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Diz the days immediately follow-
“tame the First World War, when “John-
made ong home again,” having

© world “safe for democracy,”
ftom q pactight he was ‘transformed
At least €ro into an unemployed “bum.”
Polite’ that’s what the professional
ed a oh called him when he demand-

thereg?» OF Some cash relief in lieu

ie to evade all responsibility,
of Bale tical Morons doled out a peck
30up a feroceties, a helping of relief
‘Bteat di OD ticket — and then made a
ats, Peony To give jobless work-
Nothing» aS or others “something for
not Was bad for their “morale.”
Work for lat the “relief” recipients
Morale” € handouts received? Such a
“lever ¢ _ builder could also be a good
Workers Ower the wage levels of other
fortunate enough to have a job.
Soltig “Snuary 25, 1918, John Gabriel
Pinte i. ire on men and mules was
2 moral ee B.C. Federationist. It has
Morone , potay’s Non-Partisan politi-
thinking tS @t Vancouver City Hall whose
hg hasn’t changed with the times.
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3 0 wea T know thee well. Thou art a
re dpcature,- Therefore do I bow
® noble” Simple adoration, for thou
Strange € in thy profound wisdom. So
telligenc. different, in contrast is thy in-
Wel 3° £0 that of the workingman.

dew ang When the grass was wet with
‘Wwe. Morning glories and honey-

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p ature i Thou wert grazing in the
wecttne tp ‘ch was luxuriant with grass.
vie thee in the quiet hour of an
‘0th, with 2 laden with an ear of golden
TOW the Which to tempt thee, and thus
heag, and qtalter Over thine thinking
But tho, Wve thee to the stable.
For Wel] 4, Wouldst not bite, O mule.
“Orn wa didst thou know the ‘golden
Rads out a snare,
ee been a worker, O mule, thou
Tomise oe . 2m sure, hath fallen for the
pise, An @ Politician. Thou art too
aut Steady When I followed thy slow,

My shaw’ t0 be worked to exhaustion
; act a APPeals for more speed, thou
in Poster;,. “ith a violent thrust of
ae 72° limb. And when the burn-
aesht to ad risen to meridian, and I
= aust fim) OVER another furrow, thou
“nd When reese to move, O noble steed.

; mts Again © sun had sunk in the purple
houltest unt ety intelligence was made
OMewang to Me, for thou wouldst turn

Peing oie, With

1th plow and me, without

a Zule, oe thou be a workingman, O
K thy jute sure thou wouldst not

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Ud cto ma

fag N doth in tthe mills, mines
tug’! when Thou art too wise.
deg the ae frost had come and
lation 4S and pastures into brown
“by fact hand the grass was no more,
pA teticg ot, the haystack was enclosed
ag ‘ oe did no
: aden j *Nelosure and appeasing thy
hay st a mental serenity. Thou
didse2k stangnerehend the logic of a
i hunge, taiing intact, while thou
Hier 0; > O source of great illumina-

Ry

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i do, “ think, O mule, what thou

tog iy wh Ouldst thou live in a legal
i hich man starves while food

But,
teat Site a, thou wouldst not starve,

ot wise t0, that of man. For

ell ;
fy qd t do Temember how in my youth- |

pied Beer’ still asleep, just as the large.

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t deter thee from smash- —

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> '9 a I shall chant praises to —
thy: for evermore, and com-

Ach! This is what comes of trying to rush through the New German Army and

being stopped halfway.

Peace is in your power

66COR the first time in ten years,
thanks to the efforts of public
opinion ... the heads of the Four
Great Powers are going to meet.
On them rests the hopes of man-
kind on.<%
In these simple words, the Hel-
sinki Appeal issued by the World

Peace Assembly states the essence °

of the forthcoming “‘summit’’

meeting. —

The “‘summit’’ meeting of the
Big Four, opening Monday in Gen-
eva’s Palace of the Nations, has
indeed beeen summoned by world
public opinion. It is one of the

fruits of the unrelenting work for.

peace, over a period of six years,
by the plain people of the world.

Public opinion, which forced
this meeting, must now make itself

felt at the meeting itself to ensure
its successful outcome.

As Prof. Frederic Joliot-Curie
told the World Peace Assembly,
public opinion is now no longer a
passive factor to be conditioned for
the acceptance of decisions by the
governments, but a powertul active
force that makes itself felt even as
decisions are being made. ““This,”’
he said, “‘is recognized by all gov-
ernments.i’ ss

Public opinion has become the
great world power.

