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THE WYANDOTTE NEWS - HERALD
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It Must Not Happen
Again
“It must not happen again!”
That slogan, referring to World Wars
I and 11, represents the wish, the prayer,
the determination of every American citizen.
But in another important sense “it must
not happen again” can and should be ap
plied to the thinking of all American motor
ists, for it calls for long-range vision over
and beyond the limitations of immediate
postwar planning. Our decision, as car
owners, to see that “it must not happen
again” can be as great a contribution to
the prevention of or the winning of the
next war as that rendered by the operators
and owners of approximately 25,000,000
passenger cars.
Long-range thinking and planning can
not be lightly tossed aside on the oft
repeated ground that there w'ill not be
another world w*ar. In either case the task
ahead is still vital to the progressive main
tenance of our American way of life.
We must never again permit this na
tion to get out on a limb by way of depend
ence upon crude rubber so that we run the
risks we did when Japan, during the winter
of 1941-42, seized well over 90 per cent of
the world s supply of natural rubber.
We must never again permit our na
tional supply of motor fuel to be jeopardized
by our own failure to insist upon construc
tion and maintenance of adequate storage
tanks a: and distribution facilities. We can
not afford to have any major industrial sec
tion of the nation hamstrung through a
policy of putting all of our eggs into one
basket, i.e., too much reliance upon one
particular form of petroleum transport.
We must never again permit our high
way systems, particularly city streets and
urban roads over which four out of every
five war workers travel daily, to lag in
construction and maintenance, or deterior
ate to the extent that they constitute a con
tinuing hazard to the long life of tires and
tubes, and a menace to the axles and springs
of cars.
The time to think of these things and
plan their accomplishment is now, while our
“narrow escape” is still fresh in mind. “It
must not happen again.”
Spare It So They
Can Wear It
Ever walked barefoot down a graveled
path? Or shivered in a light spring coat
when a balmy day suddenly turns cold and
a light snow begins to fall?
Not very pleasant or comfortable ex
periences, are they? Even when they occur
just once in a while. Yet the people in
war-devastated countries of Europe have
been suffering from lack of clothes and
shoes for nearly five years, in ever-increas
ing numbers.
In winter, you can follow the trail of
Polish and Dutch children bv the bloody
footprints left by their unshod feet as they
trudged through the snow. Even thread is
scarce in Italy—so scarce in fact that it
sells by the yard and clothing collection
(Jiairmen have been asked to see that con
tributions to the drive are mended because
of the lack of sewing materials abroad.
This is the kind of suffering you can
alleviate by contributing to the National
Clothing Collection this Sunday. Bundle
up usable clothing, bedding, remnants of
material and place it on the curb near your
house for collection. If you fail to do so
on Sunday,- take your donations to collec
tion depots at the fire stations or Sears.
Are you wearing it now? If not, give
it to the National Clothing Collection.
Too Many Bosses
Mean Cold Houses
According to a statement released by
the Bituminous Coal Institute, the United
States war effort will be severely handi
capped if the present defeatist policy and
lack of cooperation by government agencies
permits the officially forecasted bituminous
coal shortage of 50,000,000 tons in 1945.
Our reserve of coal in the ground is
unlimited. Government agencies have com
pletely dominated coal production since the
w T ar started. They control materials and
manpower. When they fail to settle labor
disputes, they take over and operate the
mines.
Therefore, it would seem as if the pub
lic officials in control of the coal industry
are the ones who will be responsible for
the coal shortage they predict for 1945.
It has been proved that the bituminous
coal industry can produce the 620,000,000
tons of coal needed for 1945, because this
record-breaking tonnage was produced last
year. However, it cannot be produced with
the 20,000 fewer miners and crippled ma
chinery projected for the industry this year.
“The planning for a bumper output of
coal for 1945,” says the Institute, “rests witji
the government agencies that can authorize
sufficient miners to man the mines, and the
early replacement of coal mining ma
chinery.”
THURSDAY, APRIL 12, 1945
No Freedom Without
Free Markets
Although Russia and Germany have
entirely different backgrounds and tradi
tions, it is no accident that over-all economic
planning for government control or owner
ship of all productive activity has blocked
the existence of democratic institutions in
both countries. 1
Where a central government assues
responsibility for operating the economic
system or of assuring employment, the free
expression of the will of the members of
that society is incompatible with the func
tioning of such a planned economy. Such
control of a nation’s production and distri
bution inevitably destroys a free market,
and without a free market, individual free
dom which permits man to carry on private
enterprise and buy and sell as he sees fit,
cannot exist.
