i a : WE MUST HAVE (alu GH, PUBLIC DOWNERSHIC Ue ko he Ez) y _—— 4 POST-WAG INDUSTAIAL EXPAN Sip w JESS and SECunity ——— ENTRANCE *spressed in this eiocSe of the writ- fiecessarily those S- 2 2 @ver Daily Prov- publish my let- ild like te answer ahl, president of siwanis Club. The nly Province of #.otes Mr. Don E. indinge Mr. Ed- S eriticism of the enment in an ad- Yancouver Kiwa- ahl blfmed Com- ice in Vancouver m of Mr. Ryan. I mmunist. In the Sember 4, 1944, ancis Chaloner, . Paul’s Hospital B.G., in a ietter criticizes Profes- rummond of the views on Russia the speech “and Mr. Ryan and Mr. dahi—“Keep His fiecan.” is “@s Chaloner says ‘lic opinion i: the 5 is not obsessed © = adulation of the Servience to the which so many Too bad we can- Wanada Canadian. B foolscap letter in 'of Russia! I am wer will be pleased : \rancis Chaloner’s § contained in his eScott of the Uni- # Relief and Reha- fministration, Ion- f= 2ptember 21, 1944, Port said 20 million miationals had been ?]iped in some other ho the dirty work, Can says that we ® Christian senti- arity, forgiveriess (Ger- rman Concentra- Vught, Holland, a € witness report- township was lib- of any new gangsters being al- lowed to loose their goon squads on the rest of us in the next 50 years at least. Perhaps he thinks that if we sent a bunch of sleazy lectures to “educate” some of the inter- all German-conquered lands were butchered. Ryan, Eng- dahl, Chaloner & Co. Ltd say nothing about this. : Russia saved us all from fas- cism. Russia has been a gal- lant allied friend of the United Nations. national Gapones, they ~ will F. DONOHUE. have such a pleasant effect on them, thgt when it becomes a é question of making war all the Education fascists will go into a huddle with their “profs? and, shud- Dear Sir: dering with distaste, issue a I see where one of our local manifesto on the blessings of university “experts” on world peace, “turning the other aifairs, from the department of modern languages (of all places), delivered himself of the fatuous pronouncement that Dumbarton Oaks is a “frame- up” on the part of the victors of the war. Who does this two-bit astrol- oger think he is? Wrinkling his delicate nose in his ivory- tower at the strong smell of life going on around (and be- yond) him, he quivers at the sound of the hammer blows be- cheek,” and the need for more universities (with departments of modern languages, of course). I think it would be a “good idea if we could take! the cot- ton wool in which these people wrap themselves to soften the oh, so harsh blows of real life, and €stuff it so far down. their delicate thoats that any séunds that do escape come out as blurred as their thinking is —DISGUSTED. ing delivered at the possibility UNITED NATIONS [3/:\(C4/G THOUGLE SHOOTER S,Z U.S-., BRITISH, “POLISH, YUGOSLAV AND GREEK AIRMEN OF THE UNITED NATIONS BALKAN AIRFORCE USE AIRFIELDS GUARDED today. SS HONOR POR INL THE FIRST GEORGE GROSS WON BY ANE: INDIAN WAS POSTHUMOUSLY AWARDED SUBEDAR SUBRAMANIAN WAO FLUNG AIMsELF ON A MINE IN ITALY TO SANE 51X COMRADES 7 WINNING TEAMVIOLHT IN A RAID ON THE ISLAND OF CHIGS i GREEK AND BRITISH COMMANDOS, UNDER § HE LEADERSHIP OF A GREEK COLONEL, DESTROYED 1B Q@ERMAN SHIPS WITHOUT : LOSING & MARZ 3 ’ Saturday, November 18, 1944 Page 5: s SSUPUCHNELLAENIEQESSERESE AERTS LUNUSESAEATUNEEATCAEEELED SATIRE Short Jabs by OF Bil APASSSUESAUAUEEAUELERUEETENAQUUEUGUCUSEYNNONECSNOFARsSCUUtVeUEoTAEEC CEES seersTA1ETITIITALIEULIFLATINETELYEYIENIT ME was when historical novels were considered to be such as dealt with lone past events in the ever-forward march of our race. Then = man was a blind creature of social forces which he did not understand as they buffeted shim about and only began to appreciate their signifi- cance lone after by placing events in historical perspective. ‘This is the case no longer. Historical novels are being written now, of events of today and their Meaning and consequences are understood. Man is. no longer a plaything of history to be knocked: hither and yon) he is now conscieusly making history. : ; This is why books like The Rainbow by Wanda Wasilewska, the Stalin prize novel of 1948, are being written, for The Rainbow is an historical novel in the true sense of the term. a = ; The author, is a war correspondent with the Red Army. What she does mot write of at first hand she has garnered from the lips of people who haye experienced the horrors of Nazi rule in. their own per- son. The cool, caleulated cycle of sadistic brutality practised by the Nazi so-called supermen, upon the women and children of the Ukrainian Village, where the scene of 7 story is laid, would be unbelievable but for indisputable evidence already documented and awaiting the day ot retribution. Joseph H.. Davies, U.S. ex-ambassador to the Soviet Union, says in the introduction, “The