Essays on Radicalism

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You can not make a Jew out of yourself so what is the use of trying to imitate them? Well the principal reason is that those who do imitate them have at the present time control of the necessities of life and they say that if we do not do as they say they wil starve us to death; so the Great fight is between the Radicals against the Conservatives.

The Radical is always breaking away from the restraint of the conservative but as the present time the frontier has been passed; there is no place for him to go - no new worlds to conquer-

I will insert a poem from "The Spell of the Youkon" by Robert W. Service that picturs the radical better than I could do- It is called

"The song of the Wage Slave" When the long long day is over, and the big boss gives me my pay. I hope that it wont be hell fire, as some of the parsons say,

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and I hope that it wont be heaven, with some of the parsons I've metAll I want is just quiet, just to rest and forget, Look at my face, toil-furrowed; look at my calloused hands; Master, I've done thy bidding, wrought in Thy many landsWrought for the little Masters, big-bellied they be, and rich; I've done their desire for a daily hire, and I die like a dog in the ditch. I have used the strength Thou hast given Thou knowest I did not shirk Three score years of labor - Thine be the long days' work, And now, Big Master, I'm broken and bent and twisted and scarred, But I've held my job, and Thou knowest and Thou will not judge me hard. Thou knowest my sins are many, and often I've played the fool

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Whiskey and cards and women; They made me the devil's tool I was just like a child with money, I flung it away with a curse, Feasting a fawning parasite, or glutting a harlots purse; Then back to the woods repentant, back to the mill or the mine, I, the worker of workers, everything in my line, Every thing hard but head work, (I'd no more brains than a kid) A brute with brute strength to labor, doing as I was bid; Living in camps with men folks, a lonely and loveless life; Never knew the kiss of sweet hear, never caress of wife. A brute with brute strength to labor, and they were so far above - Yet I'd gladly have gone to the gallows for one little look of love,

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I, with the strength of two men - savage and shy and wild, Yet how I'd ha' treasured a woman - and the sweet warm kiss of a child / Well, tis Thy world, and Thou knowest, I blaspheme and my ways may be rude; But I've lived my life as I found it, and I've done my best to be good; I, the primitive toiler, half naked and grimmed to the eyes, Sweating it deep in their ditches, swining it stark in their styes; Down in the ditch building o'er me palaces fairer than dreams; Boring the rock to the ore bed, driving the road through the fen, Resolute, dumb, uncomplaining, a man in the world of men. Master, I've filled my contract, wrought in Thy many lands; Not by my sins wilt Thou judge me, out by the work of my hands.

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Master, I've done Thy bidding, and the light is low in the West, And the long, long shift is over..... Master, I've earned it - Rest.

That is a fine pen picture of what I call the degenerate radical; While the Mormon temperament predominates he is a failure; he does not know how to get what he wants, hard work has not given it to him; [crossed out: the] another type is the criminal - he too we know to be a failure; and while the Masonic temperament predominates in the criminal his failure is due also to ignorance, he does not know how to keep from getting caught.

But we were discussing the ten commandments and the Jews. Did you ever notice that one in particular that says, "Thou shalt not bear false witness against Thy neighbor." The Jews have been persecuted for ages and if it were not for that particular commandment reading the way it does they