The Daily Worker Newspaper, October 19, 1934, Page 5

CHANGE ——THE-— WORLD! By MICHAEL GOLD ADDY BROWNING has just died. We do not mourn his loss. Nobody mourns his loss. People just snickered at the news, as at a dirty joke, and let it go at that. A few hardboiled New Yorkers whispered that Daddy was not really dead, but was just making a last desperate try for publicity. But he is really dead, it seems. Daddy was the wealthy 60-year old realtor who a few years ago set this big city of hicks on its ears by his open flair for plump 15-year old girls. He “adopted” many of them and took photos with them in pajamas. The newspapers wrote more words about him, and gave his obscene antics more serious attention, than they have yet paid to the unem- ployment of starving millions. Some day, when the Newspaper Guild has a closed shop in every publishing plant, the decent hard-working men who must write news will refuse to have anything to do with such boring filth. The publishers loved it, of course. It meant newspaper sales. Evety time Daddy bought a new orchid, or had a public quarrel with one of his gold-digging babies, an extra was issued. It’s what the public wants, say the publishers. So they give it to them, and why not? Cocaine peddlers have the same alibi. Pimps and munition makers the same. The whole capitalist world is based on this lie. They degrade the people, create some of these disgusting and dangerous wants, then profit by them. That is the motive of capitalist culture. But we need a non-profit making culture, as in the Soviet Union, where only the finest of human culture is given the masses, and it becomes in a few years the thing they want, and want greatly. So long, Daddy Browning. It is too bad you are leaving so many thousands like you behind to fester this fair world. When can we be sure they will join you? It’s hard to wait. ae More Society Notes OBERT FORSYTHE, who seems to Nave emerged recently as the chief wit of the American revolution, is about the only critic in this country who has found a néw word to say about Mae West. Most of the literati have never advanced beyond their first raptures, when they hailed her breasts, her buttocks and her inimitable red- light swagger. But this is not all, says the great thinker Forsythe, in his regular article in the weekly New Masses. There is a beyond behind this facade. Forsythe believes that Mae West is really about the best and most truthful reporter of our capitalist civilization who has yet appeared. She has put on the stage more daringly than anyone else the actual decadence around us. She has painted portraits of the homosexuals, the prostitutes, and gamblers, the lascivious clergymen, and bankers on a spree, all the frenzied hunt for an easy dollar at any moral price which is the soul of bourgeois America. The prudes and the patriots finally caught on to hre, and she is being suppressed. Robert Forsythe objects. He wants the truth even if it hurts the church-going usurers and landlords. He seems to feel deeply the wrong done to truth and Mae West. Maybe a little persecution will deepen her art, Comrade Forsythe. Do not mourn. There’s always a place for her in the Soviet film in- dustry, if she ever has the nerve. What a wonderful picture she could make there. I mean this seriously. Despite the bawdy, box-office junk she has played in, the woman is a superb actress, I met her once at a “literary tea,” Comrade Forsythe. This is what made me realize the reaches of her art. For the lady is a small, pale, silent, mousy creature, sans breasts, hips, or the faintest hint of flamboyant sensualism. It is all a stage creation with her, this figure of a bold courtesan she has impressed on her public. She is really greater than Sarah Bernhardt, Eleanor Duse, Fanny Perkins, Alexander Wolcott, Mus- solini, Hitler and other famous actors. She has created something. Ah, if we could win her over. And cast her in a play at the The- atre Union, in which she could play the part of a society woman, or a female Tammany politician, or perhaps the wife of a racketeering A. P. of L. “labor” leader. She would surely convince the critics that propaganda often is also truth and art. * . . Honeyed Words ANY critics didn’t like President Rooseyelt’s latest radio speech. He had been building up a wonderful radio act. From time to time he delivered over the national network what came to be known as a “fireside” talk. It was the old settlement house and social worker technique. In- timate, democratic and kindly, he spoke as man to man to the mil- lions of Americans, and told them what he was trying to do for them. A sort of new Little Father in the White House. The President is really well suited for this kind of propaganda. He has a warm and sincere manner, a great deal of personal charm. ‘The act was popular, until this last performance. As I analyze the esthetics of it, the President had lost