﻿Learn About Militancy From Women 
By T-BONE SLIM 
 
Undeclared wars and declared peace, huh? 
How do you reconcile these two with honor to both? You don’t. Organized peace is sole tranquility worthy of praise. 
Stink with another name isn’t perfume. 
Wars do not depend on nationality—’both are the result of capitalism. 

Don’t waste time curing corns if your shoes are tight, people might think you silly; ‘n that’s quite a come-down—from the pedestal to the sepulchre. 
Organize, rather, a wake for capitalism and witness both war and nationalism pine. 
What show has “declared peace” with organized war? None whatsoever, no more so than has undeclared war with organized peace. It seems the word organization is the determininb factor in the quarrels of mankind. Are you organized? 

Capitalism itself is a mild form of witlessness and makes for countless minor aberations; it’s distinctly jittery and insecure . . . 
How about stretching the shoes a little bit so that we can walk once more? Count your bunions. 
Promoted? 
Gen. Meretskoff, pitching for the Bears of Kremlin, was sent to the showers . . . 
A. A. Zhdanoff likewise was relieved for advising Blitzkrieg that didn’t blitz— neither did it Krieg. 
Rumor has it that Otto Kuusinen has been promoted from earth to heaven. (Heaven not heard from.) 
The goodly Commie Kuusinen had advised the Kremlin that Finland “is a pushover.” 
Gen. Meretskoff was ousted because he undertook to blitzkrieg without sufficient preparation. Quite right, me hearties, he should have waited at least 20 years more, and then not tried it. 

Star of Battle-le-hem offers soup to all. Religious front is all set to cure the economic angles of war—they are calling for spirit, Shipwreck Kelly and One-Eyed Connolly. Hope they aren’t being coaxed to the shambles! 
Hereafter painters will do our pipefitting and patients cure the doctors, in the name of a freelance profit system. 
For cripes sake, organize industrially, else the Arabs will get you and you’ll have to subsist on locusts, centipedes and caterpillers. 
Trust no-man nuttier than yourself. 
When the Pope, Churches of Christ and Israel have settled the European and Asiatic wars, I hope they will lend their energies to the settlement of our unemployment problem—ere they lose their shirts. 

Whatever women are between times, at a garden party they are supberb. But when they are organized, the greater portion of them are more heroic than men. I would not deign to describe them “shrinking flowers” in the first case, as many another man with head bowed and bloody will confess. Sailors are possibly the nearest approach to the militancy that is woman. 
Nonchalance, energy, and fury is there, for women take a serious slant not so much at the state of the republic but at the state of the pantry; at the state of the immediate needs, not the state of the future grandeur. And the appeasement better be prompt and satisfactory. 
And white and red and yellow and brown and black will stand together with no urge to escape—a tremendous force of economic health, a challenge against the exploiters of mankind. 
Men may be able to guard against sell-outs and far-flung machinations of employer skullduggery, however disguised with soothing saps, frankensense, myrrh, or bone-ease, but in the final analysis woman is underlying principle and driving force of a successful resistance.