It is becoming more generally recog
nized that a peaceful world in the future
will depend largely upon free markets—the
interchange of goods and services between
nations. Therefore, it is logical that the
greatest possible freedom of opportunity
in production and distribution should exist
in the United States in order to insure free
dom and opportunity at home. But, instead
of that, w’e already find a well-planned pro
gram reaching far into the future, after the
war has ended, to control production and
distribution, even down to retail trade.
Those in charge of so-called postwar
planning seem not to understand the driv
ing force of individual incentive which
flows from free opportunity to produce and
sell. The limit of their vision seems to be
to ration constantly dwindling supplies,
rather than promote conditions which in
crease production, with resulting increased
sales of food and commodities of all kinds,
with countless new jobs resulting therefrom.
While our national government talks
about free markets abroad, let it not forget
that the success of such a policy that en
courages free markets at home where the
initiative of the individual is not restricted
by some government bureau at every turn.
Virtues Os Unpopularity
“Those fellows down in Washington,”
says a prosperous manufacturer to his pros
perous friend, “They irritate me. They ir
ritate you. And we’ve got plenty of com
pany.”
What that gentleman says is partly true.
There are many people who for one rea
son or other don’t like the OPA but it
doesn’t follow that there is, therefore, some
thing reprehensible about the OPA. One
of the cardinal virtues of an effective price
fixing organization must be its willingness
to incur the displeasure of special interest
groups. The OPA must and does work, not
for the benefit of special groups, but for
the general good.
It is often necessary for OPA to say
“no” to business men and manufacturers
who want to raise prices. Frequently these
disappointed petitioners organize into pres
sure groups; lobby for the things they want.
They even tell the public, and forcefully,
that price control is all right in theory,
but
Now the fact that war time price control
is not only all right in theory, it is plenty
good in the works. And it is working—
painfully, awkwardly, but working. Prices
are not spiralling into the blue. There are
powerful pressures tending to push prices
upward and the OPA is powerfully resist
ing them. Everyone, including the gentle
man quoted, can thank the OPA for that. A
public opinion poll showed some time ago
that most of us do appreciate the tre
mendous service performed by OPA. We
know that if the OPA were to become TOO
popular that would be a cause for alarm.
It would be a sign that the OPA was not
willing to risk unpopularity to do the job
they were set up to do—prevent an infla
tion that w r ould wreck us all.
As The General Said...
It has been the fancy, these past several
years, for some “advanced” thinkers and
theorists to express grave concern for the
“little people” amongst us—a benign if
patronizing concern.
Their hearts bleed aloud and in print
for the “little people,” who are never quite
defined as they are being drooled over. We
are permitted to understand, however, that
the most of us are just “little people” who
should be guided and led and patted on the
head by the all-wise and all-great who alone
know what is good for us.
Well! ... As we sit and ponder a neat
way to wrap up this “little” dissertation,
our mind keeps reverting to that forthright
and free-born American commander whose
Yanks were outnumbered and surrounded
at Bastogne. The Fuehrer-hipped Nazis
demanded surrender. And the General
answered: “NUTS!”
GIVE CLOTHING
FOR WAR RELIEF
PACIFIC IMPRESSIONS
by WM. H. UTTLEWOOD
Special Correspondent of the Wyandotte News-Herald Now Serving in the South Pacific
“LIGHTNING’* IN THE SKY
This happened some time ago,
but It was such a grand experience
for me that I feel as though I must
pass it on.
It all started \fhen I was at a
local airport trying to bum a ride
on a little Piper Cub that I had
seen over there. The Piper Cub be
longed to a P-38 squadron, so I
inquired where the squadron oper
ations shack was located, as that is
where you have to go to get such
rides. After attempting to follow
some confusing directions given to
me by a sergeant, I ended up in
the wrong place.
“Isn’t this the operations shack?”
I inquired of a captain.
“No, this is the ready room. The
operations shack is next door,” he
answered. Before I could turn
around he continued: “I suppose
you're looking for a ride in the
piggyback?”
I was a little flabbergasted at this
remark, as such a thought had
never occurred to me, but I man
aged to answer with an affirma
tive grunt.
