Dear Great-Grandchild,

First things first; I very much doubt that you exist. All that you’ve known is existence, so that doubtless sounds weird. What I mean is, my whole life always appeared to me to be destined to result in childlessness, so the very notion that someday a descendant of mine will be reading these words tickles me greatly. Congratulations on being born, future relative!

I chose this little thing because of its importance. Not only to me, but to the entire human race. That is why you are not currently fondling a small cannon, or a console controller, or a DVD! The item you now hold means more to us all than any personal possession. It has a power, an attraction, a force, that can invigorate all who come into contact with it. This object symbolises an idea unparalleled through the annals of history; one of emancipation, liberation and solidarity.

The totem comes with one caveat; you must carry on the struggle begun many years before I was born, a struggle that will probably continue for many years after you die. This struggle is what the gift represents.

Death to fascism, freedom to all!
Russeus Nova

Solidarity, brothers & sisters…

About Seba Roux

Gooner, Socialist, Historian, Slacker. That's pretty much all you need to know.
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