Vagabond Editorials

(Continued from Page 7) first showed their heads at Washington, wise men everywhere predicted that trouble must corne from such philosophy. Their predictions already seem well verified.

, And all about us "rr*r.*tr*rnin are asking-'lwis that terrible thing that halipened at San Francisco just these socialistic isms in full bloom, or was it not?"

General Hugh Johnson-the timid, modest head of NRA -flew into San Francisco, took one look, and shouted to the high tlssvsn5-"This is not a strike-it's Civil War."

The General is apt * n""odt"". I wonder if, when he looked about him there, that renowned warning about sowing a zephyr and reaping a whirlwind did not enter his mind, for a mornent at least?

If you want sometfrirrg*to i;O about, and are not too politically embroiled to dare think freely, give that San Francisco situation a few moments of your mental time' A group of men, by force of arms, took the law unto themselves, denying to hundreds of thousands of people who had no direct interest in their controversy, almost every right and privilege guaranteed them by the Constitution of the United States, set up their own Commune, and made and enforced their own laws affecting all the people in that territory.

Other than to offer to act as arbitrator, the Government of the United States lifted no finger to aid those beleaguered citizens. And this at a time when the Government has injected itself into practically all of our private business and personal affairs. A barber in New York might cut the price of a hair-cut, and that immediately becomes the business of this sovereign Government; a business in the middle west jumps over the code fence, and Uncle Sam is after him quicker than Hitler could pass a synagogue; a factory in the South cuts a business corner, and the United States Government in righteous wrath visits destruction upon it.

But the thing that happened at San Francisco is no business of our Uncle Sam !

Let us all join together and sing that grand old hymn entitled-"Some day, some day we'll understand."

My friend, Carl Crow, ", ""**nd, Oregon, sits and watches a great army of needy sawmill workers in the Northwest suffer from want of the necessities of life, because the mills are closed and have been closed for months by the dock strike that forbids the shipping of lumber. There are 17,000 of these men so situated, and probably thirty thousand in other lines of business, out of jobs for' months because the products of the Northwest cannot be shipped.

Carl sits and looks, *JJ".;e sees makes him bitter. He. tells of seeing the strike pickets walk their beats, a weapon in one hand, and in the other a banner stating that they are helping the President carry out his NRA program.

Get the picture *.* *n= J*n *orar. He says: "A handful of communistic radicals have, with the law of the brigand, the law of assault and battery, the law o'f violence and slugging, the law of threats and intimidation," prevented a great number of honest, hard-working, worthy citizens of the Northwest who have no connection whatever with the controversy at the docks, from making a living.

"T,here are 17,000 ,*r"l,"J ,r1"" ," the Northwest lumber industry," writes Carl in his Crow's Lumber Digest. "Forgotten by President Roosevelt, who is eating regularly on his fishing trip; forgotten by loud-speaker Johnson, who is eating regularly; forgotten by the striking longshoremen who are eating regularly at Government expense; and bringing starvation and ruination nearer to the Northwest every day.'

But what of it? ,oor, ,1" "rU" at the raisers of doodlebugs will be completed and in effect, and everything will be serene and happy in dear old Washington, D. C., where the mighty minds of today are giving the thinkers of the future something to ponder over for all time to come.

Change Of Office

The Los Angeles office of the California Redn'ood Association has been moved from the Architects Building to 1125-26 W. N{. Garland Building, 117 lVest Ninth Street. The telephone number is l{Utual 8156. R. R. Leishman, in charge of promotional rvork, and Carroll T. Morton, structural engineer, in the Southern California territory, make their headquarters at the Association's Los Angeles office.