The Daily Worker Newspaper, November 14, 1926, Page 12

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A ARR RE n eer ot | | SPORTS N APOLOGY is due our revolutionary forefathers, but “we hold this truth to be self-evident’: Our colleges with their grand array of pro- fessors in science, history, sociology, economics, china painting and kindred , do gucceed in turning out football players, After which SuUvyects fine philosophic spasm we come to Capt. Marty Karow of Ohio State. This per- fect product of modern education has a total of sixty points scored this sea- son. He has done some handsome line backing and general ground gaining, and if he isn’t on the All-American this year the football critics shoukd go back to fish peddling, ODAY Ohio State hooks up with Michigan. The game presents an Ohio that has not been beaten this year, Mich- igan has only one de- feat, at the hands of the navy, which they did not suffer for pa- triotic reasons. But they have Benny Friedman, a football player for whom a college education has done wonders, He’s a passer, kicker and ball carrier of some repute. Renny will match wits with Marty Karow, the Ohio whiz. It’s a shame that such a fine paper as The DAILY WORKER can’t send this bug to Columbus to report the game, It’s true the state penitentiary is there, but we'd put on whiskers and take a chance, We've got the whis- kers, all we need is the price. | Where are ali the Workers’ Sports Clubs, and what are they doing? We _hayespace reserved in this column Yor their activities. Shoot ’em in! Y COBB is thra. We rave and rant and hold but little regard for professional base- ball, but—Ty Cobb is thru! Years ago we ~gat in the “Cat Stands” that stood high above the fence at the Detroit ball park (seats were cheaper than in the park) and strained our lungs with cheers for this man. Never lived so spectacular a per- former. We howled for his batting, hig fielding and hts circus base-run- ning. And in the backyard of our home we practiced the “hook slide” he made famous until the side of gur seat was 80 sore we couldn’t sit at school For years afterwards we watched this shrewd, quick-thinking athletic mar. vel, and he never failed us. If you show surprise at the rant of this bug on the passing of the greatest ball player who ever wore spiked shoes, re- member this bug is especially a base- ball bug. And nothing in all flelds of sport is so pretty to watch as to see a fast man go from first to third on an infield out: We’ve seen Ty Cobb do this often. Sure, brother, bugs are bugs—whether Red or not. Particu- larly basebal! bugs. y SPORTS writers opinions are just like those of a poll- tician im one re- spect: they are sure to provoke a fight. If by chance you'd like to exchange wordy blows on opinions casually a aired in this col- umn, or you just want to speak a word or two on matters of sport— brother, you're welcome! Whether brick or posey, just send it to the Magazine Section of @fhe DAILY WORKER. In care of The SS Ne RNase | | | By WILLIAM BOUCK. We have been asked to write a short article on the farmer as he is in America, and we have also been asked to write on the “united front’ of the farmer and industrial worker. {t seems to me that in order to get to the latter situation, and bring an in- telligent picture of the farmer’s at- tempts to better himself economically und politically, we must first show the readers the farmer as he is, The story of the American farmer ig the old story—in new setting of shrewd, clever and dishonest schem- ers and innocent, childlike faith and trust of the unsophisticated country- man. America was discovered in a critical time, for Burope was becoming crowded and America’s vast plains relieved that congestion and took these poverty-stricken, ignorant peas- ants and placed them upon land—ldnd all their own, their very own—and thru this self-same propaganda they developed. A Capitalist Psychology. The exploiting classes for 100 years have seen to it that the farmer was well trained in his belief that he was a property owner—a business man—one of the real “rulers of Amer- ica, until the farmer’s capitalist ideas have become deep-rooted. His belief is a part of him. He ts the champion patriot of the century. Any criticism of the fathers who caused the revolu- tion—and incidentally developed’ our exploitation system—is more or less resented. , Then the farmer is a very religious man, Unlike the business man, who universally makes hig religion a part ot his business, or rather, determines his religious affiliations as his busi- ness may need, the farmer’s religion is a part of him. It’s an ideal, He is close to nature, and that brings him into close Contact with the infinite, with nature, with the miracle of growth and development. He is not a great mixer. His faith ig childlike, and he resents any eriticiam or re fiection upon his ideals of religion, or so-called patriotism. And the business elements are not slow to reeognize this characteristic, and they defer and play up te this one great ideal of the mature man—the farmer. They speak to him tn terms of en dearment. They cal] him the “back- bone” of the country, the great moral, law-abiding middle class, the richest farmer in the world, and getting richer, ete. Now, there is one other factor that should not be overlooked in the Amer ican farmer movement. When he set tled these broad plains there were no towns, and towns grew up after he came. So his son started a little store, his nephew started a little mill, his grandson started a bank. And so it was that the seeond and third genera- tion of farmers in America are all tied up with the business men in the ||: Genesis of the F anion tik Ideals towns, and henee what Cousin Charita, the banker, said about some farmer movement had great weight with him. Now, one other matter that looms large on the farmer movement in the United States is that farmers here are descendants of every group and race tm Burope, each having its own ideals and each for centuries having been prejudiced thru racial and nationab istie feclings to hate the other fellow from the other country—across a somewhat mythical border. Now you have a little picture of the American farmer: First, very religions; second, very patriotic when it comes to upholjing our institutions, and he ts carefully taught that our present ones are about perfect. Banking, teal estate sharks, watering stock of railroads, tax rob- bery and many other grafts he looks at as regular American institutions, and resents, to begin with, any reflec tion upon any of these institutions which he believes to be a regular integral part of the greatest and best country in the world. Now, it takes many graft scandals, the loss of countless farms by mort- gage and many attempts to organize before this trusting religious farmer can and will see enough to cause him to get together and become a unit in any movement for his betterment, A WEEK IN CARTOONS _ By M. P. Bales wy se SD amnliallaalW Bie le

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