LAST DITCH OF DEMOCRACY - Majority Rights

into the mire of Slavic chaos (with condiments: oh yes, with condiments,
according to some unkindly critics)?
But supposin’ the widdy Trotsky DOES drag the program OUT of the
Slavic ambiance, out of Russia, into the American hemisphere? Already
AT it in fact, get a humanitarian coloring. Not having been able to shoot
Mr. Stalin, Mrs. Trotsky now decides war is wicked, or at least an error.
The kindly U.S.A., Y.M.C.A. circumjacence coloring Mrs. Trotsky’s
susceptible mind. What would American communism finally come to?
Where would it land? Or for the matter of that, where would the British
episcopal Lambeth Palace, curates and mitre brand of communism
finally end? What effect would the British dislike of the nosey parker
have on Weishaupt’s latch for universal and close range espionage, every
brother spyin’ and telling on everyone else?
Is Mrs. Trotsky ready to color, or to paint up to the point of seeing the
homestead as something more germane to the American temperament
than the kolckhoz or factory farm? That would be something to ask her.
Since you are head in’ for communism, lickety split, hell for leather, or
mebbe hell with a shortage of leather, certainly with a shortage of
pigskin and Japanese cherry trees.
And in conclusion where does she stand or SET on the matter of
economic aggression? On the matter of dumping? On the matter of those
seven league strides toward a higher cultural level than Lenin wanted to
shove onto the Muscovites?
And the desired self-criticism inside the party? Has the American
Communist Party yet opened up to the self-critics from the inside?
Probably Will, or rather Kumrad William Williams was a bit pessimistic
on that subject, when I was last admitted to his acquaintance. Certainly
Messrs. Churchill and Roosevelt do seem to represent pretty much all
that is worst in the plutocracy. So widdy Trotsky may git a run for her
money.