Judge — June 7, 1913 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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J HG‘MO DG Lectures The Peace Pervert DE5AR SISTERS—Isn't it inspiring to read the history of the world and to realize, with thrills of awe shooting through our peaceful female souls, that man has made it a record of his scraps? Strewn with corpses, the centuries seem like huge graveyards, through which strides the colossal figure of the male, brandishing bloody weapons. How grand he looks, how imposing in com- parison with the female figure we discern streaking along beside him, bearing antiseptic bandagesand healing plasters! This vision of the past shows the difference in the sexes plainly—the one the hacker, the other the healer; the one the fighter, the other the fosterer. Can there be any doubt as to which figure ought to receive our humble adoration, and which our pity- ing disdain? Verily, no! And what a mighty argument this picture gives us against push- ing the non-scrapper to the political front! Shall we de- prive humanity of the glory of gore? Shall we help to substitute feeling for force, peace for pugilism, reason for rumpuses? I wot not! Remember that society, government, everything, is founded on force—not the wishy-washy force of mind, morals or re- ligion, but tne good, sturdy force of human muscle. If men could not at a pinch get out and punch each other, if they could not give vent to their small-boy-firecracker feelings, all our institutions would totter and fall, our nation slump into oblivion, our civilization crumble and decay. It is because of the bulging biceps that we give men votes, Inall this broad Jand there is no man too weak, too wabbly, too poor-sighted or pigmy-sized to be of Emma sidetracked in war. To be sure, there are the ballot beggars who vociferate that the very masculine cream of our pro- fessions is but skim milk when it comes to military requirements; that many of our pill purveyors, our court and pulpit spouters belong to the physical scrap heap where woman reposes; that women can upon occasion march up to the can- non’s mouth, and that at one time over UA O MAI Caustic the battleship, offer in service to the state to offset man’s fisticuff qualities? Noth- ing of any importance, my friends. To be sure, she does her work; but ‘tis at the wrong end of the gun. While man furnishes the bullet that goes like a winged death, in dramatic, spectacular fashion, to the breast of his fellow- woman—poor, vapid thing!—merely sup- plies the hu being that holds the gun, giving at best only a brai that thinks, a hand that di- rects, Where is the glory in sinking down in private and in silence, through great waves of pain, to the dim grottoes of death, to emerge at length bearing in weak and weary arms paltry human soul? Foolish creature, to think that this service of bringing life can compare fa- vorably with that of taking life!) When woman can de- fend her native land by slaugh- ter, when with flags flying, bugles blowing, drums beat- ing, music ringing, bullets nine thousand were actually listed as sol- diers in one army. But why should we listen to such rant, my sisters? We have but to take man’s word as to the uni- versal preparedness of his sex to lay un- blemished carcasses on the field of battle to know that men were meant to be the prize scrappers, And how valuable are their pugilistic impulses in politics! Note how valiantly they have fought corruption in office, unjust privileges, social wrongs and commercial evils, until to-day our country stands before the world unharassed by problems, untouched by scandals. And what can the peaceful female soul, unawakened to the glory of the bullet and THE STRAIGHT LINE 18 THE SHORTEST DISTANCE BETWEEN TWO POINTS whizzing, shells shrieking, all the orchestra of death in full blast, she can hike across the plain, an avenger and a scourger, then she will have earned the right to march up to the ballot box and to enjoy all of the privileges of the full-fledged voter. 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