﻿I have here in before offered few remarks anent busted planks so in all fairness it is up to me to give a concrete example: 
This is a political state of democratic persuasin in republican form and when we countenance in it unrestricted, selfappointed industrial autocracy that is a busted plank in the side of the “ship of state.” I hope that one is sufficient but I have no doubt, if we look around we will find a few kingposts, stanchions and beams in bad shape and the chime seam open... 
Yessir, boys and girls of the workingclass, id the boss saw you eating a cutrate, 46 cent steak he would begin to think he is getting careless in money matters and if he couldn’t fins in his books how you got that 46 cents he would accuse you of robbing the poor-box—and a 46 cent steak is strong evidence in any po-lice court—-he expects you to live on grass and weeds from your garden and drink “lots of water.” 
Say, if something isn’t done about this dam depression it will crystalize into character and become chronic. True enough F. D. R. pulled some new skin over it but the pus is still present: Steamshovels are turning handsprings. Steamboats jumpping from wave to wave. Railroad trains screetching night and day. Houses vacant. (Sloan says build) Town’s deserted wrecked. Cities anemic. States beggars... No body making money but industrial and financial buzzard Newly-weds moving in with pappy in law—he has little left from 1900; the old nickle squeeser.