Judge, 1934-02 · page 20 of 36
Judge — February 1934 — page 20: what you’re looking at
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eS A“ things perish And pass aw ) says the philosopher. Evolution—constant change Is all that is permanent. So all things must change. Even America, And all it comprises Will some day be unlike The land we now know. Growth too is change And the pains that go With it; each makes Its mark, and its stamp When it leaves. In men or in nations This law is inviolate— To grow and go forward The method is plain. Mistakes and detours, Are cor nto growth, Likewise is slow progress. The speediest course. A great revolution Must be of the spirit, The heart and the mind. So all evolution, In trade and in commerce Is not for a day, but For decades to do. Let’s look to our home land Once known as the free-land, The land of professors, The view-with-alarmers, Dogmatic, pedantic, 3ombastic reformers, 3y creed and untried theory These pedagogic whigs Would pour us into test tubes As if we were guinea pigs. Here is a business, and here is another, And there is another: One feeds the nation, Another vends Drugs, And the other helps beautify All of its women. These major Industries, Grown up with America, Have grown to their statures Because they supplied Pure human wants. Billions in capital, millions in payrolls— Thousands of workers— These are the structures. But now we learn, with some surprise That all and sundry in these industries Once called great, are Fakes and Knaves, With disregard for public health And greed surpasses all compassion. We know it's true, For we are told in speech, And film, and through the Air by radio, and in The Press, and other wheres Quite numberless, That all of these must pass away, Or purge themselves of all That may or might appear To be averse to Bureaucrats. And what i Worse, those who are wise And regularly advertise, Can never more in languag Hawk their wares through Fear of catching penalties fetching Of Fine or Jail, or both the while they rue. And so a new order Of doctrine reforming Comes forth from the cloister These problems to solve. Erstwhile professors With zeal fired to burning Are writing new rules For the conduct of man. With pen dipped in vitriol And brush tipped with Brimstone They write and they paint In prohibitive hues; To change or to ruin, 18 JUDGE on To wreck and make over, To hew to the line Regardless of chips And here is their Doctrine In words we've selected; A Doctrine far-reaching And made up of guesses, And hopes and objectives, And lofty id Of what moment is one, Or two, or any group in any society? It is the whole body that is important, So let's give them What they ought to have, Whether they like it or no, Let's have some new laws— good. Let's set up new standards For human conduct. Let’s make those standards higher. We are too sordid. The old ones are no Let's arrive at the millenium. By legislation. Let's not wait for man's spiritual growth; Let's stretch him out To his full spiritual stature. Let’s not be annoyed With laws made for humans Let's make human beings To fit our new laws. Let's re-make America Phe old order has failed. Let's do it over right. There is no time to lose. Let's down with this, And down with that too, Let's not try to cure; It takes too much time, And too much experimenting, And too much patience, And too much Kill an To do The patient has a toothache— So let's decapitate him. US aa t human understanding, re-create—that’s the way comicbooks.com