Its achievements have been great.

It has stopped two wars and has
produced such triumphs for peace

as the Bandung Conference and the
Austrian peace treaty. Generally
it has created a favorable change
in the international climate.

But, as Prof. Joliot-Curie warn-
ed, there are those who have a vest-
ed interest in the cold war and who,
to protect these interests, continu
ally seek to place new obstacles in
the way of relaxing tensions.

How else can one explain Presi-
dent Eisenhower's statement to the
press that he expects no “substan
tive’’ (real) agreement at Geneva
when it is precisely real agreement
that public opinion everywhere ex-

pects from this conference?

As is noted in the Helsinki Ap-
peal, “‘even today a great number
of problems can be solved,’’ and
among them is disarmament and
prohibition of atomic weapons.

Until these problem are solv-
ed, until atomic weapons are ban-
ned, peace is not safe and, even
though international tensions may
relax,.the people cannot afford to
relax their efforts for peace.

*

Public opinion must now be

mobilized to take its place at the

conference table in Geneva. The

B.C. Peace Council is to be com-

mended for having organized a
mass collection of signatures, this
Saturday, to the World Appeal
Against Atomic War. The Pacific
Tribune urges its readers to par

ticipate in this event, to help

strengthen the demand on the Big

_ Four to prohibit the manufacture
‘and use of atomic weapons.

‘Hal
Griffin

This column, prompted by several
letters to the Pacific Tribune, is written
to acquaint our readers with some of the
aspects of Canadian life as they might
be reported by the Vancouver Sun’s
Penny Wise in the style of her current
impressions from the Soviet Union).

6°3 * a

, here I am in Vancouver, the

most beautiful city in Canada — and

the dirtiest. As I came in by plane last

night great clouds of black smoke were

pouring up from the oil refineries on

Burrard Inlet. It really spoiled my first

impression of the sea and the. moun-
tains.

-Today I had a meal on the Vancouver
skidroad, which everyone has been
telling me I simply have to see. This is
where many of the workers eat.

At first sight it all seemed so bright.
and colorful: Then I began to notice
the cheap clothing and jewelry stores,
the old wooden buildings that no
amount of paint could disguise, and the
littered streets — no one here ever
throws paper into a receptacle because

* there aren’t any or if there are they just
keep. them hidden. You can imagine
what the streets are like. :

Not that the clothing in the stores is
cheap, it just looks cheap. Some of the
men hanging around the street corners
—they didn’t seem to have anything to
do — wore gay shirts and extreme drape-
shape pants, although I personally
thought they looked- much too flashy.

And the girls! I had to push my way
past a group of them to get’ into the cafe.
Apparently in this city some women
actually walk the streets selling their
favors for drink or food or just for cash.
I was shocked, although I suppose I
shouldn’t be, to find that some of the
people I talked to, people who should
know, actually took it for granted. The
girls walk up “and down the skidroad
openly, but the police never seem to
bother them.

But, back to my meal. Canadian cook-
ing is most primitive (I didn’t get to
look in the kitchen because the manager
-curtly told me no one was allowed in,
but I wouldn’t have ‘been surprised if
some one had told me the food was cook-
ed over Eskimo kudliks — those are
blubber lamps). I did, however, get to .
see the toilet facilities. One look was
all I needed.

I sat down in a booth which was none
too clean and after a long wait a wait-
ress came over to take the dirty dishes
off the table and wipe it down with a
dirty rag — the waitresses, T understand,
get very poor wages; so you can’t blame
them for the service. .

_1 ordered chicken soup and presently

. the waitress brought me some greasy
looking water — you couldn’t call it
soup. { did get some real chicken soup
once, but that was on the plane from
Calgary to Vancouver).

Then the waitress appeared again with
what was listed on the ménu as chopped
steak .. . YES, it was hamburger again,
and almost raw at that. On the plate
with it were nine (9) French fries which
proved to be so cold I-couldn’t eat them.

I had heard so much about Canadian —
pottery that I expected it to be used
everywhere. The cup the waitress
brought me was heavy glazed ware, but
it certainly wasn’t Canadian pottery, and
it was cracked.

To climax a day of disappointments,
this evening when I was walking along
Main Street I actually saw a man, dress-
ed in filthy clothes, pawing through a
garbage can. Imagine! And this in a
country with so much to eat.

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