none of his old sunny charming style. It was the content that was slightly sour. The President, this time, didn’t reassure the hungry millions of common folk as to their destiny. He evidently felt they were suf- ficiently papped for the nonce. It was to the big businessmen he spoke his honeyed words. He told them this time that they had nothing to fear from the N. R. A. Nobody with a million dollars would lose a cent; indeed, there was money to be made out of the New Deal, or words to that effect. DAILY WORKER, NEW YORK, FRIDAY, OCTOBER 19, 1934 WORLD of the THEATRE A SLEEPING CLERGYMAN, & piay in two acts by James Bridie, presented by the Theatre Guild as the first play of its seventeenth season. Production directed by Phillip Moeller; settings and costumes designed by Lee Simon- son. Featuring Ruth Gordon, Glenn Anders, Ernest Thesiger, Alice John and Helen Westley. ee 6 Reviewed by BRAD HARVEY Three generations of test tube tosh might sum up the current of- fering of the Theatre Guild were it not for the fact that it is symptom- atic of a general tendency among present-day playwrights to recog- nize social consequences, if not al- 8:15-WJZ—Grace Hayes, Songs And the masses didn’t like th! ‘is. Somehow they feel, with their peculiar intuition, that you can’t be a Little Father to both the poor ‘and the rich, the workers and the capitalists. One or the other is bound to get most of the candy. suspect that maybe the President favors to the big shots. Anyone st the last fiscal year would certainly paid more than the usual dividends to their stockholders. And the masses are beginning to has been handing out most of the studying the corporation reports for know this. All the big corporations It was a good year for profiteers, strangély enough. But wages went down, relief went down, food went up, there was no increase in employment, but a speed-up of those who had jobs. So something is rotten in the United States, and winsome radio speeches feed not a single miner’s anemic kid. . . . In my column of Oct. 18 1 referred to the Transport Workers Union as a “left wing” union. This was incorrect. Workers Union is an independent union, . * The Transport . Contributions received to the credit of Mike Gold in his Socialist competition with Jacob Burck, David Ramsey, Harry Gannes, Helen Luke, Del and the Medical Advisory Board, in the Daily Worker drive for $60,000. Quota—$50e. Total to date ... ++ $110.48 TUNING IN 7:00-WEAF—From Tokyo; The Red Cross —Judge John Barton, Payne, Chair- man, American Red Cross; Prince WABC—Myrt and Marge—Sketch 7:15-WEAF—Gene and Glenn—Sketch ‘WOR—Front-Page Drama WJZ—Plantation Echoes; Mildred Bailey, Eongs ‘WABC—Just Plain Bill—Sketch 7:30-WEAF—Uncle Ezra—Sketch WABO—Paul Keast, Baritone 1:45-WEAF—Frank Buck's Adventures WOR-—Studio Music WJZ—Dangerous Paradise—Sketch WABC—Boake Carter, Commentator %:00-WEAF—Bourdon Orchestra; Jessica Dragonnette, Soprano; Male Quartet; Football—Grantland Rice; Crime— Colonel Louis McHenry Howe, Sec- retary to President Roosevelt WOR—Lone Ranger—Sketch WiJZ—Jewels of Enchantment—Sketch, With Irene Rich, Actress WABO—Easy Ace—Sketch WABC—Zdwin ©. Hill, Commentator €:30-"'VOR—Xet7men Orchestra: Lucille Fiske, Piano; Jane Froman, Songs w. urt of Human Relations 00-WEAF—Lyman Orchestra; Prank Munn, Tenor; Vivienne Segal, Songs WOR—The Witch's Tale WdZ—Harris Orch.; Leah Ray, Songs WABC—March of Time—Drama 9:30-WEAF—Bonime Orchestra; Pic and aoe Commedians R—Lum and Abner—Sketch WJZ—Phil Baker, Comedian; Martha Mears, Contralto; Belasco Orchestra WABC—Hollywood Hotel—Sketch, with Dick Powell, Rowene Williams; William O'Neal, Songs; El Brent Comedian, and Others; Interview with Key Francis }-WOR—Jack Arthur Baritone 00-WEAF—Dramatic Sketch WOR—Frank and Flo, WJZ—Minstrel Show 10:15-WOR—Current Events—H. E. Réad 10:30—WEAF—Qothic Choristers WOR—Brokenshire Orchestra WJZ—Jewish Program WABC—Kate Smith, Songs 11:00-WEAF—George R. Holmes, Chief Washington Bureau I. N. E, WOR—Moonbeams Trio WJZ—Davis Orchestra WABO—Nelson Orchestra 1:15-WEAT—Ferdinandy Orchestra Paterson, Sensis; Choristers Quartet WJZ—Goodman Orchestra; Dwight i 11:30-WMCA —Danre Mus's (Also WEAF, WOR, WJZ, WABC, WEYD), ways their underlying causes. Dis- satisfaction with life as it is is no new theme in the theatre. The trouble lies not so much in these dissatisfactions, but with the pegs on which these dissatisfactions have been hung. ‘When James Bridie, better known to the medical profession of Glas- gow, Scotland, as Dr. Osborne Henry Mavor, takes inventory of his ex- perience as a practicing physician, he makes the mistake of seeing hu- man weakness and strength as a matter of individual, chemical con- ditioning. Thus the tiny cells that make up life in a wayward, though brilliant, person reproduce them- selves through generations of para- doxical offspring—now bringing out the worst and then the best that man