﻿Politicians in the preservation of the parasites system cure economic maladjustments with flame-throwers, flit-guns… “Seat!”—hokus—pokus, presto, pronto. 
They have no other remedy—a pair od crutches for “decoration.” (Gimme a cartoon on that)— 
They tell me the only reason cannibals began eating preachers (5th Column) was because they (the wild men) ran out of Mrs. Wagners Pie—nothing to it that “the ministers are better eating”; just emergency fodder, till something better falls in the net. Same hold true to the present day buck-baiting. 
Greed is root of all money… 
Failure of the League of Nations to cut the mustard was before hand best known to the fathers of the idea; also during and after the fact. All that was hoped of it was the boltstering of the then extant monopolistic knaveries, two-by-four as they were, and a sort of recessional time-out; which later resolved coconuts in a hurricane but spreads out like dandelions and mushrooms after the spring floods. 
Workingclass seems to be sulking in its tent. 
This seems strange inasmuch as each member has a sphere of influence in which no other member can function as well or fully—it is idle to say “some one will tend to it”—no one else can—others might cross that sphere but not cover it; hence, the weak spot in the armor of our defence. These spheres are interlocking and to get 100 per cent unionism in the fabric of emancipation, action must be had from all workers—no man is better, no man is worse—each has a field in which to function. 
Cover that field and you have done well! 
Cover the field in which your influence is best. 
Greatest problem of the workingclass is selfpreservation and conservationand present condition of the greater portion of the workingclarr indicates past efforts to drive the wolf from the door have been unequal to the occasion (Some one has been sitting-out the dance and others weren’t at the dance at all.