Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1940-12-30
Carica+ures
Of Bosses
Out Of Date
Types NOT Recognizable
in Any Of Fields
CThs opinions expressed by
Mr.. Pegfer are not neeessariiy
those of The Detroit Times.)
By WESTBROOK PEGLER
MILD rebellion is in prog


A MILD rebellion is in prog
ress against the careless use
of such terms as "appeaser" and
''interventionist," and while the
mood is up should like to pro-
pose for oblivion some political
stencils which have been used
for years by the cartoonists.
First on the list is the symbol
of capital, or the employer. con-
sisting of fat and fat-headed
Individual, feasting on rare
viands and exotic delicacies at a
table laden with wine bottles
te which there is no objection
except the devastating fact that
it is absurdly incorrect.
->Inhn-D- Rockefeller ST. At
the height of his career always
pictured as the champion mon
ster. was in reality a scrawny
dyspeptic. who. during most of
his service as a social and politi--
cal symbol in print, lived almost
entirely on baby food. never
touched alcohol and contributed
heavily TO the campaign which
brought down on his fellowmen
the scourge of prohibition.
Henry Ford also is teetotaler
and prohibitionist. and old sob
bling Sam Insull-whatever his
tastes may have been. of which
have no Acknowledgements a
runt for size, as lean as the ham
die of a hoe and, in his .counte-
nance. the direct opposite of the
loose-lipPed. bug-eyed slob whose
figure appears year after year
in the unimaginative and. from
the editorial standpoint. gener-
ally incomplete publications of
the extreme left.
He was sharp. harsh. arrogant
and cunning. yes,, but he was no
drooling- nYerstuffed jumblewit.
and any cartoonist who so de-
picts that fabulous creature
labeled The Bosses" is guilty
of misleading his clientele
My ACQUAINTANCE With
w captains OF industry in
cludes not a few who command
If they do not exactly enjoy.
such volume of mass hatred as
these cartoons are intended TO
express. and / must say that
those who so regard them are
Understanding the enemy to
a perilous extent.
They are. in the main, very
alert. intelligent men who drink
seldom and not very much. and
their appetites as to food run
pretty we'll TO steak. chops.
StewS and hash.
They are too smart TO fall
into the habit of getting drunk,
and they work such long hours.
many of them having auxiliary
offices in their homes. that
nervous tension makes them a
little wary of unwiSe eating.
As 10 most Of them. one i'm
portant reason why they are
bosses is that. from the very
beginning. they drove them
selves harder at their jobs and
were smarter and more able
and resourceful than their con-
temporarieS in the shop or Of
flee.
TNHE figure of the long-haired
i intellectual or radical is
equally misleading and needs
revision in the interests OF
truth and of the people who are
supposed to form a mental pic
ture of the creature.
The fact is that, like the
bosses, the intellectuals of this
group are of no particular
physical type and may be as
bald as the sole of your foot
and Indignantly bright in So
phistry.
The intellectual is more likely
than the bosses to overdrink and
raise hell with the waiter about
the condition of the camembert.
because he likes to flay around
IN space, and hootch or wine
gets him off the ground.
He doesn't want to get to the
office in the morning. and if he
doesn't make the deadline at the
butchers paper magazine with
his 1.500 words il means nothing
TO him TO stand off the landlord
or stock his dinner tab on the
spike at the basement table
d'hote.
But most of them shave and
many of them wash, and the
whole cult of them have enjoyed
affecting a civilized hairdo and
creases in their pants-which
causes strangers to tell them
that they certainly do not look
the part.
The labor leader in the square
cap and with his sleeves rolled
up, revealing brawny forearms,
is almost a total fallacy, as a
glimpse at the national conven-
tions of the AF'L and the CIC
will prove, and certainly the
figure known as the worker him
self. also in square cap and with
bare forearms, is not typical.
William z. Foster. whose
standing in the revolutionary
mob is to the left of Earl Brow