~ Page 12 —— P. A. Features, December 9 Ea se By H. W. - ccOG night:an’ morning, an’ ’tis myself havin’ a hell of a time findin’ my own gangway let alone a customer,” Mr. Hangers growled lugubriously.as I bumped into him on tht long ramp down to his float one morning last week. “It. reminds me 0’ the postwar plans of our noble an‘ learned leader, M. J. Coldwell.” “I thought you’d left the “CCF?” I inquired. “Not yet—I’ll wait for a bit “after the war. You see, I’m _ doin’ me own postwar plannin’ an’ it can’t go wrong,” he ex- plained as we reached his room above the boat shed where the fire was roaring heartily and fog and troubles were baffled sullenly against. the double panes of the grimy windows. “Tf the CGF is right,” he’ con- tinued, “an’ me an’ all my cus- tomers are swillin’ the flat soup o’ breadlines after the war, an’ sleepin’ in pogies, then those CCF-ers I’ve helped to padded seats in parliament might be _ grateful enough to keep a pair o old dungarees at least over my seat.” ; “At the same time, havin’ “a nice little capitalist business here, I’m ready likewise for prosperity, an’ I’m enough of an anarchist not to give a damn either way.” ngers’ Pos “What if the LPP is right ?”” I asked, mischievously. But he became serious, ; : “Dye know, they may be right, if only because the CGF gets so peeved at ’em. The CCF thinks capitalists are all fools when it comes to history . an’ economics. Well, some are, but that sort didn’t build capi- talism, an’ it’s a funny thing that the fool capitalists an? the > chaos an’ unemployment clique . o’ the CCF have the same post- war forecast, an’ they both base it on the hungry ‘thirties. They’re like a fellow I usta know over on the west coast of the Island, Grizzly George they called him; like him, they don’t realize conditions can change too damn suddenly for any prophet ‘to stick his neck out further than his Adam’s apple.” “What about Grizzly George?” TI asked. “(Se mornin’ in just such a fog as this Grizzly George Set out to re-shingle the roof 0” his shack over by Ucluelet. He Was a very steady, stolid, me- thodical chap, made that way kallin’ grizzlies which don’t give a second chance to a care- less man, so he got all his shingles an’ nails up on the roof afore he started, and then plugged right ahead, only stop- pin’ now an’ then to take an- other pinch 0’ snoose. “Come middle o’ the after- noon, peggin’ steadily away, he realized his shingles was near ' done. ee ‘Must; be gettin’ mighty near that ridge, or else T mis- ealeulated 4 lot,’ says Grizzly George, an’ he took a cautious peek over the edge 0’ the last course ©’ shingles. Then the whole roof aroun’ him collapsed, ane Ge “fell 25 feat to the ground.” 3 “Sems a high shack,” TI we- marked doubtfully. “What hap- pened anyway ?’ ” “Well, you see, bein’ a me- thodical an’ unimaginative chap, he thought the condition 0’ the mornin’ would last till Kingdom Come. The shaclke ridge was only 15 feet off the ground, but he was So set on 2 preconception he shingled an- other ten feet \ straight up the fogbank. Course, when he saw no rafters under him, the hull show collapsed! Sounds meta- physical, but it’s darn true,” he protested when I shouted with laughter. “Gaimily Cans ge “broke an arm an? three ribs on the boulders below!” : e@ SO you think the reactionary capitalists and the GCF are shinglinge up a fogebank ?” “An? theyll be doin? just that until they realize we've built a new economy durin’ this war. I saw a fillum the other day, one o’ these-. industrial shows the National Fillum Board puts on in the shipyards’ alone Geor- gia. It showed all the produc- tien an’ inventions 0’ the war. ‘Look around you’ a guy says at the end, ‘man’s ereative genius is on the flood tide with a followin’? wind. Tomorrow’s world is here” The CCF oughta see that fillum.” “What do you think’s going: to happen anyway, seriously 2?” i asked. is “Me? I think that fillum is prety well right, an’ think that the fact it’s being shown with approval 0? capitalists goin’ to be caught again like in 1929, if they know it. They don’t need to be, for a while anyway, an’ as I remarked earli- er in my lecture, they’re not all fools. _There’s lots o? kick in capitalism yet, shots it got in this war.” & : HE opened the door to dump: the teapot grounds into the water below, only guessed be- twar Plans hints they have an idea they’re not after all the the arm durin’ _ self an’ the ways o” women “returned. “But even the “world.” of the narrow platform. T ers, of yellow fog gropec} sucked on the draught of stove, to become torn and sipated in the hot air of — room as soon as he closed” door. - © po ees “I “hope these new pro tion wizards figure out a to get rid of our fogs in- postwar, anyway,” IE said. = “Taddie, one day man * govern rain, fog, ay, even © will be the hell of an intere I pondered over that. 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