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Some people would have us believe Hitler will attack (B) us in the souplines? Consider the mosquito, lad: It matters not how big they are or where they come from, the mosquito bites 'em. Life and death matter sometimes, too. More often as not. You don't see man biting an elephant do you? When a mosquito bites you it means death for him if you can see your way clear to tend to him. If a tiger bites you, its the end of the world. A yellow-jacket lit on my hand, at rest, snorted cou- ple times and flew away in disgust -- I've noticed that a dog won't bite me (even when I'm pennyless). Sort of [priveleged] [underlined] character, that's what I am -- a wight on the road of purpose on the way to truth the light of which i cannot see. American people are hot and bothered about "what to do" and "what's the use" -- they cannot see the light (and astrologers are studying an airplane in its flight, thru the night, thinking it a new constellation of red and green stars; a roll of thunder, as, "making up a train on the Heavenly Central RR)-- The plane doesn't see the light -- but its on its way. Consider missaprehension dissintegrates Amer- ican consciousness: they know not whither away. Fact of life are hidden from them; there is no light -- they want not to fly blind. No unity there. Let the "leaders" unbosum themselves and dissipate the division of opinion (or stand exposed). There is no want of light in the IWW; its des- tination is positive, a certainty that transcends all threat of failure; no doubts harrass its serene course; no fears bedevil its nights. Isn't it about time American people find out where they are going and why -- to a secret destination -- to a rendezvous with what -- whom?