The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1946-09-12

subjects upon
which my boss is particularly
choleric - me and dogs and me
and the Russians. (Attention, Prav-
da, there is no connection I'm likely
to get a trife off balance on both
topices - definitely pro-dog and in
creasingly anti-Russian. Of course,
I'm pretty allergic to J. c. Petrillo,
too, but so is the Boss, so we don't
have any trouble about that.
I don't really think the Boss is
any less pro-dog or antiRussian than
I am l think he thinks that people
get tired of my harping on the latter
and he, personally, gets weary with
my enthusiasm for the former. Well,
l always feel that you've got to be
enthusiastic about something and the
more / see of the Russians at Paris
the better I like dogs.
Up until recently l have consid-
cred myself a model of sweetness
and light in re Marshall Stains boys
In spite of a marked disparity of
ideals between our way of life and
the Russky pattern, I was perfectly
willing to let the Russians play Com
munist all over their neck of the
woods, while we played Democracy
all over ours. However, Boss or no
Boss, want to go on record at
this point as stating that the Rus
slams make me sick.
l haven't reached the point where
l consider all of Middle Europe, the
Balkans, the Isles of Greece, where
burning Sapho loved and sung"
China, or the United States of Ameri-
ca, Russia's necks of the woods. And
to my mind its high time somebody
picked up the fit gun and chased
the Russian Bear back to his own
bailiwick.
Of course you can't blame the
Russians for trying to get by with
as much as they can. Back in the
days when we We're passing Neutral
ity Laws and letting the Germans
run wild all over Europe, the good
old USSR had nice treaty with
Germany which permitted England
to fight the war alone while the
Russians got ready for the day that
their cynical minds knew would
come The day that the Huns hop
ped over the Russian border.
Later, after Pearl Harbor, we sud-
denly began getting awfully buddy
buddy with our former not-so- good
friends. 1t was as if we had said:
20. K. Tovarich, our little feather
ed friends out of Honshu have kick.
ed us into this conflict through the
back door and now, by George,
we're Allies! We're glad of that be-
cause we Shudder to think of the
sabotage that your agents would be
diShing out to us if we didn't Just
happen to have a common enemy.
so we'll give you everything you
want that we can spare and
a few things we can't. Moreover
we'll go even farther. Well forget
all about the well known fact that
all through history you boys have
been the biggest international black
mailers in the business. Well meet
you wherever you say and to show
our faith we'll whip up some secret
covenants, secretly arrived at 1t may
cause posterity some trouble, but af-
ter all lot of posterity won't be
coming home from this war and any,
way, who cares? The lids off"
Probably the grass will be green
over the graves of my generation be-
fore the truth of certain agreements
made at Teheran and Yalta is COM
mon knowledge - or probably, since
we have distinguished ourselves by
loosing the Atomic Bomb on the
world - there won't be any green
grass anywhere.
Be all that as it may, every day
that Russian puppet rulers declare
open season on American flyers and
every day that the Soviet's repre-
sentatives in Paris put another one
over on us = and the large portion
of Europe that they have enslaved-
yearn for the old days of the West