WHEREVER THE Gls HAVE SET FOOT

By TOM MORRIS

“The first cry of a newborn
baby in Chicago or Zamboango,
in Amsterdam or Rangoon, has
the same pitch and key, each
Saying, ‘I am! I have come
through! I belong! I am a mem-
ber of the Family’.”

This beautiful appreciation of
human life, life that already at
birth encompasses struggle and
victory, was written by Carl
Sandberg in his introduction to
a collection of photographs
called The Family of Man. Put
together years ago, the collec-
tion includes over 500 pictures
from over 68 countries.

And while it runs the course
of life from love through to
death, from poverty through to
hope and happiness; labor, lon-
liness and fear, birth and war,
the theme of the collection is the
supremacy of Man and the op-
timism which is an integral part
of his history.

I haven’t thought about or
leafed through this 15-year-old
book for a long while.

This past week or so, espe-

cially after looking at the pho-,

tos in Life magazine and read-
ing the accompanying text there,
I felt sick. It is the kind of sick-
ness that leaves you stunned,
then angry, not carring too much
about rationale. It sends you
searching for an antidote—some-
thing which will re-assert what
you already know to be so—
that this war against the people
of Vietnam is everything that
decent people have said it is: one
massive atrocity constructed
death by death, tragedy by tra-
gedy to form a monument of in-
dictment against imperialism.

No one should be without this
weeks’ Life magazine. Every elec-
ted official who represents you at
Ottawa that has not spoken out
against this war should be made
to read the story aloud to his
children. He should then explain
the immoral legal lying of the
Canada-U.S. Defense Sharing
Agreement under which this
country makes millions. He
should then resign.

Here, from Life’s text:

“When these two boys were
shot at, the older one fell on
the little one as if to protect
him. Then the guys finished
them off.”

This caption describes the
photo of a boy about 8 years of
age covering a boy of about
three. Sheer nazi butchery. It
also, in its way speaks volumes
in another way: who has more
courage and compassion? Who
is the real man—the 8-year-old
Vietnamese boy or our swagger-
ing clown of a prime minister
lacking the decency to act?

Elsewhere in this paper there
is an advertisement for a book
entitled “U.S. War Crimes in
Vietnam.” It is a well-document-
ed work, published by the Juri-
dical Sciences Institute in North
Vietnam which catalogues Ame-
rican involvement in Vietnam
from 1950 when they first inter-
vened to help the French. The
book deals with U.S. war crimes
as a whole; then in various as-
pects (crimes against humanity,
genocide, chemical warfare etc.).

The book explains that Com-
missions for investigations of
U.S. war crimes in Vietnam
function in both zones of Viet-
nam. It bases its investigation
and findings on the Nuremberg
Trials of nazi war crimes, and

PACIFIC TRIBUNE—DECEMBER 12, 1969—Page 8

The land is covered with

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a AE ae

1968— THE ROAD FROM MYILAI

Cae :

upon the words of U.S. Chief
Prosecutor: “Modern civilization
has put in man’s hands weapons
of immeasurable power of de-

struction. Mankind can no long- -

er tolerate that in an immense
field nobody is responsible be-
fore law.”

He also said at the time:

“If you should say of these

et a
1942—THE WARSAW GHETTO

. .. I still believe that
people are really good at
heart.

ANNE FRANK DIARY, (14 years old)

men that they are not guilty, it
would be as true to say that
there have never been casual-
ties.”’

fire and blood

But such is the irresistible nature of truth, that all i

asks, and all it wants, is the liberty of appearing. i
THOMAS PAINE |

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1944—NAZI-CONTROLLED EUROPE

We, the peoples of the United Nations
Determined to save succeeding generations from thé
scourge of war, which twice in our lifetime has brough®
untold sorrow to mankind, and
To reaffirm faith in fundamental human rights, in thé
dignity and worth of the human person, in the equa
rights of men and women and of nations large and

small... ‘
CHARTER OF THE UNITED NATION: