The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1926-07-18

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BY THOMAS }. o'FLAHERTY

GREAT men die, but their slogans
~ sometimes live after them. We
now find George Brennan, the leader
of the battered democracy of Illinois,
pillaging LaFollette's grave and ghoul-
ishly taking therefrom the ancient
platform on which Bob" ran to his
political and physical grave in the lat
est presidential marathon. Back to
'76" was the magic rallying cry of
LaFollette's followers, but better
market for maize and alfalfa reduced
Bob to voice crying in the wide
open spaces. Most of the voters pre-
ferred to stand still rather than go
back; they even refused to look back,
no doubt remembering what happened
TO Mrs. Lott in the scriptures.
ITTHAT Mr.. Brennan is really excited
w about is home brew Not that
he has committed himself on the ques-
tion, and it is not publicly known
whether that worthy would turn down
a stein of the foaming liquid, unemp-
, tied. But he believes that a stills
place is not in the home. 1t belongs
in the distillery, where most of the
money for the manufacture of demo-
cratic votes used to come from in
those bygone days when politics were
corrupt and gunner voted their ia
vorite tombstones. or course those
days are gone forever. If you are in
doubt glance over our news columns
and read what is taking place in little
old Chicago.
JAMES ]. DAVIS, secretary of the
81 department of labor on salary and
director of the Loyal Order Of Moose
on a commission basis, rendered unto
Caesar the things that are Caesars
and unto god the things that are gods
while conducting radio bible class in
Mooseheart, Illinois. I'VE need moth
ing more in these days of weird be-
lief" said James, than to hold fast
to our faith in god" A more ridicu-
lous announcement has not been made
since one Thomas Marshall the most
unknown of all cur yice-presidents, de-
clared that what this cohntry needed
most was a good five-cent cigar.
TN justice TO Mr.. Marshall. it must
be said that he was never taken
seriously. least of all by himself. But
James J. Davis is quite conceited, and
why not? One million human beings
who like to claim knship with a once
noble beast, made him richer by one
dollar each in return for the privilege
of making fools of themselves. Davis
would like to return to the old time
religion. He is welcome to the retro
grade movement. We are only sorry
that it is outside OF our power to give
him a stomach full of what he wants.
ONLY a few short weeks ago the
" catholic political machine staged
circus here for the purpose of i'm
pressing all and sundry with the politi-
cal power of the church. 1t was an
impressive affair. ] claim that what
ever hokum there is in the religious
line not appropriated or retained by
the catholic church is either relegated
TO the spiritual scrap can or else
rented TO the lzu klux khan. If street
fakir tried to prove TO his accidental
AUDIENCE of suckers that the alleged
snake oil he sells them would turn
into 2.75 per cent beer in their stom-
achs he would be arrested by the boot
leggers as a public fraud. But the
church declares without batting an
eyelid that a slice of cracker favored
with fermented grapejuice will become
transformed into the corpse Of a dead
Hebrew after priest mumbles his in.
carnations over it. 1t must be said in
mitigation of the priestly performance
that this miracle takes place after the
reverend gentleman takes couple of
hookers of good pre-war wine into his
system. 49, o.
rs there anything more weird than
this? There is, and funnier, but
We would like to give Davis a taste of
the real old religious stuff. 1t would
be too much to expect that Mr.. Davis
has any knowledge OF the trials and
tribulations of the early scientists who
delved into the unknown at the risk
OF life and limb. Why we can almost
smell the burning flesh of Bruno, who
was burned at the stake by the church,
then the sole and only christian
church, because he disagreed with the
pope, who held that every time a fash
OF lightning appeared god was angry.
And Calico? II Mr. Davis had organ.
tied his Moose in those days peck.
eted the iron man he gets from every
joiner he would find himself toasting
on hot griddle or stretching his
limbs on a rack unless he shared his
graft generously with the pope.
TT Mr.. Davis is really anxious to
l. gorge himself spiritually with what
he calls the old time religion many de-
cent tho not wealthy people would
willingly chip In on a collection to