In 1775, Hanover County elected Patrick Henry to be delegate to the Second Virginia Convention. The debate was over whether Virginia should adopt language from the Colony of Jamaica that stated their long list of grievances about the King of England, but it gave the king permission to veto any legislation that he didn’t support and it called for compromise between Virginia and the king.
Patrick Henry was not happy that many in Virginia were pushing for a compromise with the king and offered his own amendments to raise a militia because he knew that England was going to continue to violate their rights and that war was coming. Patrick Henry stood before the convention and gave a passionate speech that we now know today as “Give Me Liberty or Give Me Death”. The amendments ended up passing narrowly because of that speech, but many were still concerned where this defiance stance against the king would lead them. Less than a month after this speech, “the shot heard around the world” happened in Concord and war between the colonies and British forces broke out in Concord and Lexington.
Patrick Henry’s attitude is the attitude that all American patriots need to have. Once again we are being oppressed by a king, except this time it’s not a king overseas but the king that we elected. No, it’s not only Joe Biden that is acting like a king, it’s the entire system. It’s both parties. For too long we have sat back quietly and allowed the system that we created to subvert our rights, from them shutting down our businesses due to a virus to mandates that are not based in reality but about control to parents that are concerned about what their children are taught in schools being accused of being domestic terrorists. We have put up with far more from our own government than anything we dealt with with England.
Let this year be the year that we once again declare our independence, not with violence but by simply refusing to say no. No, I will not comply to your unconstitutional mandates. No, I will not comply next time you try to shut my business down because of a virus. No, I will not prove that I’m vaccinated to be able to participate in society. No, I will not sit down and shut up while you repeatedly violate our rights, rights that don’t come from you the government but rights that come directly from my Creator. This year declare your Independence and let come what may.
Full text of Patrick Henry’s “Give me Liberty or Give Me Death” speech below:
“No man thinks more highly than I do of the patriotism, as well as abilities, of the very worthy
gentlemen who have just addressed the House. But different men often see the same subject in
different lights; and, therefore, I hope it will not be thought disrespectful to those gentlemen if,
entertaining as I do opinions of a character very opposite to theirs, I shall speak forth my
sentiments freely and without reserve. This is no time for ceremony. The question before the House
is one of awful moment to this country. For my own part, I consider it as nothing less than a
question of freedom or slavery; and in proportion to the magnitude of the subject ought to be the
freedom of the debate. It is only in this way that we can hope to arrive at truth, and fulfill the great
responsibility which we hold to God and our country. Should I keep back my opinions at such a
time, through fear of giving offense, I should consider myself as guilty of treason towards my
country, and of an act of disloyalty toward the Majesty of Heaven, which I revere above all earthly
Mr. President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes
against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this
the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of
the number of those who, having eyes, see not, and, having ears, hear not, the things which so
nearly concern their temporal salvation? For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am
willing to know the whole truth; to know the worst, and to provide for it.
I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no
way of judging of the future but by the past. And judging by the past, I wish to know what there has
been in the conduct of the British ministry for the last ten years to justify those hopes with which
gentlemen have been pleased to solace themselves and the House. Is it that insidious smile with
which our petition has been lately received? Trust it not, sir; it will prove a snare to your feet. Suffer
not yourselves to be betrayed with a kiss. Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our
petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land.
Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we shown ourselves so
unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to win back our love? Let us not deceive
ourselves, sir. These are the implements of war and subjugation; the last arguments to which kings
resort. I ask gentlemen, sir, what means this martial array, if its purpose be not to force us to
submission? Can gentlemen assign any other possible motive for it? Has Great Britain any enemy, in
this quarter of the world, to call for all this accumulation of navies and armies? No, sir, she has none.
They are meant for us: they can be meant for no other. They are sent over to bind and rivet upon us
those chains which the British ministry have been so long forging. And what have we to oppose to
them? Shall we try argument? Sir, we have been trying that for the last ten years. Have we anything
new to offer upon the subject? Nothing. We have held the subject up in every light of which it is
capable; but it has been all in vain. Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication? What
terms shall we find which have not been already exhausted? Let us not, I beseech you, sir, deceive
ourselves. Sir, we have done everything that could be done to avert the storm which is now coming
on. We have petitioned; we have remonstrated; we have supplicated; we have prostrated ourselves
before the throne, and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the ministry
and Parliament. Our petitions have been slighted; our remonstrances have produced additional
violence and insult; our supplications have been disregarded; and we have been spurned, with
contempt, from the foot of the throne! In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of
peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free– if we mean to
preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending–if we
mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which
we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be
obtained–we must fight! I repeat it, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of hosts is
all that is left us!
They tell us, sir, that we are weak; unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall
we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed,
and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? Shall we gather strength by irresolution
and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance by lying supinely on our backs and
hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot? Sir, we
are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our
power. The millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that
which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us. Besides, sir, we
shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and
who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to
the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire
it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our
chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable–and
let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come.
It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace– but there is no peace.
The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash
of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that
gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the
price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but
as for me, give me liberty or give me death!” – “Give me liberty or give me death”, Patrick Henry 1775