text_original: And beneath the Judaized plutocracy, the sublimated bourgeoisie, there the immemorial proletariat, I venture to guess, will roar on, endlessly tortured by its vain hatreds and envies, stampeded and made to tremble by its ancient superstitions, prodded and made miserable by its sordid and degrading hopes. It seems to me very likely that, in this proletariat, Christianity will continue to survive. It is nonsense, true enough, but it is sweet.
text_transcription: AND BENEATH THE JUDIAISED PLUTOCRACY THE SUBLIATED BOURGEOISIE THERE THE IMMEMORIAL PROLETARIAT I VENTURE TO GUESS WILL ROAR ON ENDLESSLY TORTURED BY ITS VAIN HATREDS AND ENVIES STAMPEDED AND MADE TO TREMBLE BY ITS ANCIENT SUPERSTITIONS PRODDED AND MADE MISERABLE BY ITS SORDID AND DEGRADING HOPES IT SEEMS TO ME VERY LIKELY THAT IN THIS PROLETARIAT CHRISTIANITY WILL CONTINUE TO SURVIVE IT IS NONSENSE TRUE ENOUGH BUT IT IS SWEET
phonemes: ænd bᵻnˌiːθ ðə dʒˈuːdeɪzd pluːtˈɑːkɹəsi, ðə sˈʌblᵻmˌeɪɾᵻd bˌʊɹʒwɑːzˈiː, ðɛɹ ðɪ ˌɪmɪmˈɔːɹɪəl pɹoʊltˈɛɹɪˌæt, aɪ vˈɛntʃɚ tə ɡˈɛs, wɪl ɹˈɔːɹ ˈɔn, ˈɛndləsli tˈɔːɹtʃɚd baɪ ɪts vˈeɪn hˈeɪtɹɪdz ænd ˈɛnviz, stæmpˈiːdᵻd ænd mˌeɪd tə tɹˈɛmbəl baɪ ɪts ˈeɪntʃənt sˈuːpɚstˈɪʃənz, pɹˈɑːdᵻd ænd mˌeɪd mˈɪzɹəbəl baɪ ɪts sˈɔːɹdɪd ænd dᵻɡɹˈeɪdɪŋ hˈoʊps. ɪt sˈiːmz tə mˌiː vˈɛɹi lˈaɪkli ðˈæt, ɪn ðɪs pɹoʊltˈɛɹɪˌæt, kɹˌɪstɪˈænᵻɾi wɪl kəntˈɪnjuː tə sɚvˈaɪv. ɪɾ ɪz nˈɑːnsəns, tɹˈuː ɪnˈʌf, bˌʌt ɪɾ ɪz swˈiːt.