Brotherly Love
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Sowing Seeds of Brotherly Love
By A. C. Rowland
LAST night, while listening to radio broadcasts, I heard one of the un dying race of optimists rejoicing over the myth that more rapid communi cation and the consequent mingling of peoples, will sow the seeds of brotherly love and, presently, the Millennium will dawn.
In Europe, during a thousand years of primitive communications, wars were Tittle more than raiding parties sent out by bored kings to stir up a little excite ment. So far as one can estimate, these expeditions troubled no one except the historians.
After half a century of more rapid communication and the consequent ming ling of peoples, whole nations hurl them selves against each other, their minds ablaze with murderous hatred.
If we are to believe Senator Butler, of the United States, the South American hates the “Gringo” with more intensity than ever before; and just before the outbreak of World War 11, responsible men who knew South America, were appealing, by broadcast and in the Press, for “goodwill” expeditions to that con tinent to cease lest whatever “goodwill” might lurk in odd corners, be destroyed.
IN civilian life, we should not love the most amiable of friends who barged in at all hours to instruct us how to carry on our household, peer into our closets, and examine our schedule of family prayers. Such procedure may be necessary in time of war; but how long will any self-respecting nation tolerate it when peace shall have come again?
The cry for self-determination that comes to our ears from all quarters of the globe is undoubtedly a desperate appeal for measures to keep such people at home.
The conduct of the war is in able hands. The crystal-gazers continue to intone their prophecies. We of less exalted attainments can exercise only our faith in the great men who will lead us to victory.
THE only forecast on which I care to stake my reputation as a prophet is that Mr. Roosevelt will be elected by an overwhelming majority, notwithstand ing the efforts of his enemies to dis franchise the men of our armed forces, who will vote in a body for their illus trious Commander-in-Chief.
The type of people who are Mr. Roose velt’s most bitter enemies are such as are described in America as “Cafe Society.” This is a fungus of recent growth, but is the natural heritage from the migration of newly-rich vulgarians who descended on New York from the Middle West at the lush period following the Spanish-American War. These extra ordinary people jpought their way into the Yellow Press to establish a Cult of Millionaire Worship which afflicted our United States until the memorable crash of 1929 dethroned the millionaire to give place to the clown, who has since reigned in his stead.
The Rev. A, P. Jennings, of the New Guinea Anglican % Mission, has been seriously ill. He spent many weeks in the RAAF Hospital at Milne Bay, and it will be necessary for him to come south for some months for furlough and recu peration. His work at Taupota. Papua, will be carried on by the Rev. Reyraond Nicholls.