War, the World’s Only Hygiene – Marinetti



We s, who for over two years, scorned by the Lame and Paralyzed, have glorified the love of danger and , praised patriotism and , the hygene of the world, are happy to finally experience this great hour of , while the foul tribe of pacifists huddles dying in the deep cellars of the ridiculous palace at The Hague.

We have recently had the pleasure of fighting in the streets with the most fervent adversaries of the , and shouting in their faces our firm beliefs:

  1. All liberties should be given to the individual and the collectivity, save that of being codly.
  2. Let it be proclaimed that the word should prevail over the word Freedom.
  3. Let the tiresome memory of Roman greatness be cancelled by an Italian greatness a hundred times greater.

For us today, has the shape and power of a fine Dreadnought battleship with its squadron of torpedo-boat islands. Proud to feel that the marital fervor throughout the Nation is equal to ours, we urge the Italian government, at last, to magnify all the national ambitions, disdaining the stupid accusations of piracy, and proclaim the birth of Panitalianism.

poets, painters, sculptors, and musicians of ! As long as the lasts let us set aside our verse, our brushes, scapels, and orchestras! The red holidays of genius have begun! There is nothing for us to admire today but the dreadful symphonies of the shrapnels and the mad sculptures that our inspired artillery molds among the masses of the enemy.

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