is capable of expressing. “People in the bulk” disturb Mr. Bridie, if one is to accept, as evi- dence, the lines from his play. They are there in the wings—standing in ¢linic waiting rooms, in bread lines and grouped about soap boxes—but he has no message for them, no an- swer to their basic demands for life, a better life than that which trick- les through from mill, counting house and research laboratory. He admits the reality of a society eaten away by poverty, disease and corruption, but he consoles himself that a few weak bodies occasionally enclose minds that produce a Shel- ley or Keats—or, and this is the justification for his three genera- tions of bastardy that retain heroic corpuscles in the stream of bad blood, a serum that snatches mil- lions from the plague, only to face the dread routine of hunger and wretchedness. Mr, Bridie sees these things, per- haps as only a medical man can see them in their cross-section cut of present ef life, but he cloaks his findings in gentle irony and cynicism, instead. of setting them forth as the raw and rageful force they represent. As is its custom, when the Thea- tre Guild does something, it usually does it well—even when it is scarce worth doing. “A Sleeping Clergy- man” has moments. It is not just made-to-order theatre, but it misses the strong currents that might have gone into its making. Ruth Gordon, playing three dif- ferent characters and one at two different periods of life, contributes much to making the play remem- bered, as. does Glenn Anders in a similar capacity. Ernest Thesiger, as the doctor who sees three gen- erations of Camerons and Marshalls through their years of weakness and strength, adequately presents the philosophical side of Mr. Bridie’s trip through the years. How Newspapers Choke Radio News Told in Parley CHICAGO, (FP).— How news- papers are trying to choke radio broadcasting of news and so cripple the quickest and cheapest way of getting news to the public was brought out incidentally at the 4th annual conference of the National Advisory Council on Radio in Edu- cation in Chicago, Oct. 9. “I wish I had time to tell you how the newspaper publishers forced the radio to stop broadcasting news,” said Editor Bruce Bliven of The New Republic, “—or at least, not to broadcast news while it is fresh or in any adequate fashion — which they did by threatening to cease Publication of radio programs.” But Bliven had no high opinion of radio programs. He called them a “ceaseless flow of oral garbage, unendurable drivel, the equivalent of letting off a stench bomb in the family living room.” Many broadcast managers are former power trust employes, he said, who “incessantly censor their programs to favor this point of view and conservatism in general.” The typical program director, he added, is a “cross between a vaudeville pro- ducer and the advertising manager of magazines like Snappy Stories.” Contributions received to the credit of Del in his Socialist competition with Mike Gold, Harry Gannes, the Medical Advisory Board, Helen Luke, Jacob Burck and David Ramsey, in the Daily Worker drive for Quota—$500, ,000. Total to date ..........83.55 Page 5 Plotting the American Pogroms}iin pict By JOHN L. SPIVAK This is the fourth of a series of articles by John L. Spivak appearing every week in the New Masses, in which he exposes the widespread anti-semitie prop- aganda being foisted upon the workers of this country, cloaked under various disguises, helped by | officials in high quarters, in close | cooperation with Nazi agents, Through the courtesy of the New Masses, received permission to reprint these articles every week simul- | taneously with their appearance in the magazine. aie ¢ L 'OMMUNISM is the bug-a-boo of the rich, the employing class, whether they be Jew or Gentile, and it was inevitable that some fairly shrewd observers of the American scene take advantage of this fear in the hearts of employers to capitalize on it. Hence, we find secret organizations ostensibly promising to inform the employing class about the threat of revolu- tion, what time it will occur and who will lead it. For this “secret” information they collect money. Wealthy Jew and Gentile fall for this sort of racket. A great many presumably smart Jews and Gen- tiles, terrified by these “secret” reports, eagerly seek information about the impending expropriation. Such @ one, for instance, is Colonel Robert McCormick, publisher of the influential Chicago Tribune. If you should ever happen to be in Col. MoCormick’s bedrom and see him peer cautiously under his bed before retiring in search of a Communist armed with at least two bombs, four pistols and a knife clenched between his teeth, pou can give credit to a gentleman named Harry A. Jung of Chicago, Jung is one of the Colonel’s pro- teges and supplies the Colonel with & great deal of his “inside” in- formation about Communists and Jews. Jung