﻿If You Can’t Get A Job, Get A Business 
By T-BONE SLIM 
 
“Credit makes enemies.” If so credit makes wars. 
Our bankers are busy making wars and we are just foolish enough to fight them (the wars) for them. They never fight our wars. 
But be it. said in our favor that we will not. fight their wars unless they first paint them in glowing colors. Who wouldn’t fight for a pretty picture! 
“Humanity,” and “Save my mother’s picture from the shells”—we are tender hearted that way. 

“Mother helps her jobless son establish jelly-jam factory.” 
Just one jam after another! 
Women who complain “my boy can’t get a job” should bend an ear to these manufacturing considerations, but they should also consider that this can happen only in the Bronx. 
Heretofore busted citizens always started chicken farms or oyster beds instead of joining the I.W.W., but I would like to point out the opportunities are numerous, i.e., anything that will make the saliva run—although I must confess Borden’s Jumbo Ice Cream Cone in Flushing’s Main street is closed and I had to drink beer, damnit. 
 
U think FDR is two terms ahead of his time. He seems to be able to make himself clear. In a late address, with several “mikes” paying strict attention, he stressed economic democracy. He’s got something there! 

Horse-feeds are not desireable food for humans; lookit what happened to the horse—it got fired. 

There’s nothing the matter with the American people except that they ain’t eating. It will take at least two square meals in succession before they can chirrup—not liquids, I mean. 

Militarism the world over is merely a means to a livelihood; its uses are varied—not often praiseworthy. In this age of intelligence its presence seems out of place; it’s a throwback to the despotisms of old. 

Both candidates for the office of governor of New York favor “good housing.” This shows an exceptional insight into the advantages of shelter against the elements, whatever hey be; but at the same time I would point out, the outlook from under bridges is more comprehensive. 

Just at present our hero (T-Bone Slim) is campaigning for a job in New York City. The job isn’t much, a scow or a barge, but I must say the pleas of T-Bone Slim are every bit as loud, misleading, and hysterical as those of the political candidates. 
We do not know as to whether Slim will be elected and, forsooth, it does seem as if he is tempting fate, employment conditions being what they are. 

A movement has been set afoot to run Tom Mooney of San Quenton for governor of California, regardless. California might do worse. Up to the present California’s chief executives have been torn between conflicting interests and not much progress has been made. California most certainly cannot afford to continue longer such dog fights in the breasts of its governors. Los Angeles and San Francisco newspapers have been stone blind to this condition that is sweeping upon them like an avalanche; all because of indecision in Sacramento. 
The state of the Golden Gate has had opportunities to elect progressive governors but always she negIected to avail herself of those opportunities and always, always she had to kick her governors out after trying them out one term. 
Truly this latest move has a promise for the state that will bring her out of the doldrums; for Tom Mooney is a man of great decision and perseverance. 
P.S. Would suggest that Warren Billings be run for lieutenant governor.