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Oh! Sweei Silence
(or)
Why | Became.a Hermit

Oh! Sweet is the music of silence,
The music I love to hear,

Insteac of the constant clamor —
Assailiny the human ear,

Oh! Give me the soit low sighing
Of tree tops by breezes caressed.
And you can have all your cities,
The bright lights and all the rest,

Give me the peaceiul setting
Of a camp on a moc .
Where the silence is seldom broken,
Where no man has been before,

I can no longer stand the noise,

My nerves are raw from end to end,
If surcease I can find,

May black curtain of night descend,

To music I like to listen,

It soothes my savage breast.
But the constant advertising
Befouleth all the rest,

Be cursed that bug-eyed button—
(It has its uses, ’tis true),

But I cannot stand the hawking
Of somebody’s yeasty brew,

They would sneer at the ancient beggar
Who lifted his hand for alms,

3 But they step right into your living room ‘
And peddle their wares with psalms:

“This soap will banish your wrinkles,”
“These pills are good for your gas,”
“My tobacco is the purest ever.”

“Our tissue is kind to your — (face?)”

it shore,

‘Why do I make this firm resolve
To shun the haunts of fellow man;
Forego what comforts I have known,
_Renounce the kinship of my clan?

“On the first day of Christmas
My true love GAVE to me,”
“Come hither with thy pocket book
And hearken to my plea,”

“You need not pay till later,

Just put it on the line,”

“If you haven’t got the wherewithal,
Go borrow it; just sign,”

I will take no transistor with me
My patience could not stand,

PS My craving—perfect solitude,
x. I’ve searched through all the land,
a There is a cave awaiting,

My presence there is due,

I’ll stay till after Christmas—
The year will then be new,

The bat call is inaudible,
My spirit there will lift,
Besides, they do not advertise
To change the Christmas gift,

irst thing last Monday morn-
i ing, just as the PT staff was
Settling down to the week’s work,
f) ® Visitor brought us a Friendship
Tee, In many respects it is just
ke a Christmas Tree, except
hat instead of tinsel, balls, stars,
te. it’s decorated by the word
Peace” — written in many lan-
ages
Olors,

in a great variety of

The visitor was Mrs, Margaret

“PPS and the tree had been pre-

ared by her pupils (ranging in

S€ from about seven to ten, she

©ld us) all of whom are members

_~ the New Westminster and Bur-
“by Children’s Art Class,

_The children had wanted to find
me way of contributing in their
fashion to the zause of inter-
ationalism—and hit upon the
°vel idea of preparing the
Tiendship Tree and placing itin
he pp office,

—Bard of Saanichton, .

The Friendship Tree

Along with the tree came a
home made card, It too was in-
scribed with the word “Peace”
and contained the following mes-
sage:

“To the Pacific Tribune, This
is a Friendship Tree we have
made for you and for children
(sic!) all over the world, Happy
and Peaceful New Year from
Maureen Hamilton, Sandra H.,,
Wendy Winstanley, Linda Chobo-
tuck, Jimmy D,, Michael K,,
Peter Turner, Mike Parker,
Mark P,, Buddy Winstanley, Roy
Ge

We are deeply honored that, in
the minds of these children, the
PT and internationalism are syn-
onomous, We will strive to justify
this faith and confidence,

To each one of you children;
Thank you, and may you have a
joyous Christmas and may you
never know any but a peaceful
world,

J. Edgar Hoover exp

The FBI Nobody Knows, by
Warren Cook. Published by Collier-
Macmillan. Price $7.15.

Id creepy Karpis, designated

by J, Edgar Hoover himself
as ‘‘Public Rat Number 1,’’ is
on the loose. The word comes
that he is hiding in New Or-
leans, The raid is organized,
All is ready, The apartment is
staked and Hoover himself flies
in from Washington to make the
pinch,

Why Hoover himself? Because
it is already 1936 and Hoover,
who has been in the business
since 1919, has just had to con-
fess to a senate committee that
he himself has never made an
arrest,

Meanwhile, back in New Or-
leans, the Feds are organized to
barge in on Karpis and to shoot
it out. The plans change. The
door of the apartment opens
and Karpis calmly walks out to
his car, but the Feds cannot
shoot because a youngster
comes riding by on his bike, By
the time the youngster is out
of the way Karpis is in his car,
Hoover steps up, grabs Karpis,
and the game is over,

But not quite! No one re-
membered to bring handcuffs!
One resourceful agent takes off
his tie and binds the prisoner.

‘To the post-office,’’ shouts
Hoover, After they turn the cor-
ner Hoover asks the driver if
he knows the shortest way, The
driver explains he doesn’t know
where the post office is.

