Speed the day By JOE WALLACE There’ll be singing in the cities Bye and bye, There will be no rich to yoke us, There will be no smog to choke us, There'll be singing in the cities Bye and bye. There’ll be singing in the cities Bye and bye, And the bells in every steeple Will salute the marching people— We'll be marching there together, You and I. s Won’t somebody please put that. to music? It practically sings itself as you read it. How about it, composers professional and ama- teur? In the battle for the future life, as well as in our daily lives, we must sing in order to “swing”! * * * An American union paper ruefully remarks that nowadays it’s hard to believe that the U.S. was founded as a protest against taxa- tion. Or, we might add, as a revolution against colonialism. * * * A USS. senator is quoted as saying that “progress, American style, adds up each year to 200 million tons of smoke and fumes, 7,000,000 junked cars, 20 million tons of paper, 48 billion cans and 28 billion bottles.” He forgot to add the millions of junked people and the myriads of fond dreams that go up in smoke. (Also, by the way, please note that most of the paper is from Canadian forests, the nickel and much of the other minerals were mined in Canada, and also that we get a great deal of the U.S. pollution through the poisoning of the Great Lakes—not to say of the airwaves.) %* / * * “4 A most atrocious pun has been perpetrated by Henry Meyer in a letter to us, and we’re passing it on only because it hits Tricky Dick a smack: “In 1971 President Nixon continues to suffer from chronic parHANOIa.” : * * * Lil Ilomaki has given us several items for possible publication, including the following “pome” entitled Psychedelirium Tremens by Jane Goodsell: Remember when hippie meant big in the hips, And a trip involved travel in cars, planes and ships? When pot was a vessel for cooking things in, And hooked was what Grandmother’s rug might have been. When fix was a verb that meant mend or repair, And be-in meant simply existing somewhere? When neat meant well organized, tidy and clean, And grass was a ground cover, normally green? When lights and not people were switched on and off, And the pill might have been what you took for a cough? When camp meant to quarter outdoors in a tent. And pop was what the weasel went? When groovy meant furrowed -with channels and hollows, And birds were winged creatures like robins and swallows? When fuzz was a substances that’s fluffy like lint, And bread came from bakeries, not from the mint? When square meant a 90-degree angled form, And cool was a temperature not quite warm? When roll meant.a bun and rock was a stone, And hang-up was something you did to a phone? When chicken meant poultry, and bag meant a sack And junk, trashy cast-offs and old bric-a-brac? When jam was preserves that you spread on your bread, And crazy meant balmy, not quite right in the head? When cat was a feline, a kitten grown up, And tea was a liquid you drank from a cup? . When swinger was someone who swung in a swing, And pad was a soft sort of cushiony thing? When way out meant distant and far, far away, And a man couldn’t sue you for calling him gay? When dig meant to shovel and spade in the dirt, And put-on was what you would. do with a shirt? When tough described meat too unyielding to chew, And making a scene was a rude thing’ to do? Words once so sensible, sober and serious, Are making the freak scene like psychedelirious. It’s groovy, man, groovy, but English it’s not, Methinks that the language has gone straight to pot. * * # It is estimated that this century the number of Americans killed by guns in the USA is 1,000,000. Last year 12,500 civilians were gun- ned down. by murder or accident—greater than the number of casualties per year in Vietnam! Most politicians are afraid to move ‘for tighter gun laws because they would come up against the mighty influence of the National Rifle Association and American gun- makers. * * * When killing becomes “a way of life” it would seem that it’s high time to change “the way of life,” in other words the social system that breeds such values. * * * Feat of the week. The three Turkish airforce jet fighters that managed somehow to collide in the air? Or Trudeau walking the tightrope with Commonwealth “partners” in the Orient? ~~ PACIFIC-TRIBUNE—FRIDAY, VANUARY 15,:19791 PAGE 8 Murdered Jan. 15, 1919 The legacy of Karl Liebknech (From a 1916 Article by J. T. Walton Newbold) . .. Across the North Sea, one man stood forth in implacable hostility to the war. He spoke against the war and _ voted against the war. The Govern- ment could not browbeat him, the Army could not terrorize him, his colleagues could not restrain him, the Reichstag could not silence him. Again and again his voice rang out, accusing, ex- posing, condemning the war and its makers, its causes, its pur- pose, and its methods. That man was Karl Liebnecht, the mighty son of a mighty father. For him the war made no difference to his hostility to mili- tarism and to capitalism except to rouse him to greater exertions and more resolute