Search This Blog

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Chapter 15 - Toronto

By September 11, 1934, Dad’s address was a box number in Toronto. It also seems by that time, Joan had gone to stay with her grandparents, Hugh & Helen Roberton in Scotland. Here, Dad writes to his father:

“Replying to your letter received, after much delay, in Chicago” (where Dad’s sister Mamie and her husband lived) “I want to thank you for telling me about my wee girl’s anxiety that I should immediately make the acquaintance of Rex. Doggies have been an important factor in Joan’s life and perhaps her determination or fixity of purpose has, in part, been copied from the doggies of her acquaintance. Doggies are very persistent.

As you will see, I am now in Toronto, where I am making one more bid for the right to live before taking my place in what R. B. Bennett refers to as ‘the derelicts’. I have even stooped so low as to write to George Mathieson to see if he is in the position to arrange for me an introduction to the Eaton or Simpson companies here.
My visit to Chicago was a very enjoyable one from the point of my association with Mamie’s wee family, but I found a different Chicago from that of eight years ago. Citizenship is now a required factor in seeking employment and in other ways America has followed the Nationalistic tendencies evident in countries that are faced with economic panic. Despite the injection of alcohol into that country’s economic system, the fatty degeneration of the heart of its Capitalism continues.

And the same thing is evident here, of course. Some of the big firms are prohibiting their employees from entering any political organization, and every effort is being made to establish company unions instead of the trade unions. Both of these measures are the foreshadow of Fascism, now the only ism that can prolong Capitalism: and Fascism is the future refusing to be born.
My health has received a set-back since coming here, and I am having some trouble with a hernia that was originally caused, and is now aggravated, by coughing. So I find myself again living on ephedrine.”

No comments:

Post a Comment