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LAST DITCH OF DEMOCRACY - Majority Rights

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Yes, I know what the decent English are resistin’ and what they were<br />

even ready to fight to resist. And if they had any clear headedness, that<br />

would be dandy. They want their cultural heritage, they think the<br />

English once had nice manners.<br />

Well I was talkin’ to a friend of mine, and she was born with a name<br />

sacr’d to every man who cares for poetry written in English, Rossetti.<br />

And she said, “The worst manners come from people trying to be nasty<br />

to people whom they consider inferior. Matter of class. And the Nazis<br />

have wiped out that feeling, and wiped out bad manners in Germany.”<br />

The New Europe goes ON NOW doing what American democracy, in<br />

the clean sense of that word, started doin’ when it made a<br />

DECLARATION of Independence, but failed to define all the words<br />

used, or compromised on the wording, struck out Jefferson’s original<br />

sentences about abolition of slavery, and for the sake of a vote, omitted<br />

to specify that “equal” means equal in the courts of law, no man having<br />

privilege over any other, to be let off certain penalties cause he was the<br />

son of his papa, or had been to a university.<br />

I told my rare and precious readers ten years ago that there was an ANTI<br />

snob movement in Italy. Of course no one paid any attention to that<br />

sentence, so I repeat it.<br />

Some things you are learning 30 years late, some things 20 and ten<br />

years. And in others you swallow goof like Mr. Donovan, Colonel<br />

Donovan, or you merely get hooked with press lies contradicted two<br />

days or ten days later. I have a weakness for newspaper writers, ever<br />

since a fellow named Monsier turned up in London in 1915 or some<br />

such, and later when there weren’t any new book writers, I took to my<br />

newspaper colleague, who of course allus looked down on the outsider,<br />

but a few of ’em were kindly and tolerant, regardin’ me as an amateur,<br />

who didn’t menace their pay cheque. And I finally took to noticin’ the<br />

waves of credulity that pass over ’em. They know that most of what

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