antagonism... Liebknecht is no mere anti- militarist. He sees always behind militarism the junkers and the capitalists directing national pol- icy in their own interests. He is, in fact, the revolutionary par ex- cellence of the new century, of this militarist age. He is no vis- ionary, dreaming of barricades or picturing Utopias. He fights capitalism wherever he finds it, and seeks for it in every quarter. Sometimes he speaks from the tribune of the Reichstag, expos- ing the methods of Krupp or the international ramifications of Loewe and Nobel. At other times he is in the Courts bringing to light the concerted operations of Siemens-Schuckert and Vickers in Japan... s “Where,” he said, “would be all our patriotic sing-songs, ve- erans’ dinners, young. Teutons’ associations, military assemblies, etc., without Krupp’s? If Krupp collapsed, a mortal blow would be dealt to our Patent Patriot- ism =. : “The Minister for War has asked how much we owe to the firm of Krupp’s. I ask, how much does the firm owe to the German people? Have not Messrs. Krupp’s contracts been very well paid for . . .? Krupp’s as patriots? . .. It only remains for a halo to be quartered in the Krupp coat of arms, with the name Napoleon III inscribed upon it! . . . These people who, as Krupp’s and Dil- lingen and the Arms and Muni- tions Factory, talk so finely, these are . . . the same people who draw the biggest profits from present-day militarism and BOOK REVIEW Hard Times HARD TIMES by Charles Dickens During this Centennial year of Charles’ Dickens’ death, and at a time when The Christmas Carol has revived Anglo-Saxon nostalgia, we might be remind- ed of Dickens’ crusading, satir- ical pen, his energetic journal- ism, and direct participation with audiences in such causes as abolition in his American lecture tours, and in_ stage- plays. Hard Times has had much critical treatment as a novel; but it must be recalled that Dickens wrote ‘it as a_ serial, under severe stress for weekly production, from April to Aug- ust, 1854, and when his domes- tic affairs caused him personal suffering. He was already 42 years of age, a man with few years of schooling, but educat- ed in life, since his childhood, when at 12 he was forced to . poe Liebknec ant ani | On January 15, 1919, Karl Liebknecht, socialist leader, ; dered by German militarists in Berlin. at To mark this anniversary, we print on this page one of described itself as “‘“A Quaker Organ of Social Reconstr! August 1916. J. F. Horrabin, the artist, subsequently bec! known as the illustrator and cartographer for H. G. Wells’ * of History.” The portrait of Karl Liebknecht appeared in “The Plough’ illustrate a biographical article written by J. T. Walton Newb Newbold became the first Communist M.P. in Britain (M few portraits of Liebknecht by an English artist. The picture Horrabin, was first published in “The Ploughshare,” a ¢ 1922). Extracts from this article are reproduced on this pag® Liebknecht exposed the Krupps as the makers of World and he was murdered. Krupp & Co. went on to bring Hitlef and launch World War Il. Hitler is gone but the Krupps re™ the capitalist system . . . are the worst intriguers against popular liberties, the loudest shouters... for exceptional laws! .. .” When the war broke out, Lieb- knecht did not abate in the least his opposition either to the armament syndicates or to the whole system of German capital- ism and militarism... by Dickens work and -live alone when his father and family went to pri- son for debt. Dickens is remembered as a novelist, but his life work was more as a journalist, and the strong fervor of his message, with characters of fiction almost caricatured from his real-life experiences, revealed his deli- berate, militant reformism against the ravages of a raw capitalist system. He hada natural sympathy with the working class, but he was no Class-conscious social- ist, and indeed, in Hard Times he missed the clarity of under- standing of the basic organiza- tion of factory workers. Yet Dickens’ articulation of the worker’s feelings, and his vivid descriptions of the Coketown Mill with its “hands,” have im- mediacy for us today in our struggles against imperialism. —Maria Dubois ‘not resound with the Again and again oul © has returned to the ch@ in the Imperialist Reic!” the Prussian Diet. mc closes the sordid interé find the furtherance of bitions in the continual tilities. For him, capil® mains the real enemy), transitory persecution, ] Last summer when ? Hollweg was peroratily” thunderous applause, 2) Kaiser powers and the ; and the Near East. After clusions of peace this Df marching battalions, pet serve for the works of 1 civilization . . .” Lieb BY terjected—‘‘and of the Bank ” The authorities had q flung Rosa Luxemburg !4_ on and persecuted Clafts the daring editor of “Gl@, When Liebknecht beg! 1 ther a party around © when the rank and file burg, Stuttgart and Berl. to his support, and yet "ay grew louder and bolde! der the brutal govern™® } ed themselves of the || offence of appearing in Fi mufti to arrest him a! a sentence of two Y months and three dayS | ment. Tr i