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Never Forget That These Editorials Are The Opinion Of One Man
—--And He May Be Wrong
The Decision
The decision now facing the America
people is not a new one. It has been put
into words before more elequently:
"—That this nation, under God, shall
have a birth of freedom—and that gov
ernment of the people, by the people,
for the people shall not perish from the
earth."
This is the classic constitutional con
frontation now marching toward decis
ion between the people, through their
elected representatives, and the appoint
ed life-tenure oligarchs of the supreme
court who have leaped into the vacuum
created by congressional cupidity and
carved themselves a large chunk of free
dom’s flesh from the American body
politic.
Power, however obtained tends to cor
rupt, and total power ducth as the thin
majority of the supreme court has usurp
ed has totally corrupted the entire con
stitutional balance in our nation. No
longer do we have the serene support
of the written law, but the entire nation
must stagger from day to day under the
transient whim of nine non-elective men,
and worse the whim of only that thin
majority of five of these power-madden
ed judges.
.Here in the South there has been a
tendency to over-emotionalize those
court decisions pertaining to racial
segregation, but on balance few of us
with any reasonable attitude can attack
the basic premise which 'has outlawed
a legalized bi-racialism in a system of
free men.
The most terrible blows to freedom
been made in the reckless des
truction by this court of local govern
ment, because local government is the
basic building block from which this
representative government was built and
on which it has. so greatly prospered.
Interfering with the orderly processes
of justice, of legislation, and over-turn
ing such simple local ordinances as tres*
passing on up to and including the cor
ruption of justice in the bloody
of capital felooies; these are the f
ous crimes of this Earl Warren oligar
chy.
Deliberately demoralizing the concepts
of religion, giving aid and comfort to the
unholy conspiracy of international
socialism, which is sometimes mistaken
ly classified as Russian Communism;
this, too, is the premeditated, malicious
damage to American freedom this court
has repeatedly committted.
Attempting to administer thousands
of school systems, presiding over the
organization of every state legislature,
sitting as committing magistrate to
every criminal—felon or misdemeanant,
board of review to every civil claim,
chief psychiatrists to the nation and case
worker to every welfare problem . . .
these are the basic listing of the impossi
ble mountain of work this court has
greedily clasped to its breast.
And, as ever, centralized' government
breeds the most hateful of all tyrannies;
that of the faceless bureaucrat, with his
mincing regulations, tight-lipped sincer
ity and plati tudinous ri ghteousness. -
It is far better to be slaughtered by
an Attila than' to be slowly devoured by
maggots on the dung heap of totalitar
ian socialism.
And so now congress after a genera
tion of abdication seeks to regain its
legal authority and to exercise its con
stitutional responsibility.
Voting in the senate last month 72-to-2
began curbing the lusts of this judicial
tyranny, and this week the gauntlet is
Hung back full in the face of this over
whelming “sense of congress” with
another batch of nit-picking technicali
ties which sets free more confessed, con
victed felons from this Earl ..Warren
court.
This is a classical constitutional
crisis and’ its firm resolution can have
only one answer among free men: That
the will of the people through <
shall prevail and that
utterly;despisedby th<* yery N^gro they
seriously sought to hr#. » : ??
These self-righteouBr: souls made the
perfectly innocent Wtake of assuming
from theit Olympian pedestal that every
body, ahd especially Negroes wanted to
be white ... to think white, marry white,
worship white, eat white, dress white,
There were some of us, called “racists”
or “Niggef ilaters” who tried to caution
them that their white snobbery would
infuriate Negroes of pride ahd attract
those “converts” who were eager to
take the “missionary rice”, no matter
what kind of insulting package ij, might
come M.
Now these learnedly pious are learn
ing, the hard way, that Negroes are not
the second class citizens that the Uni
ted States Supreme Court officially de
clared them to be when it said with what
little dignity an Earl-Warren court could
muster, that Negro schools were “in
herently” inferior to white schools.
Hardly a week passes now when some
liberal world remaker doesn’t confess
the error of his way, and point out as if
he had suddenly found something new
that Negroes need- the cohesive force
segregation brings in many fields of en
deavor.
Those of us who now sit muttering,
“I told you so.” know now as we knew
long ago that the American Negro was
grossly wronged in countless different
ways, public and private. But we tried
to say then, and we now can more safely
repeat that one cannot help Negiro
schools by destroying them, nor improve
Negro neighborhoods by destroying
them, nor build. Negro pride—indvidual
ly of collectively—by mouthing the white
snobbism that a Negro teacher cannot
teach a Negro child as well as a white
teacher.,. We told you .. We told you so
. . We told you so. . .
