Life — October 5, 1916 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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568 “LIFE™ October dors of camphor and moth-balls, occasional occur- rence of weather which even the oldest inhabitant has never seen equalled, ominous outcries from the Kaiser regarding the outrageous conduct of the Allies in not offering favorable peace terms, and orac- ular weekly statements by opposing football coache: ‘ampaign speeches without number, convulsive but frui less efforts to secure a maid-of-all-work wko won't chip the china, conflicting reports of conquests in the neighborhood of Contalmaison, and continuation of excavation in the Culebra Cut. ‘ons of editorial twiddle-twaddle anent the tameness or the triumphs of Wilson, tremendous thoughts on the subject of temper-trying street-car traffic, technical and tiresome talks from a man whose automobile tires ran a total of nine thousand five hundred miles during the heated term without a blow-out, and tem- porary toyings with “the thermostat and the long- unused furnace. Obsolescence of the seven-year-old dress suit and silk hat, and oppressive contemplation of the necessity of outpouring one hundred dollars in order to outfit oneself again. ‘ Befins predictions regarding the bullishness or bearish- ness of the market by bumptious brokers, brisk nights and a brotherly affection for blankets on the bed, broodishness over the size of the budget, and a burn- ing desire to decrease its bulk before the Christmas bills burst upon one’s vision. Et but excruciating extraction of the price of an evening gown and a hat by one’s wife, execrations at the quality of meat sent up by the butcher, empty expectations of attending excellent plays, and vain efforts to induce the employer to add extra tid-bits to the monthly emolument. Revvectfut but wearied listening to the boasts of those who expect to obtain tickets for the Harvard-Yale football game, reappearance of the campaign roor- back, and roseate but groundless hopes that some- thing will occur to prevent the successful inception of the proposed neighborhood bridge club. CL. Re Sanne SY aT ube = Voice at the Other End: Aw! wronG NuMBER! GET OFF THE WIRE, CAN'T YE? A Natural Mistake O, the poor, misguided anarchist! He makes a natural mistake. He circulates around and gets acquainted with our legislators and our executives and our politicians, and he examines the laws that are passed and he notes the favoritism with which they are en- forced, and he grows more and more depressed, This is terrible, he concludes. No ernment. for it. fore his onslaught. law and no government at all would be better than this law and this gov- He thereupon gets up a gen- are eral theory of no law and no govern- ment and makes out a very good case In truth, we are helpless be- The only effective reply we have worked out is a com- bination of the policeman’s club and the workhouse. We haven't yet learned how to make our laws and our gov- ernment so good as to leave the an- no vulnerable point of attack. Beyond a doubt, there is a way to or- ganize our governments and write our laws that would make the arguments of the anarchist absolutely absurd, but that is, perhaps, too much to ask of a nation so young and unsophisticated as ours.