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THE NEWBERRY SUN. NEWBERRY. S. C. Washington Di9GStj Elections Will Bring Out Those Cave Man Instincts By BAUKHAGE Sews Analyst and Commentator. WASHINGTON.—I know you may find it hard to believe, but I was not greatly stirred up over the election campaign and its outcome. I have a job and it’s as tough under one party as another. I have no vote, and between you and me, I am not agitating for a civil rights bill which will get me one. Like all of the citizens of the District of Columbia, I share the delight ful irresponsibility with minors, idiots and criminals who don’t have « vote either. Thus, I am without political af-^ filiation, obligation, or prejudice. Well — sometimes I do have one prejudice—a race prejudice. Some times I get awful ly prejudiced against the human race. Another reason that I am not po litically excited this year is that I have been watch ing the Washing ton vaudeville show from a good seat in the gallery press and radio gallery—most of the time for the past three decades, and although the performers have changed, there hasn’t been to much alteration of the script. A Republican or a Dem ocratic politician, to a reporter, smells >o sweeter by any name. It is my business to report what they do and say, and, of ■ course, from my standpoint, the more they do and say, the better—let the brickbate faU where they may. I have observed a good many acts on the Washington scene that got top billing—and deserved it. I have also listened to a lot of pret ty sad comedians and seen a lot of hams. But on the whole I believe that, regardless of who happens to be in the cast, taking it all in all, it's a pretty high class drama. In fact, I think as we compare the Wash ington program with most of those that are offered by the other capi tals of the worlds it’s really the greatest show on earth. However, during campaign time I must admit I would rather be right (where I am) than President. On any ticket. Now don’t think I am object ing to our good old knock-down, drag-out method of electing Presidents or any other officials. I not only think it’s a wonderful thing that we have this free- for-all every four years, but I think both parties would wither on the vine if we didn’t. In fact I think the abandonment Of our method would probably bring crashing to the ground the palla dium of our republic, would de stroy our opportunity to pursue life, liberty and happiness—and the weekly pay envelope—and would reduce these United States to such a condition that the Indians wouldn’t take the property back if we offered it ta them. I base this statement not upon mere guess but upon sound scien tific studies of the question of why we behave like human beings (when we do). Now I don’t know how far you will go along with the psychiatrists who claim your athlete’s foot is due to a complex created when you were two years old by having your big brother drop a baseball bat on your toe. Nevertheless I think one thing has been established by psychiatry—a truism confirmed by writers and poets of all ages and which you can confirm yourself by going over some of your own inner thoughts. Especially when you think what you’d like to do to the man who crumpled your fender while you were attending prayer meeting. v I refer to the accepted truism that even the most benign and mild-mannered Mr. Milquetoast has a caveman deep within him. One has only to observe one’s own angel-child who, on his way home from Sunday School, and in cooperation with the angel-children of one’s neighbors, will tie a can to a dog’s tail or engage in a dozen other “humane" activities that w<nild give a visiting cannibal from the South Seas something to write home about. We DO have a caveman within us; we DO have primitive, aggres sive instincts. We have the instinct to give pain, to destroy, to take advantage of our fellow-man. The early period of our lives is spent in being taught to turn these instincts to good purpose. The psychologists call it "sublimating’’ them. The sadistic inclination of a medical student can be transmuted, under the influence of civilized society, tef make him the finest surgeon. The desire to plunder and rob and destroy, common to even ffie most angelic little ones, can be channeled into the ingenui ty by which the engineer moves mountains and captains of in dustry push railways through the forest, and thus benefit in stead of harm mankind. Do you suppose we could put on that greatest of all exhibitions—a World Series game—if it weren’t for the old cave-man? I have heard it said that base ball has become the monarch of sports because it brings into play so many of the primitive emotions. First, we have pursuit, without which primitive man could not get