The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1930-11-28

d workers with hallow cheeks,
at the tables. The white and
scolored workers are one in this scene
of desperation. Together they are
being humbled, Inundated and in
suited by the great capitalist system.
Kind Hearted Boss %
Mr.. Patterson is in the room BEAM
ing. He looks upon his flock with
a benevolent expression! His face is
not like the worker at the table who
eats silently and ravishingly. No.
Mr.. Patterson has nice round face.
He appears to be only 25 years old.
His suit is Immediately and per-
fectly pressed. His tie is of the most
expensive texture. His whole appear
ance is prosperity He is explaining
the method of the lunch room to an
other notable of the city. That the
women in the white aprons and white
caps are from his plant, the N. c. R.
Welfare Dept. They are serving the
food.
Mr.. Patterson is overwhelmingly
satisfied with himself. He can't get
over what good fellow he is. There's
worker who once had a job at the
Cash Register. Mr.. Patterson must
make these poor unfortunates feel
good. He Slaps him on the back and
asks how he likes everything. He
smiles patronizingly here, there,
everywhere, he wants to create the
feeling of a king over his subjects,
devouring the crumbs after a huge
banquet which the royalty has just
Toasted upon.
Sickeningly Sweet.
Mr.. Patterson is a real disciple of
the capitalist class. He is one of the
masters and knows how to serve his
class. In order to make the illusion
100 per cent that the worker and
capitalist can be friends and that
soup kitchens can take the place of
social insurance he has trapped the
workers who are starving and come
to help. The lunch room is run on
cafeteria style. Long tables, flowers
set on each table. AS soon as anyone
comes in man is at the door with
a professional: This way, please.
Take your tray and move right
along" The workers takes his tray.
He is unaccustomed to even such DO
likeness. There is a choice of oat-
meal, boloney sandwiches, soup, milk
or coffee. You can have a dish of
each. The children get milk. When
you come to the end of the line a
woman hands you cigarette Cf YOU
are mani with sickeningly sweet
smile, man is right at your elbow
to strike a match and light it for
you. The children and girls get
candy.
Mr.. Patterson, president of the N.
G. r., is descended from the great
Frederick Patterson, who died a few
years ago and was the original own
er and president of the N. C. R. He
was always known as "benefactor
main character in the flood of 1913
OF the poor people" He was the
His laurels are still sung because he
turned over the MGR. School House
and Diningroom for the relief of the
stricken workers. He has always been
IN order to keep workers from fight
Tor all kinds of refornist measures
ing for the real thing His son, John
H. Patterson, has inherited this ten
dency and has learned how to carry
cut his fathers teachings very eff
fectively.
The line of hungry workers keeps
growing. Every fifteen minutes there
are about 20 children coming for
food Some have not eaten for sew
eral days. They go back in the line
after they have once been served
They want to fill up so that they will
not suffer SO much from the panes
OF hunger. The lunch room is opened
from 4 to 7:30 p. m. and there are
many reluctant workers and children
who hang around until it is closing
time.
1t is this impoverished state of
the workers that the capitalist ex-
ploiters are after. 1t is their object
to make the workers so low and to
get them used to being satisfied with
bone if the master throws it at
them. 1t is such methods that the
workers must REBEL against. To
show that we cannot stand for such
outrages against the workers.
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