"Are you tired of living under the tyranny of capitalists? Then join the Equalists! For too long, the monied elite of this city have forced the proletariat to live as lower class citizens. Join Amon, and together we will tear down the plutocratic establishment!"
. . .
"My quest for equality began many years ago." Amon took the microphone and brought it close to his frozen expression. He started to slowly prowl the stage. "When I was a boy, my family and I lived on a small farm. We weren't rich. This made us easy targets for the bank who extorted my father. After a bad harvest, their thugs came to repossess our land. My father confronted them. But when he did, they took my family from me, and then they took my face. I've been forced to hide behind a mask ever since." Amon slowly counted to three in his head. It wouldn't do to hit his next mark too early. "As you know, the Avatar has recently arrived in Republic City."
Jeers filled the warehouse.
"And if she was here she would tell you that the division of the Four Nations brings balance to the world. But she is wrong. The only thing nationality has brought to the world is suffering. It is an excuse that the elites use to turn workers everywhere against one another! It is the lie that 'Fire' Lords and 'Earth' Kings use to prop themselves up in their golden palaces while orphans starve in the gutter. It has been the cause of every war in every era!
"But that is about to change..."