I’m sorry to hear that comrade. We must hold capitalists and all their enablers accountable for every social murder. If you want to read a good work of someone struggling with this exact fact I highly recommend Connolly’s “The Re-Conquest of Ireland” which is essentially him spelling out the daily and yearly death-toll and infanticide of capitalism with statistics that barely conceal a burning fury. That was at a brief time when he really was trying to approach things from a more reform oriented argument, not in action, but in the sense of how he was trying to reach people. A friend of his wrote the forward to it or Labor in Irish History a few years after his execution and spelled it out that Connolly viewed every moment these types of social murders occurred as unacceptable, each one weighed on him heavily and eventually not doing the Rising became tantamount to infanticide for him. Tragic as his fate was, it is a good example of how brutal the weight of this shit is.

Never lose that righteous anger, I know you don’t need me telling you that, but for everyone else, just keep that in your hearts.

Here is Robert Lynd’s introduction

To Connolly Dublin was in one aspect a vast charnel-house of the poor. He quotes figures showing that in 1908 the death-rate in Dublin City was 23 per 1,000 as compared with a mean death-rate of 15.8 in the seventy-six largest English towns. He then quotes other figures showing that, while among the professional and independent classes of Dublin children under five die at a rate of 0.9 per i ,000 of the population of the class, the rate among the labouring poor is 27.7. To acquiesce in conditions such as are revealed in these figures is to be guilty of something like child murder. And to Connolly capitalist society as he saw its effects in Ireland was simply organised child- murder. We endure such things because it is the tradition of comfortable people to endure them. But it would be impossible for any people that had had its social conscience awakened to endure them for a day. Connolly was the pioneer of the social conscience in Ireland. He was, like many pioneers, rude and destructive in some of his methods. But let those blame him who have realised with the same passion of unselfishness the lot of the poor child born into an inheritance of not enough food, not enough clothes, not enough warmth, not enough light, not enough air, not enough laughter, not enough cleanliness, not enough of anything except hunger and sickness and funerals. Connolly gave up his life to the fight with the evil conditions which exacted this tribute of human victims. His death was a prophecy of the liberation of an earth which only a system of imperialism and capitalism — aided, to be sure, by the Devil — keeps from being a home of kings and heroes and golden plenty.