“We’ve only got one ‘piggyback’,
you know (No, I didn’t know!) —
Ernie Pyle With the Navy:
Pilots Coached Before
Attacks On Tokyo Area
Japs Jabber at Sight of Yanks:
Rescue Airman Off Enemy Shore
By Ernie Pyle
IN THE WESTERN PACIFIC We were up an hour and
a half before daylight, for our planes had to be in the air at
the first hint of dawn.
The first patrol was always launched by catapult, be
cause in the wind-swept semi-darkness, it was too danger
ous for them to make the run down the rolling deck.
After seeing the flights launched
the first few’ days, it became old
stuff, and I would have stayed in
Ernie Pyle
monument had fallen on the ship.
Rip Van Winkle himself couldn't
have slept through it. So I just got
up.
The fighter pilots were given
their last briefing. In the “ready
room - ’ the squadron commander
and intelligence officer showed
them on maps and by drawings on
the blackboard, just where they
would strike.
The squadron commander asked
how many of the pilots had no
wrist w’atches. Six held up their
hands. The funny part was that the
ship had no extra wrist watches,
so I don’t know’ why he asked the
question in the first place.
Then he told w’hat our approxi
mate total of planes over Japan
would be, and how many it was
probable the Japs would put up
against us. And then he said:
“So you see, each one of us will
only have to take care of three Jap
planes!”
The pilots all laughed and looked
at each other sheepishly. (Days la
ter, when the final scores were in,
we found our force had destroyed
Japs at nine-to-one.)
L)\me for
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The drastic new motor law now being enforced
in Michigan leaves little doubt but that every
motorist will secure liability insurance . . . tha
decision they must make is largely which
insurance organisation they will turn to for
protection .
Last year this Exchange at the Automobile
, Club of Michigan paid more money in pro
tecting insured members than did any other
two organizations COMBINED pay to all the
rest of the motorists in Michigan combined .
That fact should help you in your decision.
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bed and ignored
it, but that was
impossible. The
catapult’s huge
launching ma
chinery was di
rectly above my
cabin, and every
time it shot a
plane off it was
just as though
the Washington
and it’s pretty much in demand to
break in all these new pilots.” I
put on my best crestfallen look and
started to turn away. But he stop
ped me short! ‘Tf you can come
back at ten o’clock tomorrow morn
ing though, I’ll take you up my
self.” I readily assured him that
I’d be there, and walked away. I
damn near felt like doing a couple
of tailspins and outside loops my
self.
Before I go any further, I had
better explain just what a “piggy*
back” is. A “piggyback” is a P-38
one of those pursuit planes with
the double fuselage—that has been
rigged up to carry two men instead
of only one. If you take out the
radio equipment and the armor
plate from behind the pilot’s seat,
there is just room enough for this
second man to squeeze around the
seat and crouch down in the space
that is exposed. Os course his head
is practically resting on the pilot's
shoulder, and he is hunched up and
bent over, which is where they get
the name of “piggyback.” But any
way, you’ve got two men in a one
man compartment.
I managed to talk my first ser-
And at the end of his briefing,
the squadron commander gave
strict orders for the pilots not to
shoot at Japs coming down in par
achutes.
“They're supposed to do it to us."
he said, “but it isn’t the thing for
us to do.”
• • •
The bomber pilots and their en
listed gunners and radiomen were
briefed the same way. After the in
telligence officer had finished, the
squadron commander said:
“We're going to dive low on the
target before releasing our bombs.
Since we’re risking our necks any
how. there's no point in going at
all unless we can do some damage,
so go down low.”
All through the various strikes
on Japan, our task force kept
enough, planes back to fly a con
stant blanket of protection in the
sky above us.
I remember the funny sign
chalked on the blackboard of the
“ready room” first day, urging our
patrol pilots to extra vigilance for
Jap planes that might sneak out
from the mainland to attack us.
The sign said:
“Keep alert—remember your poor
scared pals on the ship!”
• • •
Foe Surprised
By Strike
We didn’t know* whether our first
planes over the mainland would
surprise the Jap6 or not. It didn’t
seem possible, yet there were no in
dications that they knew.
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giant into giving me another pass
the next day, and reported at the
airport long before ten o’clock. The
captain heaved a parachute and a
“Mae West” at me and we went
over to where the ship was being
gassed up. It was really a beautiful
ship, with lines and curves more
graceful than a lovely woman’s.