the food necessary to sustain him self and his family (or even a wife to raise the family). Then—another primitive pastime used in baseball—pity the poor cave-man who couldn’t accurately heave a rock! It only requires plenty of practice in a summer camp plus what was learned in the sandlot to turn that basic desire into the ability to pitch a no-hit, no run game. Take one more example. As the cave-man progressed, he learned to use a club. So there it is—base runner, pitcher, batsman. Primitive Urges Basic in Democracy Just as the sublimation of primi tive instinct has formed the great sport of the greatest democracy in the world—so the sublimation of some of these instincts behind an cient tribal customs has made our democracy itself possible. In a successful democracy, instincts are not repressed. They are merely modified so that they fit into a human and humane society. As you know, by the time man had reached the point where ho had organized himself into a clan, it was the “papa” who ran things. He was the chief because he had the one quality most essential in those days for self and group pro tection—strength. His term of office was not lim ited by statute. Some of the chiefs even ran for a fourth term. But as the “papa” grew older— if not wiser—he also grew weaker. But his sons were growing stronger. Finally they felt it was time to hold an election. (They had had their primaries of course, and had picked a candidate). Then the campaign began. It was usually quite short—but very snappy. Both candidates were armed with good- sized clubs. The debate took place at some point where the non-vot ing but interested electorate (this was before women’s suffrage) could watch with as little personal danger as possible. Of course the best man finally won. Inauguration ceremonies took place immediately, attend ed by all of the tribe except a couple who were delegated to bury the defeated candidate. Then the younger brothers and the females settled down to maintain peace, prosperity, and the pursuit of happiness. Let me quote one or two para graphs from the work of that very fascinating book by Dr. Gregory Zilboorg — “Mind Medicine, ahd Man.” - “It is difficult to find any func tion of our democratic society which surpasses or even approximates an electoral campaign in intensity and blatancy of aggression. Acrimony, anger, hate, slander, venality ap pear — everything except actual homicide. The proverbial lid is lit erally off the reservoir of patricidal drives, and society hurls itself on its symbolic victim with all the en ergy of a primitive cannibal. It is primitive cannibalism, whether it expresses itself in campaign slan der, whispering campaigns, political maneuvering, or flattery of the in dolent who do not care. A father is to be killed by way of democratic ceremonial, and a new one will at once be set up by way of the same ceremonial.” In other words, we had a healthy fight in November and got it out of our systems. The cave-man within us was satis fied. We’ve got ourselves a President, and nobody has com mitted murder. And there in we have an advan tage not shared by some other coun tries. For here, even between elec tions, we allow the cave-man to roar qnmuzzled in the press, over the radio, and from the rostrum. He can brandish his verbal club and hurl his barbed epithets in the very face of the President, the congress, and the town meeting. And thereby, likewise, we prove our strength, a strength which de rives not from the atomic bomb, but from a power that can and does penetrate peacefully even through an iron curtain. A married man is a better adapt er than a single man, says the American Machinist. He probably has learned that it is adapt or in crease Fido's housing problem. PASS THE CATSUP . . . Joan Adamas, 16, Wynesburg, Pa., high school honor student, gulps down a grasshopper for the pho tographer. She charges a dollar a grasshopper and says they taste “a little bitter.” THE CHURCHILLS . .. Mr. and Mrs. Winston Churchill are shown leaving St. Margaret’s church after attending the wed ding of Lady Margaret Eger- ton. Princess Elizabeth’s lady- in-waiting, to John Colville, the Princess’ private secretary. LEGION COMMANDER . . . S. Perry Brown, Beaumont, Tex., • 56-year-old veteran of both world wars, was chosen national commander of the American Le gion by acclamation at the re cent annual convention in Miami. SWEET STOPOVER ... Clutch ing the first piece of chocolate he’s had in his four-year-old life, Eric Schoetta grins at the de lectable taste. He’s just arrived in New Tork from Europe and Is preparing to board a Peruvian International airlines plane to Pern. LIE DETECTOR IN ACTION ... Dr. Alice Lindsay Wynekoojj, 77, did not murder her daughter-in-law according to the