Durruti was the face of the spanish civil war on the anarchist's side.
We don't get much of that given to us by our overlords that control the information we are allowed to access.
Even today, unless you are a student of anarchist history, you probably don't know his name, either.
At the beginning of November 1936, Franco’s four armies, made up mostly of Moroccans and Legionaires, converged on Madrid.
The battle began on November 8th.
It was basically a struggle between a well-equipped army supported by German and Italian bombers on one side, and an ill-armed mass of urban workers on the other.
There were many women fighting on the republican side.
Moreover, in Madrid the Communists were relatively stronger and better organised; they were also supported by various International Brigades.
The battle continued unabated.
Franco said that he would rather destroy Madrid completely than leave it to the Marxists.
German Nazi troops of the Condor Legion planned to set the city on fire, quarter by quarter.
From November 16th onwards Madrid was bombed by German planes day and night.
In three nights alone over 1,000 people were killed by the bombs.
Furthermore, Madrid was cut off from the rest of Spain.
In this situation of desperate crisis, Durruti decided to move 4,000 members of his Column from Aragon across the country to help relieve Madrid.
His arrival had a tremendous effect on the besieged workers of the city.
It saved Madrid, at least for a while.
But on November 20th, just as he was getting out of a car, a stray bullet hit him in the back of the head, and he died immediately.
On November 22nd his body was brought back to Barcelona, accompanied by a number of his closest comrades.
It lay in state until the following morning.
Thousands filed past the open coffin.
Karrill describes the funeral thus:
“It had been arranged for 10 o’clock, but hours before it was impossible to enter the Via Layetana... from all directions groups with banners and wreaths arrived.
All Barcelona was out to pay their last tribute to their hero.
Many groups carried banners with inscriptions.
The words ‘We shall avenge him’ were repeated over and over again.
Immense masses of people streamed into the square outside the house of the Regional Committee, when Durruti’s comrades carried the coffin out on their shoulders.
Armed militiamen accompanied them.
The band played the anarchist ‘hymn’: ‘Sons of the People.’
And tens of thousands raised their fists in salute.”
Now ask yourself, most valued reader, how would your life have been different if you had had this knowledge all along?
Would you still pay your taxes to bomb children in other countries?
Would you still pay your taxes to give to fraudsters?
At what point do you push back on the iron heel?
Don't hear that term much?
There is a reason, and that reason is your overlords don't want you getting any silly ideas that might lead you to question your enslavement.
Are you are tired of paying your masters to bomb children in far away places?
Perhaps it is time you pushed back on that.
A simple way that anybody can do that is to hoard your coins.
The fed buys coins at face value from the mint.
A dollar of change in your pocket is a dollar of value out of the banksters' pockets.
Stop playing in their shell game that allows them to play in the amusement parks from hell and shop in the human grocery stores.
Billy Jack, the movie.
The Trial of Billy Jack.
Billy Jack goes to Washington.