We clambered up on the wing
and I squeezed between the pilot's
seat and the oockplt canopy to get
back into my position. With the
’chute and “Mae West” strapped on,
it was really a tight fit, but I made
it okay and tried to make myself
comfortable. The captain got in,
closed the canopy, started the two
motors, and explained the compli
cated instrument panel to me while
w r e waited for the motors to warm
up.
In a few minutes we had taxied
down to the end of the landing
strip and were waiting for the take
off signal from the control tower.
In the meantime, I looked back at
the big elevator fin stretching be
tween the twin tails of the plane
and wondered how you escaped be
(Continued on Page 16)
Letter Box
NO APPEASEMENT FOR JAPS
April 3, 1945
Editor, News
Wyandotte, Michigan
Dear Sir:
Was a member of California Sen
ate when it enacted the Alien Land
Law. Since then I have read Dr.
Jaeger’s comment: Dogs and coy
otes readily interbreed. The domes
tic dog is naturally pugnacious,
brave. When, however, he is crossed
with a coyote, the puppies almost
always are worthless as to the needs
of man. Such pups are distrustful,
sneak away.
After the war, we may try ap
peasing the Japanese by giving them
an immigration quota. This their
war lords demanded during the
years 1921 to 1939 If so, we can
expect human hybridization. This
must be as inharmonious as cross
ing domestic dogs and coyotes.
Respectfully,
E. E. GRANT
San Francisco, Calif.
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JUST BOOKS
Occasionally, in this column. I
can't resist talking just about books.
After all, what is a library but
books waiting to be read? While
there is much routine and detail
in a library, the librarian's greatest
joy is placing a good book in the
hands of a person who will enjoy
it.
I can only mention a few T books
in the space of a column: but they
are all ones you will be glad to
know; and the concensus of critics*
opinions assures you that they are
all worth knowing.
I enjoyed Henrietta Buckmaster
Henkle's DEEP RIVER immensely.
An historical novel of Georgia dur
ing the last two years before the
Civil War, for me it crystalized
troubled and confusing political is
sues. It cast light on the beginning
of our current Negro problem. If,
as the “New r Republic” accuses, Si
mon Bliss, the leader of the anti
slavery movement, was repetitious
in the declaration of his convictions,
to me he certainly was never bor
ing. The stormy but tender rela
tionship between Simon and his
Savanna is one of the most beauti
fully told love stories I’ve read in
many a year. I responded to Simon
and Savanna with the same inten
sity I did to Martin and Leora in
Sinclair Lewis' ARROWSMITH. and
more recently, Clive and Prue in
Eric Knight’s THIS ABOVE ALL.
“The Yale Review” speaking of
Irving Stone s IMMORTAL WIFE,
says Stone is a “better historian
than he is a novelist.” Regardless
of that, this novelized biography
about Jesse Benton Fremont, the
Doing a big job
and doing it well
SPRING HOUSECLEANING
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“indomitable wife of the American
explorer and geographer, John Fre
mont” continues to be a best-seller
and has such favorable reviews that
it should be read for its excitingly
told historical events if for nothing
else. Frankly, the book has been so
popular here at the library that I
haven’t been able to corral a copy
long enough to read it. At the first
available opportunity, I will!
You will have to take Robert
Graves' unflattering picture of John
Milton “cum grano salis” (to bor
row a favorite phrase from the
“Saturday Review of Literature”).
Geniuses are. in the accepted point
of view, notoriously hard to live
with; but Graves goes a bit far
in this characterization of the
PARADISE LOST as a “stuffed
shirted” eccentric. Nevertheless, I
liked his story of Mary Powell for
Marie, as she calls herself) WIFE
TO MR. MILTON, and the critics
did. too. That laughter-loving Mary
and the stern, Puritan John should
have an unhappy marriage was
inevitable. Graves’ manner of tell
ing their story up to a few weeks
before Marie’s death at the age of
26, is admirably suited to the time
they lived and. to the discriminat
ing reader, makes a continually in
teresting tale.
In the realm of non-fiction there
is so much of interest that it is
difficult to make a selection. The
ones mentioned briefly here are
only a few of the excellent book*
currently available.
Betsy Barton s AND NOW TO
LIVE AGAIN is the story of her
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