We all were dead. All of us were convinced that we were on our way to the fishes. Funny that even among the dead these fine distinctions of rank and … - B. Traven
" "We all were dead. All of us were convinced that we were on our way to the fishes. Funny that even among the dead these fine distinctions of rank and class do not cease to exist. I wonder what goes on night and day beneath the surface of a cemetery, particularly in the cemeteries of Boston, San Francisco, and Philadelphia.
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About B. Traven
(Bruno Traven in some accounts, born 23 February 1882 in Schwiebus, died 26 March 1969 in Mexico City) was the pen name of a presumably German novelist, whose real name, nationality, date and place of birth and details of biography are all subject to dispute. One of the few certainties about Traven's life is that he lived for years in Mexico, where the majority of his fiction is also set—including (1927). The film adaptation of the same name won three Academy Awards in 1948.
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Robert Bek-gran
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Hal Croves
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Ret Marut
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Richard Maurhut
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Traven Torsvan
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Fred Gaudet
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Fred Mareth
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Bruno Marhut
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Red Marut
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Rex Marut
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Robert Marut
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Fred Maruth
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Goetz Öhly
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Anton Raderscheidt
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Wilhelm Scheider
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Jacob Torice
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B. T. Torsvan
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Berick Traven Torsvan
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Traves Torsvan
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Heinrich Otto Becker
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Adolf Rudolf Feige
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Herman Albert Otto Max Feige
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Otto Feige
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T. Torsvan
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Otto Wienecke
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Bruno Traven
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Albert Otto Max Wienecke
Alternative Names:
Torsvan
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Berick Torsvan
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Bernhard Traven Torsvan
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Torsvan Croves
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Traven
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Why passports? Why immigration restriction? Why not let human beings go where they wish to go, North Pole or South Pole, Russia or Turkey, the States or Bolivia? Human beings must be kept under control. They cannot fly like insects about the world into which they were born without being asked. Human beings must be brought under control, under passports, under finger-print registrations. For what reason? Only to show the omnipotence of the state, and of the holy servant of the state, the bureaucrat. Bureaucracy has come to stay. It has become the great and almighty ruler of the world. It has come to stay to whip human beings into discipline and make them numbers within the state. With foot-printings of babies it has begun; the next stage will be the branding of registration numbers upon the back, properly filed, so that no mistake can be made as to the true nationality of the insect. A wall has made China what she is today. The walls all nations have built up since the war for democracy will have the same effect. Expanding markets and making large profits are a religion. It is the oldest religion perhaps, for it has the best-trained priests, and it has the most beautiful churches; yes, sir.
The worker who has a job feels superior to a worker who is without one. Workers are not at all as chummy toward each other as some people think when they see them marching with red flags to Union Square and getting noisy about a paradise in Russia. Workers might have a big word in all affairs were it not for the middle-class ideas they can't shake off. The one who makes the delicate parts of an engine feels superior to the man who stands before a lathe making bolts by the ten thousand. And the man at the lathe feels superior to the poor Czech who gathers up the scraps from the floor and carries them in a wheelbarrow to the back-yard.
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