The people's voice. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1939-1969, 1940-02-07
By BEN BUCKLEY

Bend your knees my friends, face
east and curtsey with prayer on your
lips. From that direction comes the
king of kings of intellect and wisdom.
The great Dewey comes! He is not
unlike the three wise men that fol-
lowed the shining star to help usher
into the world peace, happiness and
good will to man. Bare your head
in the presence of this great being and
let not your curiosity probe too deeply
into the mysterious advent Of this col
losal superman lest thou shalt be
turned into a pillar of salt by the
goddess of capitalism and stand there
forever as a monument of disobedi-
ence Go and PROSTATE yourself be-
fore this great intellect of wisdom as
he brings to you great and glorious
teaching, new thought in the life
of mankind that will cleanse the world
of sin and forever stop the suffering
of mankind This great thought was
stamped into the very being OF Mr.
Dewey when he was made by the
greatest machine the east has ever
known. Every care was taken in the
formative period of Mr.. Dewey to
make sure that when he was at last
wound up and set on the track of
his great mission that he wouldn't
stop, skid, jump the track or run
backwards, but would carry to the
untaught, the ignorant and the sheep
of the nation that wonderful new
thought = that government must be
kept out of business-business must
regain confidence in government-and
the greatest thought of all, one that
the gods must have stayed up nights
grouped in round table discussions to
have thought of; WE MUST BAL
ANCE THE BUDGET!
/ picked up daily paper here last
night telling of the arrival of the
great Dewey. 1t gave list of names
of different organizations that were |
sending delegates to great this ma |
chine-made politician. And there
standing sandwiched in between all of |
the bitterest foes of labor stood labor
itself, grinning like Cheshire cat that |
had been into the cream, satisfied and |
content to bask in the light of it's |
biterest enemies and to welcome to
their midst a bomb made especially |
to destroy them. 1t reminded me of
one time 1 visited big slaughter
house. in Chicago. At the time l was
there they were killing sheep. The
sheep were penned up outside and
there was a chute that led from the
pen into the slaughter house. Just at
the top of the chute there was
blind door that led off to the left into
another chute and back to the pen,
while straight ahead and open to fol-
low the chute led to the killing pens.
a sheep is an animal that
has none or very little initiative they
must always have leader. At this
particular place they had goat which
led the sheep. He was a wise old
fellow, in a way, and knew when he
got through with his work that night
he would be fed and taken care Of.
So he always stod by the little gate
that led into the chute and up to the
killing pens. When someone came
along and opened the gate he would
dash out and up the chute with the
sheep close behind him, but just be-
fore he came to the killing pens he
would duck off to the right through
The little door and go back down the .
chute to the pen outside. The sheep
would dash madly on thinking he was
Just ahead and would wind up in the :
killing pen and have their Threats cut.
was interested in the part that the
goat played because it reminded me !.
If the little drama of life played by
mankind substituting the sheep for .
men and the goat for some of our
eaders. l asked the attendant at the '
gate what they did with the goat . ?
When he got too old to play his part
DO you," 1 said, pension him off
With plenty to eat and a nice warm +
,lace to sleep until he dies of old
Ige?" He laughed and said, "Oh, hell, 2
lie is Just a goat When he gets too II