"The Past is Prologue." Shakespeare: "The Tempest"

The above was published, on November 4,1949, in response to a speech by President Harry Truman. The more things change; the more they stay the same: there will always be people who want something for nothing.

(Those of us with less than perfect vision can read the article below:)


DAILY NEWS

Friday, November 4, 1949 Tel. MUrray Hill 2-1234

Member of the Associated Press

ODE TO THE WELFARE STATE

Mr. Truman's St. Paul, Minn., pie for everybody
speech last night reminded us that, at the tail-end of the recent session of Congress, Representative J. Brown (R-Ohio) jammed into the Congressional Record the following poem, describing its author only as "a prominent Democrat of the state of Georgia:"

Democratic Dialog

Father, must I go to work?
No, my lucky son.
We're living now on easy street
On dough from Washington.

We've left it to Uncle Sam,
So don't get exercised.
Nobody has to give a damn----
We've all been subsidized.

But if Sam treats us all so well
And feeds us milk and honey,
Please daddy, tell me what the hell
He's going to use for money.

Don't worry, bub, there's not a hitch
In this here noble plan----
He simply soaks the filthy rich
and helps the common man.

But father, won't there come a time
When they run out of cash
And we have left them not a dime
When things will go to smash?

My faith in you is shrinking, son,
You nosy little brat;
You do too much thinking, son,
To be a Democrat.

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