‘Wobbly’ legacy in new anthology REBEL VOICES*An IWW An- thology. Edited, with intré@uctions, by Joyce L. Kornbluh. Ann Harbor, Mich, University of Michigan Press. Available at People’s Co-op Bookstore, 341 W. Pender. Price about $15. t is a custom in bourgeois society, Lenin once ob- Served, to attempt the canoniza- tion of dead revolutionaries who, in their lifetime, were vilified, Persecuted, slandered, As with individuals, so with Organizations; the Industrial Workers of the World has been the object of such flattery, A good deal of sentimentalization in Organs of the Establishment will be occasioned by Joyce L, Korn- bluh’s impressive and handsome- ly produced anthology of IWW work, Once more the IWW will be extolled, above all, for its true blue, native, indigenous, 100% Americanism (for the purposes of invidious comparison with “un- American” radicalism), although in its prime, the fathers of the Sons who now praise the IWW Stereotyped its members as Speaking “in the heavy rolling voices and accent of the foreign- ers” (San Diego Union, March 11, 1912), And during World War I the Charge that the Wobblies were German agents, paid with German gold, was employed to justify atrocities—legal and extra-legal —committed against them, Most certainly the once vital IWW is not responsible for the effluvia that might greet Mrs. Kornbluh’s book, but she solicits it with such passages as “Fight- mg capitalism and Soviet com- munism , , , the Wobblies awak- ened the idealism and stirred the imagination of millions of work- ers.” The passage is historically Wrong on two counts, First, some of the most vibrant personalities in the anthology did not fight communism, but embraced it. Second, when what was left of the IWW joined the fight against communism the organization was on the wane; its millions-stirring days were gone, To present the IWW’s latter day anti-commun- ism as a ‘source of its vitality is to muddle the record, Such fault as may be found with this and other critical judgments (or lack of them) is mitigated be- Cause what Mrs, Kornbluh has to say about the Wobblies is much less important that what they have to say for themselves, And she has painstakingly com- Piled a representative collection of their utterances, which is virtue enough for one volume. Someone else will have to do the definitive critique, a Shaw play at Metro George BernardShaw’s play, Arms and the Man, will be Presented by the Emerald Players at the MetroTheatre, ae Marine Drive, February -13, Directed by Sam Payne, this comedy by Shaw is a satire on war and the professional fight- ing man, It is one of the most Prominent plays by Shaw pro- duced on the repertory stage. Here are songs of Joe Hill, poems of Ralph Chaplin and Ar- turo Giovannitti, oratory of Elizabeth Gurley Flynn and Wil- lima (“Big Bill”) Haywood (who is also represented with several reportorial articles); the writ- ings and drawings of dozens of others, some better known but most representative of the rank _and file that was the IWW, Indeed, in category only the epigram is missing, which is a pity because the IWW was good with it—e.g., “Say, Mr. Meek, how much of the earth have you inherited so far?” or Haywood’s “A Christian Socialist is one who is drunk on religious fanati- cism and is trying to sober up on economic truth,” * * * Here is some ofthe raw record of Lawrence and Paterson, ofthe Everett massacre, of life and struggle in lumber camps and agricultural fields, of the Wob- blies in the mines and on the streets for freedom of speech, of battles in the courts, and of the fight that went on behind prison bars, Here is rich source material of 20th century American labor history. It isn't all pageant, though, Any authentic IWW anthology would tend, of necessity, to be as mixed as a jungle stew. Syndicalist chestnuts and saucy sectarianism are mixed in with the heroism, the audacity, the integrity, the idealism and the magnificent elan, The legend of Joe Hill, such songs as “Solidarity Forever” and “Hold the Fort,” the message of industrial unionism, the rebel _ militancy, techniques in strikes and free speech fights, with fierce class identity that went with the adaptation of the Communist Manifesto in the opening sentence of the IWW Preamble, “The work- ing class and the employing class have nothing in common,” the vision of a socialist society, the irreverent humor andthe authen- tic folk idiom—all this and more is the imperishable IWW lagacy. This will live; the theoretical vagaries will wither, —Al Richmond, People’s Worid ‘GUNS OF BATASI’ Veiled attack on Africa’s A common fallacy of so-called “unbiased” thinking is the middleman approach, This puts out the phoney idea that there are two extremes to every ques- tion, and that “truth,” like the jam in the sandwich, is spread neatly between, In Guns at Batasi the jam