LAST DITCH OF DEMOCRACY - Majority Rights

Hiler is paintin’, and to git kumrad cumminkz’s last set of verses. Or to
go on get tin’ Kitasono’s Japanese magazine. But I ain’t gittin’ weak and
pindlin’ or goin’ into a pronounced and delicate melancholy fer the
extinction of all human intercourse.
#3 (November 4, 1941) U.S.(A51)
THE GOLDEN WEDDING
The sight of elderly wedded couples dwelling in mutual devotion
sometimes impells one to think of their early loves. In the present case
the spectacle of Mr. Churchill’s government wedded to Stalin’s, and Mr.
Roosevelt’s in violable word mixed into it; in short, this triangual Darby
and Joan of the three hebraicized governments leads one to look back at
the forgotten incidents of their courtship.
In particular, the love feasts between our American Reds and Moscow in
vite beautific contemplation. Our idealists loved Moscow while Mr.
Churchill was still playing the bashful Swain. In fact he was scowling at
Stalin, and from the incomprehension of his eternal love for the
Moscovites he was being not only sulky, but insulting. So with true
love. Never, Never, NEVER would he come and kiss the Russian Joan
under the sickle and mistletoe.
Our own American Trade Unionists were more oncoming. They LIKED
the bud of Russian promise. Ref. Worker’s Library No. 3 bearing the
dim and lavender date: Sept. 9, 1927.
Jay Lovestone (né possibly Liebstein) on the first page of amorous paean
inscribes the luminous words “THE establishment of the 7-hour day in
Russia.” Well that’s far off enough and long enough before the
Stakhelevites, and Mr. Lovestone is very hard on the American
Federation of Labor. “Reactionary trade union bureaucrats” he call’s
’em.