﻿Nothing but All of It. 
Three months ago a six hour-day, five day week, would have cured the depression in one week. up 
Not so today. 
Since then one-million sets of fingers slipped from the greasy ledge and then owners fell in the soup. 
As the seasons thicken more will fall and closer together. But no matter what happens the remedy lies in a shorter workday. 
Labor is slow—always late. Today when she is reconciled to a six-hour day the change will not cure the depression—it is like putting sulpho-napthol on a wooden leg to cure the bloodpoisoning that was—its like running to catch a train that left three months ago. 
As inexhorrible time speeds onward, three-hour day will not cure the depression — it will now. 
The next three months shall see myriads of businessmen, professionals, clerics etc. drawn into the vortex of unemployment —the while labor remains unorganized—the while these same buck organization of labor. 
When a snake of the proportions of capitalism bites a man he better not cauterize the wound next week.— Not only must be cauterize the bite right now but he must so organize as to cauterize the snake too. 
Nothing in the snake’s record would indicate that it won’t bite twice, thrice or ten dozen limits, if given the chance. 
Even The Holy Bible, conservative as it is, warns you it is your duly to kill the snake— the writer had capitalism under its various alias’ in mind when he said it—the snake was merely a symbol of treachery. 
John C. Publix. 
Theory Versus Practice: 
Short-winded thinkers have described capitalism as of being “greed”. Bless you, my children, greed is almost a sublime passion compared to treason, threachery, batrayaI and deceit, capitalism’s stock in trade—after that fellows murder, third-degree, sabotage and greed, in order named—greed is merely its “wish”. 
Treason is it lowest accomplishment; its last and sorriest deed. Internationalization of it is to make treachery worldwide, to point: “Police Commissioner Waldo thought to stop precinct captains grafting in saloons, gambling houses and disorderly houses by organizing a special squad to look out for such places throughout the city”. (New York. 1912). “He put Becker at the head of it, and thus made a city wide graft instead of precinct graft possible.”— Former Gov. Whitman in N. Y. Sun., July 16, 1932. 
Am ‘lright?— 
Just try each day be so behaved 
That none in you shall be betrayed— 
But organize your will to right 
So that all wrong shall run or fight. 
For verily betrayals vice 
And kills the good not once but twice; 
As; human nature suffer must 
And its betrayer bite the dust. 
A battle isn’t half so bad, 
Its something gained and something had. 
A victory for right is Just, 
Defeat is for to how to lust. 
A two-times sinner is the gent. 
That stores but virtue in his tent; 
A two-times loser is the guy, 
That stakes his future on a lie. 
(The law is very, very old: 
All benefits are manifold). 

Be born at age 21— 
A lady telling about the miracles her husband performs; “The worst of it is when he beats ‘em, he kills ‘em: hee positively murders ‘em.— (I could see the other lady’s eyes shine with approval; wishing she hail a he-man to protect her from children.) 
Moral: If you are a pacifist, don’t make ‘em —keep your eye on that he-man too. 

Despite the fact that human generosity hath not yet reached the state when it could accept and put into effect the idealism of barbarism, “if thou havest two guns give one to thy neighbor who hath none”, the sympathetic chords have been touched sufficiently to cause u “two-shirt man” to hang one up to dry, nor give a damn who it fits. 
The bonus-veterans are earning their miserable dollars the second or third time.