The Car Problem
Americans suffer an almost totally
schizoid tendency when it comes to
the specific subject of automobiles. Con
sider: Behind the wheel this Homo
Amerioanus wants the open road, with no
old maid school teachers to slow his
pace, no stop lights from coast to coast,
no left-turn roads blocking his haste to
get wherever he’s headed.
But when this same panting, accelera
tor stomper reaches that safe harbor of
home he wants no further traffic to pass
by his doorstep. He wants peace and
quiet, and curses to the darkest and
deepest T>its of perdition that “nut be
hind the wheel”, who races a motor, or
screeches a tire within earshot of his
territorial imperative. . '• '
If the roads are to be built: Build
them on the other side of town, and
just provide me with a tree-lined lane
to my own vine-covered cottage.
On my coiner install four-way stop
signs, cut speed limits to 10 miles 'an
hour, erect “Protect Our Children”
signs on every approach to that area
where my children play in the streets.
But curses on that empty-headed
traffic engineer who dares to litter my
path to the office with stop signs, yield
right-of-way signs and those infernal
slow-changing red lights!
At the doorway of a, home, it’s hats
off, and 'gracious bows to the ladies, and
sudden leaping to one’s feet when little
old ladies enter the room.
But on the village streets: What’s that
old biddy doing behind a steering wheel?
Blow your horn, mutter curses at her as
she pokes along looking for a parking
placesor to pick up a grandchild.
At the lodge hall its Brother Buddy,
and have another short? one, but on the
streets it’s “Get the hell out of my way,
JACK
Village” that the leaders of the Poor
People .Mapch ate “roughing it” in a
' ' 2k—Li_ siUk rAnmt
rooms
miles from the mudpie that, has
made out of once beautiful Poto
And it is fitting, if also laughable that
the Right Reverend Ralph Abernathy
arjrivesj talking out of the side of his dir
. in an air-conditioned Imperial; . not
just a plain everyday red Cadillac con
vertible like the Poor People March mar
shals use to shepherd the poverty
striken around.
'% It’s all rather reminiscent of , the Late
Lamented Patrice Lamumba, prime
minister of The Congo until he was fri
caseed by some of his big eating cou
sins. The departed Lamumba’s first offi
cial act was to charter a jet for Washing
ton where, he was annotated with liber
al oil and given six million of the Ameri
can taxpayers’ dollars to play with. His
first purchase was six Lincoln Continent
als, which he shipped back to The Congo
by air-Meght.
Poor nations and poor people have
been used as the thinly veiled pretext for
committing more commercial rape on the
taxpayers of these not-so-united States
than anyone flimflammery in the na
tion’s history. And, the beat goes on . . .
There is still a very large part of con
gress, and perhaps an even larger part
of the average population who believe
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Some Worm
The political worm can turn faster
than a sailor’s head at a pretty girl. :>
Just a few weeks ago Emperor Charles
of All Gaul was touring around behind
the Iron Curtain telling, the satellite
powers how to tweek the noses of the
boys in the Kremlin back room.
' And last year his royal gallic high
ness was shouting “Vive Quebec Iibre”
while fanning nationalistic French fires
on a state visit to Canada, Which had the
courage to match DeGaulle’s gall with a
little Canadian sauce for this aged goose,
and sent him borne before he got to see
the sights of Expo ’68.
And now this lofty alp among Europe
an political hills stands stripped of his
power, and his grand dreams for La
Belle France.
It is sad, for the same lack of purpose
that wafted DeGauUe about the world
with is imperial airs and insulting
(rhetoric has been adopted by his own
people, and with 'little rime and less
reason they have suddenly pulled his
castle down around his king-sized ears.
So the political worm once again has
suddenly tinned.
And. in America the first defeat of the
Boston Kennedy KLan has been seen as
the political worm took a sudden turn
to Oregon, and pushed: a dropout name
of McCarthy back into prominence.
Of course the wormiest squirmer of
all the political larva is Hubert Horatio
Humphrey who has now passed from his
pupal stage of flaming liberal, riot- pro
vocateur and teetotal socialist to emerge
in full color as the butterfly of Southern
conservatives and Wall Street’s “en
lightened capitalists”; ~ r-—
Not only does politics mate* strange
bedfellows . .It also creates strange beds
in which these queer political worms in
cubate, or whatever it is that ..strange
bedfellows do- when they get in strange
beds together, n
found a way to 'have one without the
problems. . . .traffic and diapers, and
the diaper engineers are in the lead at
'this writing.
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