﻿prevailing therein—complete knowledge always on tap. Few workers indeed wish to undertake prolonger study as to the griefs and “beefs” of their trade or craft in remote industries and would rather deal with the things with which they are familiar—industrially. Furthermore industrial unionism resolves the matter into direct question between one union and one employer and not as now one union against 937 employers—subject to the vagaries of several other trades or crafts working in each of the several industries; all contracts expiring on separate dates and all such card-bearers expiring without the nescessary 15 cents ferry fare across the River Styx to the Nirvanah beyond… 
Looks bad boys! I guess we’ll have to swim for it unless the workingclass gets ultra-modern suddenly and joins the Industrial Workers of the World, to help put water wings on the boss. 
Dearth of boating life almost persuades me to enter politics and discuss the weird and wolly performances of public servants… 
I behold a can-shaker taking up collection for some worthy objection, on a windy day 
What tryng times! 
I observe a young lady approaching, digging into her purse, in the face of the wind—for she had observed from the distance that the young can-shaker was of marriageable age. 
Girls are that way—helpful—in these trying times 
Whereas, had I been the can-shaker she would probably want to take me out and drown me. 
Well, if nobody wants the presidency—I’ll take it