Rainbow describes only what the Germans did to one yillage in the Southern Ukraine, but anyone who has seen with his own eyes, as I did last year, the unforgettable ruins of Stalingrad, will not dispute the accuracy of the horror depicted here.” 7 - & : : HE story is a tribute to the part the women of the Soviet Union are playing in the struggle for the liberation of their country. Only. the most grouchy of misogynists would fail to get some inspiration - from the stoical bravery, the unyielding love of their country and the firm and passionate faith that their men in the Red Army and the partisans would return to rescue them from the Aryan blond beast, described by many of the women as “the sons of bitches.” “We will come back,” so the unprepared forces of democracy said as they retreated from their untenable positions. The British said it at Dunlirque, the Americans said it in the Philippines and the Russians said it as they moved eastward before the Nazi aggressors. They came , back, all of them and are still coming, The women of The Rainbow knew their men would be back.and what happened before they; returned is the burden of the story. : : Many sparkling passages throughout the book show the reader why it won the Stalin prize for literature in 1948. Like this one for in- stance, “Platon, father of Mishka—turned down by the Red Army ’ because he had lost two fingers in the last war. But the partisans don’t care how many fingers a man has.” e | the last war the Germans: sang a sone of hate. In this war they: do not sing of hate, but they are inspiring hhate.- It is a healthy hate, hatred of evil and its works, a quality in the breast of man which, in all ages, has saved the dignity of the race. This is the hate en- gendered in the hearts of the Ukrainian women and children of the village of The Rainbow. : : Amkino has made-a picture of the book and it will be shown at the Paradise Theater here, beginning on Monday. The picture pulls no punches, As far as a picture possibly can do, it reproduces faith- fully the whole content of the book. I have seen several reviews of the picture. ‘Some of the reviewers are afraid of this healthy hate. One Alton Cook, in the New York Telegram, writes: “Such hate is a terrifying thing to behold on a movie sereen. You sit wondering how many, generations it will take to restore Sanity to the poeple who want to shout such bitter venom about their temporary conquerors.” : : e = : NE wonders if that reviewer ,and others like him,’wondered in the the days before the war broke out, how many fenerations it would take Hitler to corrupt the German youth so that they could be made to hate all other peoples so much as to desire to make slaves of them. Did they wonder how many generations. of fascist rule would be neces- sary to deaden the souls of the German youth so that they could be made to commit the unbelievably inhuman atrocities proven against them in the Soviet Union, in Poland, in Greece, in Norway, in France and in Spain. I wonder if that tender-hearted reviewer, could write like that if he saw his sixshour old son deliberately shot through the head by a brute garbed in the uniform of a Nazi Kommandant, That kind of writing fits in with the advocacy of a gentle slap on the wrist to the Nazis as a punishment for their crimes against human- ity. The gentle answer that does not turn away wrath. I prefer Ilya Ehrenberg’s dictum, “We can’t afford pity.” E @ - THE Nazi ecruelties had been inflicted only on grown-ups they would have been bad enough. Hiven then excuse might have been found for them. But when they murder and torture children, infants, they put themselves beyond the limits of human consideration. In the book and the picture, you see some of this degraded sadism of these scum of hell inflicted on little bays and girls) When I read fhe burning words of Wanda Wasilewska I thought of one little fellow who is a particular pal of mine and of how he might have been one of those kiddies in The Rainbow. I hated the Nazis.as much as the Ukrainian women did. That little boy made it personal for me for he represented all other children. Again I say with Ehrenberg, “We can’t afford pity.” NE of the women, Fedosya, was sure that “In the villages where the Germans had left their mark, in streams of tears and blood, even for a single day, there would never in all eternity, from genera- tion to generation, be anyone disappointed with the Soviet government, anyone indifferent to it, anyone lazy or indolent.” In the final speech she makes, after the village has been cleared of the Nazi beasts, one would almost imagine she had been reading the passage in Steyenson’s Treasure Island where Lone John Silver shouts, “Them that dies will be the lucky ones.” For she says of the Nazis, ““Ihose who die will be getting off easy.” \ :