is the head of a widespread espionage organization, the Amer- ican Vigilant Intelligence Federa- tion, Post Offce Box 144, Chicago. This organization was originally founded to spy on Communists and Socialists, but Jung found he needed a new terror-inspiring “is- sue” with which to collect money from suckers. He found it in the “menace of the Jew”; and now he is one of the national leaders in the distribution of anti-Semitic propaganda. There are anti-Semites who actually believe the stuff in the “Protocols of Zion;” but others, active in spreading the seeds of hate against Jews, do so only be- cause it has become a money- raising proposition. Jung is in the latter class. The location of his office where the spy reports are filed, is never given even to his members, lest “Jews and Communists” descend upon him. Secrecy surrounds his headquarters and his work. In fact, the entire suite of offices is in the Chicago Tribune Tower. To put it baldly, in the course of Jung’s racketeering he has col- lected and still collects countless thousands upon thousands of dol- Jars by playing Jew and Gentile against Communist, and Gentile againss Jew—solely to collect money. ar ee ea HEN Hitler came into power this Prince of Racketeers dis- covered that he could get cash by fanning the smouldering flames of anti-Semitism in the United States. With five years of economic crisis for millions of Americans, and failure on the part of most of them to understand the causes, putting the blame on the “International Jew” came easy. This “patriot” promptly made connections with Hitler's anti- Semitic propagandists in this coun- try and started disseminating the “hate the Jew” creed on a large seale. And in the course of this activity he used money collected from Jews to distribute the “Pro- tocols of Zion” as well as other anti-Semitic propaganda. Today Jung is in constant touch with directors of anti-Semitic propaganda in Germany, and re- ceives his instructions from Hitler’s stronghold in Munich. The man to whom this hundred and twenty percent American “patriot” reports is Frank Schuller, in care of Fred- erick Deckel, Waskirnerstrasse, 7- 13, Munich, Germany. eisai holed has been a_ professional patriot for years. By crying “Americanism” and “patriotism,” invelghing against Communists, So- cialists or anyone else who favored changing the present economic sys- tem, he managed to get support from worried capitalists. He or- ganized a widespread espionage system in the radical movements, collected vast files of “material”’— all of it available in the Daily Worker and other Communist pub- lications—and armed with this ma- terial he sénds out agents to call the Daily Worker has | | Vigilant Intelligence Federation Collects Huge ‘om Box 144, chicago post office | Sums by Playing Jew and Gentile Against Communist, and Gentile Against Jew JOHN L, SPIVAK jon gullible business men and paint harrowing pictures of the Musco- vites now on the high seas on the way to capture the American government. The salesmen are good—they collect and in turn get a 40 per cent commission of the pickings. When Jung heard that William Dudley Pelley of Silver Shirts fame was making big money out of anti- Semitism and that others like Ed- ward H. Hunter of the Industrial Defence Association in Boston was talking with the German Oonsul General about getting money from Germany for anti-Semitic prop- aganda, he got busy. He discovered that the Jews were a menace and that they were plotting not only to seize the United States but the whole world, Scandinavia included. “The Protocols of Zion,” long dis- credited as forgeries, were raked up and armed with these Jung's high pressure salesmen wandered about the country, collecting the shekels from scared Christian business men, and getting their commissions. : ° Lights 'HE houses along Thirty-fifth Street look dark. You might think it was late at night and everybody asleep, but it is only nine. When you get up to a porch, you see that in the back, in the kitchen, is a dim light. A kerosene lamp is burning. Thirty-fifth Street {sn’t paved, although it is in the heart of town. Only Negroes live along Thirty- fifth, and the dirt street, pitted with rain holes, the ramshackle houses, are a virtual testimony to the benevolence of the great white race, represented by the Republi- can-Democratic City Council, whose members all live in Dundee Heights. I knock at the door. “Hullo. We are running a colored F.E.R.A, worker on a Workers and farmers united front ticket for state representative from this dis- trict. We need the signatures of registered voters for him. Will you sign it?” He hesitates. “He’s running on a program of unemployment insurance, no police terror in strikes, no discrimination or Jim Crow.” “I’m sorry,” he says slowly. “I ain’t registered.” ee oe TRY another door. We didn’t need many signatures, and we had enough time, but the movement