As laid out in Comrade Foster's Towards Communard America (1932), we will strive ceaselessly towards the domination of the Red in the Red, White, and Blue.

John Brown may moulder in the grave, but his truths go marching on. Like the Helots of the Spartans, like Spartacus, like the Bolsheviks defeated artificially, by intervention, like the sadly crushed Spartakusbund of 1919 Germany, the wage-slaves of America will rise in Revolt! Silently or Loudly, our songs will go on!

America is crumbling around us. The Dust Bowl is upon us, we are in an economic slump, and natural disasters assail our cities and coasts. But John Brown rose against the old state, as shall we! We will construct New Power! Proletarian Power! The Agricultural Worker! The Industrial Worker! The Service Worker and the Office Worker!

The Banks are made of Marble, but we are made of Steel!

As the SPA, I will, of course, engage in the usual parliamentary struggle, and, as part of Hope's vision for the ACW this season, undertake in a protracted partisan struggle for the fate of the nation. I will work to rally the oppressed New African, Chicano, and Native American nations of America, sunbelt-thesis style, baby.

My most pressing goal will be, of course dealing with Hope's natural disasters laid out for me this season. Did you know Pittsburgh flooded once? Holy shit, did Pittsburgh flood, jesus. 1936 and 1937 were terrible years.

And I'm gonna fix them.

Long live the revolutionary workers of America!