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SATURDAY, DEC. 18, 192H.
kennels where workmen live. Men who have
been dreaming of this time, have dreamed of its
being in a different way. Some are still dreaming.
Here and there we see some brother-workman,
still in the midst of his dream, running out with
'a tea-pot full of water to put out the burning
house; here and there a workman comes with a
wooden lath to take his place in the concrete
trench. He had gotten so used to his dream that
he thinks it a dream battle. But the old methods
are no good any more. The dangerous weapons
of a generation ago are foolish toys today. Men
find that their "important organizations" of
yesterday are doll houses today.
Doll houses no more. It is a concrete dug-out
now flung across the hundreds of miles, the
thousands of miles; and the faces of intimate
friends are lost in a sea of men that we never saw
before, and that are familiar only in this that
they carry the marks of labor. Do not be dis
pleased by the strange faces. Do you not under
stand? it is at last the workers' answer to your
own cry: "Workers of the world, unite!" These
are the workers of the world. Don't you know
them, now that they have come? The millions
have answered and are coming into the trenches.
Labor, too, forms into one vast concrete-bound
front that stretches around the world as a girdle.
It stretches out to meet Capital in battle.
An international world. An international fight.
Two international organizations-ronly two clash
ing in a combat that will end in the death of one
and after that, only one international organiza
tion the administration of things by the non
state workers' commune.
The mobilization of each side has its tragedies,
of old sentiments rooted u,p. No man can come in
to a new battle without shedding some part of
his old equipment. Here they come, watch them,
the variegated philosophers, this man with an
"ism" and that one with an "ism" and each
"ism" having its own beauties of fancy and its,
own vanities of permanency in this world which
is not even itself permanent. There in the corner,
right over there where you see the ashes and tin
cans, that is the place for your dogmas. Don't
shed any tears about them; just drop them, and
pass on. ,
One front. One international organization.
What will the international organization be? I
think it already is. It is the "Third Internation
al." To many persons this is a bitter thing to hear
There is the smell of warfare in it, and there is
the discipline of iron unity. But the soldiers enter
ing the new battle line must sacrifice, every one
will have to sacrifice. And with some it is hard.
It is hard to conceede anything to another man's
philosophy: but we have to do it. We hear Hill
quit scream as he is forced to drop the saw-dust
doll of parliamentarism or be dropped himself.
He is frightened with being told to associate
with strange fellows called Anarchists, or else to
admit he is not fit for the fight. He screams in
horror that the Third International is taking in
"the Anarcho-syndicalist groups and the groups
that now and then simply call themselves An
.archists." It doesn't matter. One front. The past
few years have settled many questions. One
question is Parliamentarism, and it was settled
'to the extreme dislike of most Socialist lawyers.
Another question is the question of a temporary
military organization resembling a State, and
that was settled to the distaste of many Anar
chists. But history has settled it. It has proven
that the working class, whether we like it or not,
is proing to win its fight by means of a temporary
dictatorship, and we take our choice between be
ing out of the fight or in the fight in the form
which it takes, not in any imaginary form. The
one front has been drawn by history, and no man
can draw it otherwise. Whether we like it or not,
there will be one front. And I think that one
front is the Third International.
While American steel mills and other industries
are closing down daily, Russian industries are
beginning operations on a large scale. The Ijor
ski steel works in Petrograd, after standing idle
for two years have resumed work and produced
900,000 poods of steel tubing the first month.
j JOHN REED:
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