is not well organized here. because the town is in the middle of the great American plain, and the still legalistic, property-slanted mind of the middle farmer has weight here. Maybe the organiza- tions haven't worked correctly. At any rate, on the nights before filing the petitions, we are all on the streets getting the safe margin of signatures. We must get them. We must have a local candidate for the election campaign. Already, in the neighborhood Republican headquarters, meetings are being held, and Negro workers crowd the store to the doors to listen to welldressed, polished, Negro politicians bring them the old promises again—promises which have left them, all these years, in decaying houses on unpaved streets, with kerosene lamps. I am somewhat discouraged. How can we reach these workers? How can we overcome their well- grounded suspicion of all those who seem to bring them hope? Through action, of course. Through struggle. But in the meantime I must get my petition filled. eee KNOCK at another door. The worker listens, invites me in, and More Slander! Maybe | But—there are a lot of wealthy | agents in this country are collected in a Dark Street By M. REYNOLDS |@ good sum whenever there was a Jewish business men. These cer- | tainly would not fall for the “Pro- tocols of Zion” and yet —their| checks are good too. So Jung's nimble agents sell the Jewish busi- ness men the idea that the Third International is on its way here to take their businesses away and nationalize their wives and daugh ters. The wealthy Jews, half scared out of their wits, contribute to fight Communism. In this way Jung's salesmen collect from anti-Com- munist Jew and from anti-Semitic Gentile simultaneously, . Cee MONG the contributors American Vigilant Federation are business houses | owned by prominent Jews and other businesses in which Jews are | heavy stockholders. Before listing some of the nationally known of these contributors whose money | went into the dissemination of anti- Semitic propaganda, let me explain | how Jung operates his spy organi- | zation. | The American Vigilant {ntelli- | gence Federation was originally | used to spy on radical and labor groups. The information collected | by Jung was sold to employers for to the Intelligence strike or a threat of a strike. When that didn’t work Jung used to put on “Americanization” campaigns and collect money that way. Only since Hitler got into power has| Jung picked on the Jew. | The Federation itself is run with the utmost secrecy. Names are never used by spies. An agent's re- port is signed only by a number. Even at their secret meetings the | spies are known to one another only by numbers and not by names, particularly the “Inner Circle,” a group of eight men who advise Jung on the policies to be followe in fighting “the Jewish menace.’ The name and address of each number is kept in closely guarded | files. Beside Jung and his private | secretary only No. 22 has the keys to the office where the spy reports are kept. “No. 22's” name, if any- one wishes to write to him direct, is Joe Cerny. The spy reports, mailed from the director of anti-Semitism in Munich and the secret Hitler points to a davenport in the dark front room. I almost sit on a child, who lies curled like a kitten on the couch, asleep. She sits upright, wide awake, and slides to her feet, bare feet, on the floor. To my sur- prise I find it is Helen, Edna's baby. She climbs up on my lap, laughing. We are old friends. Edna is a Comrade. Workers come out of the kitchen, where they have been playing cards. “This is a Comrade,” Edna says. “She wants you to sign... .” They sign. Those who pride themselves on free America’s system of “universal compulsory education” should be standing by me while I help these American citizens painfully to spell out their names. The handwriting wobbles, runs over the lines, spreads clumsily beyond the confines of the paper. Beads of sweat form on the | dark foreheads. . . . They want to sign; they want to help. This is a Comrade. One of the Communists. | They know what that means. They | know why Edna’s little girl climbs trustingly on my lap. Holding Helen’s hand, we walk across dark lots. I can’t see a) thing. “Don’t walk this way,” says Helen. “There’s a garden here.” A voice; comes out of the darkness. “Look | out for the garden!” Collard greens | and potatoes to piece out the relief | allowance. ar ey 'E houses seem pitch dark. But Edna finds people on the porches, | in the kitchens. “This is one of the Comrades,” says Edna. “She wants you to sign. . . . Candidate.” “You sign for me,” says a worker, q ashamed of the unsteady writing | hand. It is a sure hand with the; knife in the packinghouse, but it can’t guide a pencil. The official in the County Court House will strike out the painfully made, hardly legible, unsteady name. The party is not large. But in all the dark houses the word