is used to devious ends, Behind its middling “some of my _ best friends are Africans” liberal pretence is an inflammatory poli- tical attack on Africans and their national aspirations, Fred Zinneman’s Behold a Pale Horse is of quite a different color, Leaning over backwards to be “fair,” it inadvertently falls into the middleman trap, But it is rescued by its own innate sincerity in the end, The basic situation is signifi- cant and important—a personal sequel to the Spanish Civil War, 20 years after its tragic end, ~ The conflict is between two old enemies—a ruthlessly efficient Spanish chief of police (Anthony Quinn) and an ex-guerilla leader (Gregory ‘Peck) in despondent exile in France, The police officer, living for the day when he can wreak ven- geance on Manuel, the ex-gueril- la, seizes his chance when Manu- el’s mother lies dying, He sets a trap round the hos- pital, knowing that the son will attempt a secret and illegal visit, Manuel, doubting his own cour- age as he gets older, must decide which of the conflicting messages about his mother is true before risking the danger, Throughout this first part Zin- neman’s deep concern for people shines like a beacon, You can feel it in the presentation of “character, in the modest camera movements andin the crisp, clear photography, It grips you with anxiety, But then along comes the middleman — a Spanish priest, played by handsome Omar Sharif of the huge and soulful eyes, spreading “ifs” and “buts” like a blanket of neutralism all over the film. What does he represent? Not, for sure, the Spanish Church, notorious supporter ofthe fascist regime, Not, I would think, the growing body of dissenting priests, for this one is an inno- cent, working in cloistered isola- tion. eo PK Glamorized as no other char- acter in the film is, he seems not a man, but an idea—the bogus idea of the “jam” of truth in the middle, In a long night of discussion between Manuel and the priest, many of the film’s most incisive lines of thought get .overshad- owed, and its sense of urgencyis destroyed, (This, too, is where the camera gets a bit over- tricky.) national freedom struggle Film now playing in Vancouver shows life-and death struggle of African peoples through the eyes of the “white-skinned chappies” in a sergeants’ mess. Richard Attenborough, above, plays the part of Sgt.-Major Lauders- dale. : Even Manuel’s final suicidal gesture is robbed of its full im- pact. In any case, his dilemma— how to go on fighting for a cause that is lost—is not a true one in this context, unless you believe that the cause ofSpanish freedom is lost, Zinneman clearly doesn’t, or he wouldn’t have chosen this story, 4 Whatever the shortcomings of the development, the policeman’s final empty victory, together with the last long-shot of the Spanish crowd, makes a splendid ending to a courageous and difficult film, * * * There are lots of middlemen in “Guns at Batasi.” They stand vaguely between the old-style regimental sergeant - major (Richard Attenborough), battling — away for Queen and country in a new African State, and a new- type African officer (Errol John), Famous Artists Ltd. 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There’s a middle-woman, too, a visiting M,P, (Flora Robson) who starts off Left Wing and _ sympathetic to the revolution, and ends up dead centre, plaguing both houses, The contrived scriptis soclut- tered up with self-cancelling safety-lines you can make it mean anything you like. It is not the words that matter, however, but their underlying meaning, What it really puts over is that there are “good” and “bad” Afri- cans, The “good” ones are those who do what the British tell them, They are civilized and brave, The “bad” ones are those who won’t accept anything less than real freedom—and they are ruth- less, vengeful and savage, Somewhere in between, it wants you to believe, are the poor open-mouthed innocents, whose nationalism turns to putty at the mere Sight of a smartly-dressed British R,S,M, The film is trickiest in the way it presents the R,S,M, We all know that Warrant Officers were begotten without fathers, This one is the most fatherless of them all, But this meddlesome, ignorant, cruel intruder is viewed, with the help of Attenborough’s brilliant virtuoso performance, withsym- pathy and humor, Yet the rebel officer, acting on behalf of his own people in his own country, is never shown without a menacing scowl. We're asked to look at the R,S.M, as a sadanachronism who has done his duty bravely if a pit misguidedly, In the year 1964 it is insuf- ferable that the life-and-death struggles of the African peoples should be shown to British audi- ences through the eyes ofthe jolly joking, white-skinned chappies in a sergeants’ mess, And what a mess! —Nina Hibbin, British Worker ee = January 29, 1965—PACIFIC TRIBUNE—Page 9 eh