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But in Shimabukuro's hands, as he breaks out experimental jazz, lays down a steady blues train, or shreds on rock anthems, this little jumping flea becomes a melodic monster.

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Mother Jones
Age: 100 †
Born: 1830
Born: May 1
Died: 1930
Died: November 30
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I asked a man in prison once how he happened to be there and he said he had stolen a pair of shoes. I told him if he had stolen a railroad he would be a United States Senator.
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I believe that no man who holds a leader's position should ever accept favors from either side. He is then committed to show favors. A leader must stand alone.
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a TEN-YEAR-OLD lad in Indianapolis who was arrested for picking up coal along the side of railroad tracks is now in jail. If the boy had known enough to steal the whole railroad he would be heralded as a Napoleon of finance.
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I live in the United States, but I do not know exactly where. My address is wherever there is a fight against oppression.
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And who is responsible for this appalling child slavery? Everyone.
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I'm not a humanitarian, I'ma hell-raiser.
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Out of labor's struggle in Arizona came better conditions for the workers, who must everywhere, at all times, under advantage and disadvantage work out their own salvation
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Life comes to the miners out of their deaths, and death out of their lives
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I preferred sewing to bossing little children.
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I went West and took part in the strike of the machinists - the Southern Pacific Railroad, the corporation that swung California by its golden tail, that controlled its legislature, its farmers, its preachers, its workers.
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I'm not afraid of the press or the Militia.
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You ought to be out raising hell. This is the fighting age. Put on your fighting clothes.
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I am not unaware that leaders betray, and sell out, and play false.
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My address is like my shoes. It travels with me. I abide where there is a fight against wrong.
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My teachers treated me as a diamond in the rough, someone who needed smoothing.
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Slowly those who create the wealth of the world are permitted to share it. The future is in labor's strong, rough hands.
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I will tell the truth wherever I please.
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I was born in revolution.
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Sometimes it seemed to me I could not look at those silent little figures that I must go north, to the grim coal fields, to the Rocky Mountain camps, where the labor fight is at least fought by grown men
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If they want to hang me, let them. And on the scaffold I will shout Freedom for the working class!
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