Com- rade is magic. It transforms the white face at the screen door from the symbol of the oppressor, the betrayer, into that of a champion, a friend, a fellow worker . . . the color of skin, which has seemed so important all these years, becomes | suddenly a mere incident. It is late. My petition is just barely full. Many of the names will never pass in the Coun‘y Court House. But they will be written on Party cards. j organization—as, In Youth Journal by Miss Rose Peterson, of 3616|INTERNATIONAL OF YOUTH, South Street, Chicago, Jur sec- | Number 7, October, 1934, 10 cents, retary. Miss Peterson's name and| Re Ve ERHAPS more than ever before, workers the world over are com- address has also been a secret An identification tag is mailed to| ing to realize the meaning and the each agent with his uctions. | need for a united front against the These “confidential long united bourgeoisie. In France, jin Austria, in Spain, in Italy, tt filling four typewrit goles eg bestia! 9} imited front is a reali into great detail. I some of them in part shall Thes These instructions are for your | quote | In the current issue of the Inter- national of Youth, le-for the united front amongst outh the remarkable achievements and the equally serious weaknesses—are eyes only. They must be pre- served and read carefully. ... In brief the following Instructions cover (A) your conduct; (B) your duties, and (C) your responsibili- | ' ighly analyzed, and correct ties; all voluntarily undertaken | ‘*2°tics for future work presented. as a working patriot; tritely but n England, the English Guild of : Youth not only entered into a | truly stated as—For God (against | anti-God) — for | nited front, over the opposition of | Home (against Nationalism of Man, Woman, and e Independent Labor Party, but Child)—For Country (American- lly affiliated with «the ism not Internationalism), |¥ Communist International. |In Ameri at the recent Ameérican Youth Congress, a united front was ith the PB. Li nally conservative or- ganizations like the Y. M. C. A. as well. These are great victories toward the growing unity of the working class. icate the growing You are cautioned to: Sign all communications by your number only, your signature is not necessary. Address all communications simply to Post Office Box 144, Chicago, Mlinois. Confidential matiers of the or- | ganization should only be dis- | the masses—young cussed in private and in con- | * meen that wermers fidence, Therefore use discretion |* ne vogesher. i ears on street cars, taxicabs, buses, the | 8™eat numbers to fight for their streets, restaurants, and anywhere |CO™mmon interests—the interests of in public where ‘you might ‘be | ‘he Working class. They mean, too overheard or others might listen that our efforts to conclude and in. continue united fronts must be in- tensified; and to do this we must Your Identification Tag (please | ena from under the seal on last page) is to be carried with 5 is wa alwaye” ie ehcla be ae the bcs ce of sectarianism, played only to identify yourself to other members or as a test to find out if another is a member. It is purposely made inconspic- work correctly. We must eliminate weaknesses and mistakes; above all . . IL GREEN, in his brilliant article on the Youth Congress, puts the problem and the answer in one: uous and meaningless, almost “The importance of working in a like an ordinary telephone slug. broad non-sectarian manner has so that if lost, it can mean |20t been understood by many of nothing to the finder our comrades. They often forget readily replaceable. that our aim in the united front is to ‘draw into action the widest masses of youth ... and precisely those sections of youth as yet not under our leadership.” The same emphasis on the need for wiping out sectarianism is made in John Marks’s discussion of the San Francisco strike, and in Bill Kashtan’s report on the Canadian Y.C. L. It is clear from this, that not until these dangerous shortcom- ings are entirely done away with, ean the Y. C. L. really carry on ef- fectively its important task of as- suming leadership of all the youth. The importance of this issue of the International of Youth must be clear to everyone. Not only is it a guide to the correct carrying through of the united front where already established, but it treats of instances where the united front is impossible—as with the Trotzkyists and other renegades. In addition, there is an article on the Y. C. L. in Soviet China, and several on the concrete results of Y. C. L. work in fighting Negro discrimination and in recruiting new members. This issue ought to be made the basis for unit discus- sions everywhere; it should receive the widest circulation possible in order that our position on the in the room Jung announced that| united front may be made clear to they had to consider “the growing | everyone—G. D. gravity of the Jewish problem.” ——————— “For