results of the psycho- detecto-meter lie test conducted by Dr. Orlando F: Scott. The aged woman physician who was convicted of slaying pretty Rheta Gardner Wynekoop was recently freed from prison after serving 13 years and nine months for the sensational murder. WOMAN MAYOR . . . Mrs. Dorothy McCullough Lee, who soon will be come the first woman mayor of the city of Portland, Ore., finds much interest in studying the intricate working of New York City. Here Chief Inspector Martin Brown, with the aid of a policeman, shows her on a miniature street model the route taken by presidents, kings and heroes when they visit the biggest city on the continent. THRESHOLD OF A NEW LIFE . . . This photograph was taken at Bremerhaven, Germany, as the first of 205,000 displaced persons board ed ship for the United States and a new way of life. Xanina Cerzas- taite, a 13-year-old parentless Lithuanian girl, is understandably be wildered by the commotion which attended her boarding of the U. S, army transport General Black on her way to the promised land. •ROUND AND ’ROUND . . . Winners of the six-day bike race grind at the Kingsbridge armory in New York City, Belgians Emile Bruneau and Louis J. Saen still go around and around la their dreams no doubt. THE NAVY REMEMBERS ... In a colorful ceremony undimmed by driving rain the navy remembers its own fighting men who died at sea and the men of all the United Nations who were lost at sea. Chaplains of three major faiths. Catholic, Protestant and Jewish, throw over board a floral tribute to America’s dead. Later, children of U. N. delegates tossed over a floral remembrance to all the men of the United Nations who died at sea. Highway Tax Evasion A ROUND the army’s Pentagon, largest office building in the world, winds a network of modern istic macadam highways which have now become the center of one of the capital’s most interesting hush-hush income tax scandals. For the men who built the high ways, W. J. “Doc” Hardy and F. McKenzie Davison of the Arlington Asphalt company, apparently did not feel they should pay full taxes on the profits they made from Unffle Sam. In fact, treasury agents who finally caught up with the pair, es timate that they quick-changed Uncle Sam out of $500,000. Probably that explains p yacht, a home in Florida and a new mansion in Virginia. However, the two Virginia con structors have been frantically pull ing wires on Capitol Hill, especially with Virginia’s Sen. Harry E. Byrd, and for a time it looked as if their tax case was stalled. Some of the tricks used by the Virginia asphalt kings to duck in come taxes were just as devious as the cobweb of highways they built around the Pentagon. For example, they made out checks for several thousand dol lars to W. W. Thomas and S. M. Redd, contractors, who later gave T-men affidavits that they never received the checks. What Hardy and Davison did was forge endorsements and cash the checks themselves, then deduct the amount of the checks from their income-tax returns. • * • Cadillacs and Mansion The two kings of Virginia Asphalt also macife out other false invoices and vouchers which they deducted from their income taxes, and jug gled funds carelessly between their private accounts and the company’s account. Both Mrs. Hardy and Mrs. Davison received a weekly salary of $75 from Arlington Asphalt, though not seen working for the company. Hardy also used workers, paid out of company funds, to help build his palatial new Virginia mansion; while Davison drives Cadillac and Lincoln automobiles, both owned by the company. He keeps another com pany Cadillac at his winter home in Miami. Queried about this, Davison replied: “You’d be surprised at the company business we have in Florida.” To investigate Hardy and Davison, the bureau of internal revenue sent six agents simultaneously to grill key witnesses. As the T-men closed in. Hardy and Davison hurriedly hired a tax attorney, L William Stempil, formerly of the bureau of internal revenue and who knew all six agents personally. But Stempil got' nowhere. • • • Byrd Goes Into Reverse Then the Arlington Asphalt own ers pulled their ace card and called on Senator Byrd for help. J. W. Bar ton, partner in the Subsidiary Coal company, boasted that Byrd would “fix” the case; but when this care less talk got out. Barton was called on the carpet by Hardy and Davison and a denial was issued. That began a rash of strangely conflicting stories. When tax attor ney Stempil learned Hardy and Dav ison had been seen going into Byrd’s office, he admitted they had con sulted Byrd about their tax trou bles. Davison, however, said his call on Byrd had nothing to do with taxes. Later, confronted with Stempil’s statement that taxes were discussed with Byrd, Davison revised his statement and explained they had gone to see Byrd “principally about another matter,” but had talked about the tax case. , tfet Byrd emphatically denied any kitowledge of the case. Queried by this column about his talks with Hardy and Davison, the senator from Virginia snorted: “I never met them, I never even heard of them.’’ Next day, however, Senator Byrd’s office telephoned to say that the senator’s memory had been bad, that he had talked with Hardy and Davison, though he refused to help them. Treason Exposed! On November I, 1947, Drew Pearson exposed one of the strangest treason cases of the war—that of an air force lien- tenant, Martin James Monti of St. Louis, who had stolen a U. S. plane, flown from India to Italy and deserted to the Germans. Thereafter, Pearson charged, Monti had enlisted in the elite SS corps and served in the Nazi army. Pearson also revealed that Monti as of that date—November 1, 1947—was still in the U. S. army! Recently, however, Lien- tenant Monti was formally in dicted by a federal grand jnry in New York on a charge of treason for becoming an officer in the elite SS corps. Cute Toy for Toddlers 'IKE' TAKES A LEAP It now can be said officially that "Ike" Eisenhower is president of Columbia university. The formal installation was held the other day with a distinctly global touch. Rep resentatives of 310 American col leges, 38 foreign universities and 37 learned societies showed up. • Columbia is a dignified university and needs no ballyhoo, but publicity of the right sort hurts no institu tion and Columbia couldn’t have won more space in newsreels and newspapers if Ike’s installation had had an assist from Billy Rose, Lar ry MacPhail, Twentieth Century Fox and the Ringling Brothers. * • It was the greatest attend ance of educational celebrities ever gathered under one tent, and the first time there was emphasis on choreography. •_ To a casual passerby the cere monial had touches of the New Or leans Mardi Gras, the Rose Bowl game, the landing in France, the inaugural of Teddy Roosevelt and the funeral of Rudolf Valentino. Co lossal was the name for it. * And it could only happen here. A man, never a teacher in his life, unnoted for book learning, essen tially a great soldier and the leader of tiie armies that won a global war was just placed in charge of one of the largest universities' on earth. A few years ago “Ike,” pic tured in cap and gown, would have aroused suspicions of sabotage; to day he would look odd in a brass- hat. * From the beaches of Norman dy to the campns of Morning- side Heights is as long a drive as any the general made in Eu rope. Grant would have seemed impossible as head of Harvard, it would have been hard to pic ture Pershing as dean of Yale and nobody ever suggested Ad miral Dewey as top man at Princeton. Bnt such Is the per sonality, ability and prestige of General “Ike” that his trans formation from the shot and shell to book and quill seems fine and dandy. • What other country could call its top army hero “Prexy”? • “Abilene Ike,” conqueror of the Nazis, winding up on Univeristy Heights, giving zip to the college spirit, hoping for a good season on the gridiron and wondering how the kids are doing in sociology . . , what a leap and what a man! ♦ We have a notion that once in a While even now the general locks himself in the library, looks at him self in the mirror and then calls the university phone exchange, say ing softly, “I think this is Dean Eisenhower; will you please con firm it?” \ • “Ike” must be an Inspiration to the kids. It will seem silly to say “I just can’t lick this subject” to a guy who licked the Nazi menace from a stand ing start, with broomsticks as the early training weapon. * “Ike” could have been our next President without half trying. The time cries for a personality of his charm, horse sense and fiber. And he may make it sometime in the days to come. We -wish to warn him, however, that he is in great peril. The great roast squab, green pea, wet toast and watercress salad peril, to be exact. (With red, white and green ice cream and the half warm demi.tasse.) Those New York banquets may do what Hitler never could do. Don’t accept all the in vitations, general, and bring your own food now and then. * * * “As long as we operate this restaurant and inn there will be no adulterations, substitutes or short cuts in cooking. No cold storage or canned foods will be served in our dining room. Everything will be of the best quality and absolutely fresh.”—From a folder on the Homestead Inn, New Milford, Conn. > • Inn keepers of America please copy. mem “Swop two steam radiators, large crib and mattress, convertible baby carriage, ship's toilet for junior bike. 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