a soldier I, I am not proud to
say that we killed him there
They brought him from the prison
hospital and to see him in that chair
I swear his smile would, would far
more quickly call a man to prayer
Maybe, maybe I don't understand this
thing that makes these rebels die
Yet all men love freedom and the
spring clear in the sky
I wouldn't do this deed again for
all that I hold by
As I gazed down my rifle at his
breast but then, then a soldier I.
They say he was different, kindly too
apart from all the rest.
A lover of the poor-his wounds ill
dressed.
He faced us like a man who knew a
greater pain
Than blows or bullets ere the world
began: died he in vain
Ready, Present, and him just
smiling, Christ I felt my rifle shake
His wounds all open and around his
chair a pool of blood
And I swear his lips said,
"fire" before my rifle shot that cursed lead
And I, I was picked to kill a man
like that, James Connolly
A great crowd had gathered outside
of Kilmainham
Their heads all uncovered, they
knelt to the ground.
For inside that grim prison
Lay a great Irish soldier
His life for his country about to
lay down.
He went to his death like a true son
of Ireland
The firing party he bravely did face
Then the order rang out: Present
arms and fire
James Connolly fell into a
ready-made grave
The black flag was hoisted, the
cruel deed was over
Gone was the man who loved Ireland
so well
There was many a sad heart in Dublin
that morning
When they murdered James Connolly-.
the Irish rebel
"James Connolly"
Marchin' down O'Connell Street with
the Starry Plough on high
There goes the Citizen Army with
their fists raised in the sky
Leading them is a mighty man with a
mad rage in his eye
"My name is James Connolly - I
didn't come here to die
But to fight for the rights of the
working man
And the small farmer too
Protect the proletariat from the
bosses and their screws
So hold on to your rifles, boys, and
don't give up your dream
Of a Republic for the workin' class,
economic liberty"
Then Jem yelled out "Oh
Citizens, this system is a curse
An English boss is a monster, an
Irish one even worse
They'll never lock us out again and
here's the reason why
My name is James Connolly, I didn't
come here to die....."
And now we're in the GPO with the
bullets whizzin' by
With Pearse and Sean McDermott
biddin' each other goodbye
Up steps our citizen leader and
roars out to the sky
"My name is James Connolly, I
didn't come here to die...
Oh Lily, I don't want to die, we've
got so much to live for
And I know we're all goin' out to
get slaughtered, but I just can't take any more
Just the sight of one more child
screamin' from hunger in a Dublin slum
Or his mother slavin' 14 hours a day
for the scum
Who exploit her and take her youth
and throw it on a factory floor
Oh Lily, I just can't take any more
They've locked us out, they've
banned our unions, they even treat their animals better than us
No! It's far better to die like a
man on your feet than to live forever like some slave on your knees, Lilly
But don't let them wrap any green
flag around me
And for God's sake, don't let them
bury me in some field full of harps and shamrocks
And whatever you do, don't let them
make a martyr out of me
No! Rather raise the Starry Plough
on high, sing a song of freedom
Here's to you, Lily, the rights of
man and international revolution"
We fought them to a standstill while
the flames lit up the sky
'Til a bullet pierced our leader and
we gave up the fight
They shot him in Kilmainham jail but
they'll never stop his cry
My name is James Connolly, I didn't come here to
die...."
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