some time,” he said, “we > International have considered and discussed methods of procedure regarding the To Issue New Soviet Novels Jewish menace. Frankly I am at sea regarding what to do, but I am NCE a homeless waif, a left-over of Tsarism, now an engineer of open to suggestions. The Jews, as you know, have a government of their own. This secret govern- ment operates in every community. They have a small invisible em- Socialism at Magnitogorsk. That's the story related by A. Aydeyenko in his novel “I loved,” to be released within the next few months by In- ternational Publishers. pire behind every local organized government. When a dispute arises The work is autobiographical. Thrown upon his own resources at between two Jews it is never taken the age of 12, Avdeyenko joined the to the local court of jurisprudence but it is taken to the Jewish court child tramps who roamed the coun- try during the war and the early which is presided over by a Rabbi. In other words the Jewish faith is years of the Revolution. In a scrape with a thief he is knifed. Soviet and is tat hie ROM then on instructions dettail how to cover Jewish and Com- munist meetings, obtain informa- tion, how to combat the “Jewish and Communist menace” secretly and conclude with several private telephone numbers where officials of the Federation can be reached at all hours of the night in the event of an emergency. Members of this anti-Semitic espionage organization rarely meet aS a group. Occasionally, however, certain selected ones considered trustworthy by Jung, “No, 1,” and his Inner circle advisors, meet to discuss, not Communism, but “the menace of the Jew,” and what steps to take to distribute anti-Semitic propaganda. At these meetings the members are addressed only by their numbers for a good many do not want it known that they are connected with this anti-Semitic for instance, Po- lice Precinct Captain Wynne of the 48th Ward. Captain Wynne was one of the members especially in- vited to a secret meeting in Room 103 at the Auditorium Hotel on June 21, 1934. The moment they were gathered a law unto itself and Jews do not recognize any other law made by any other people. “Pogroms in the past have been blamed by the Jews upon the aristocrats. As a matter of truth I have evidence that many of these pogroms were started by Jews, You have noticed that in Germany where the Nazis are supposed to have done such terrible things to the Jews that nothing has hap- pened to the family of Stein, Krupp, Jacobs or any of the rich paused significantly, and added: “The Roosevelt administration, too, is now run by Jews. The Jews in the administration are deliber- ately helping the administration puild up a gigantic political ma- chine so that by 1936 there will be so many dependent on the govern- ment dole that there will be no question of re-electing the Demo- cratic Party—if the people want to eat! The Jews plan to have Roose- yelt re-elected President in 1936 and directly after the election the Jews plan to have the government collapse and then set up a Dictator dominated by the Jews.” “That's right!” shouted “No biel No. 37 is Gail Carter, former Grand Dragon of the Ku Klux Klan of Illinois. (To be continued) by del ALL OK YEAH? «WELL You'RE DON'Y B'LIEVE IN IND'VIOUAL ACTS OF VIOLENCE — Cy N HV) My WET MISTER!) REDS eae guardians discover him, half-dead, on the street. The homeless out- cast, trained by the Commune of Former Homeless Waifs, becomes a self-confident, resolute fighter for Socialist construction. The thrilling exploits of a Red Commander in the Russian civil war are recounted by D. Furmanov in “Chapayev,” a daredevil fighter who became almost a legendary fig- ure in the Steppes. Another civil war novel (Soviet critics hail it as the best of its kind) is Serafimo- vich’s “Iron Stream.” The hero of this novel is no fictitious character. He is a graduate of the Soviet-Mil- itary Academy and occupies im- portant military posts in the Soviet Union. “Men of Siberia” gives the im- pressions of Hugo Huppert, a bril- liant young German author, of his visit to the Kusbas with a writers’ brigade Several American writers, answer- ing the recent questionnaire of the International Union of Reyolution- ary Writers, confessed they were not able to offer informed judgments of Soviet literature because transla- tions were not as plentiful as they might be. International's forth- coming editions of Soviet novelists. selected from representative Russian writers, will be welcomed in this connection as useful contributions to understanding the trend of cur- rent Soviet literature. -Attention Daily Worker Readers of Newark~ LITTLE 562 Broad Street NEWARK BEG, TOMORROW—7 DAYS ONLY Dostoyevsky’s Greatest Russian Talkie “PETERSBURG NIGHTS” with MOSCOW ART PLAYERS Last Times | MAXIM GORKY’S Today “MOTHER—1905” Cont. 1 to 11 P. M. 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