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…the city looked like a dense group of rocky peaks in which white people live piled on top of each other.

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When I arrived in New York, I was surprised that the city looked like a dense group of rocky peaks in which white people live piled on top of each other.

At these mountains’ feet, multitudes of people moved very fast and in every direction, like ants. They started one way and turned around, then went the other way. They looked at the ground all the time and never saw the sky. I told myself that these white people must have built such tall stone houses after clearing all their forests and having started making merchandise in very large quantities for the first time. They probably thought: “There are many of us, we are valiant in war, and we have many machines. Let us build giant houses to fill them with goods that all the other people will covet!”

Yet while the houses in the center of this city are tall and beautiful, those on its edges are in ruins. The people who live in those places have no food, and their clothes are dirty and torn. When I took a walk among them, they looked at me with sad eyes. It made me feel upset. These white people who created merchandise think they are clever and brave. Yet they are greedy and do not take care of those among them who have nothing. How can they think they are great men and find themselves so smart? They do not want to know anything about these needy people, though they too are their fellows. They reject them and let them suffer alone. They do not even look at them and are satisfied to keep their distance and call them “the poor.”[cherry_banner image=”6312″ title=”Adbusters #119″ url=”http://subscribe.adbusters.org/collections/back-issues/products/ab119″ template=”issue.tmpl”]Manifesto for World Revolution, Part 2[/cherry_banner]