Public Rat Number 1 speaks
up: ‘*Mr., Hoover, if you mean

the new post office, I know
where it is because I was just
going to rob it.’* Thus ends the
saga of Creepy Karpis; but the
FBI goes on to greater heights,

In a methodical way, The FBI
Nobody Knows traces the his-
tory and development of the
U.S. secret police, and of its
creator, J, Edgar Hoover,

Hoover hates women, flashy,
clothes, people with sweaty
hands, anyone who doesn’t love
the FBI,

He has dedicated his life and
career to combatting the ‘‘inter-
national conspiracy of world
Bolshevism to subvert the U.S?’
By his own admission he had
been spectacularly unsuccess-
ful. The menace grows as each
budget appropriation hearing
comes along,

Cook’s study is not a super-
ficial retelling of vignettes, but
a thoughtful, documented study
of the American secret police
and its power and threat.

There is humor in reading
about the gesticulations and
idiosyncrasies of Hoover and
his boys and the temptation
arises to subtitle the book: The
FBI Nobody Knows, or How I
Learned to Stop Worrying and
Began to Love the Fuzz, But
tragedy stalks the humor, like
the ‘*humor’’ of a strutting lit-
tle man with a funny mustache
and weird hairdo who once
ruled Germany,

Slick and cunning public re-
lations have given the Amer-

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—J. Edgar Hoover

ican people an image of the-
FBI as a gang-busting, dedica-~
ted organization on the side of
justice fighting crime,

Cook conveys another picture
— the thought police, the in-
strument of American reaction,
a powerful body with man-
power, money, scientific facili-
ties, an index system and mas-
Sive fingerprint collection. It is
able to spy on obscure univer-
sity professors, able to estab-
lish an elaborate stool-pigeon
setup in progressive circles —
yet absolutely impotent in rela-
tion to organized crime, It knew
nothing of the Mafia of Cosa
Nostra. It cannot infiltrate
white citizens’ councils or any
fascist-like organizations, It is
unable to solve the church
bombings in the south, or count-
less other acts of terror.

Cook’s revelations come as no -
surprise to progressive persons,
The value of the book is that
he documents and proves his
revelations, —Rae Murphy

Soviet scientists criticized

cientists in the USSR are

determined to end the Cin-
derella status of Soviet genetics,
to judge from recent press
articles, The Soviet Union still
does not have an institute of
genetics, Dr, S, Alikhanyan; of
the Kurchatov Atomic Energy
Institute, told a recent round
table conference on biology,
sponsored by Literary Gazette,

‘What is the expanation? Sim-
ply that the theory of genes has
all the time been branded as an
‘jdealist and reactionary inven-
tion.”

The total absence of a Soviet
journal of genetics, in whichcur-
rent research could be published,
has been deplored by Prof, D,
Belyayev of theSiberian branch of
the Academy of Sciences, writing
in Pravda,

He blamed the harmful effects
of the cult of Stalin’s personality
for Soviet backwardness in the
field of genetics, In 1948 the Lenin
Academy of Agriculture, he re-
called, had declared genetics a
“bourgeois pseudo-science,”

Academician Lysenko, who was
the leading figure in the 1948
decisions and still heads the bi-
ology section of the Soviet Aca-
demy of Sciences, has always
insisted on the predominant in-
fluence of environment in de-
termining heredity,

He has always bitterly op-
posed methods of accelerating
heredity changes by chemical
or other interference in the mu-
tation of genes,

As a result of his influence
the hybrid varieties of maize,

developed and successfully used
in other countries, were not
adopted in the Soviet Union,

Dr, V, Efroimson told the
Literary Gazette conference that
this did the Soviet Union “colos-
sal damage in the years after
1955, when maize was sown over
immense areas.”

“The time has come to serious-
ly consider the methods and
forms of struggle between differ-
ent trends in science,” said Prof,
Kedrov, And he charged Mikhail
Olshansky, president ofthe Lenin
Academy of Agriculture, with
“unceremoniously sticking
labels” on his opponents,

Recently the editors of Kom-
somolskaya Pravda accused Ol-
shansky of trying to “stamp ov
new ideas by administrative
measures,”

The Academy, said the Young
Communist newspaper, hushed
up the achievements of scien-
tists holding other views and
“concentrated all its efforts on
working out any idea of Acade-
mician Lysenko,”

Nikita Khrushchov frequently
held up Lysenko as an example
to Soviet agriculturalists,

The current discussion was
foreshadowed earlier ina Pravda
review of the work of the Soviet
Academy of Sciences, in which its
president, Mstyslav. Keldysh,
said:

“Particular attention must be
paid to biology, which is exert-
ing an increasing influence on
developments in farming, medi-
cine and the food industry,

“Major successes in evolving
new plant varieties are unthink-
able -without using the achieve-
ments of biochemistry, cytology
and plant physiology,”

Readers left clueless

ast week’s issue of the PT

L. carried a story on Page 9,

headed “The tragedy of MM,”

This was a book review which

we reprinted from our sister

Paper on the U,S, west coast,
People’s World,

Unfortunately, it turned out to
be a book review in which the
name of the book in question
wasn’t even mentioned, The rea-
son for this was that the lead

Paragraph which contained the
necessary information was in--
advertently dropped,

The name of the book is “The
Films of Marilyn Monroe,” It is
edited by Michael Conway and
Mark Ricci and is available upon
request at the People’s Co-op
Book Store,

Oh yes—we apologize,

December 18, 1964—PACIFIC TRIBUNE—Page 9