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Teacher Walter Merlino last week provided his students with a superb example" of the Midtown dogma of doing, not learning. He suggested that his class go to the Los Angeles Federal Building to join women demonstrators in a march against atomic testing. "You should feel strongly against atom testing before you march." cautioned Merlino, who then talked foggily about fallout, concluding: "The point is to at least stop the U.S. and at least cut the amount of fallout in half. Who wants to go?" Every child, presumably filled with strong feelings, raised his hand...
...VIRGINIA MERLINO Los Angeles...
Coffin Torture. For three years, Merlino, 49, and Faticati, 45, lived in cold, dirt and hunger they had never known in Naples. There were 10,000 prisoners in the camp, crowded like cattle, 40 or 50 to a room. They got only potato soup, carrots and 200 grams of bread for their daily meal. Their letters, to their families and Communist friends in Italy, to Hungarian Communist Boss Matyas Rakosi, were not delivered. One day Faticati had a nervous breakdown; he screamed and cried for his four children. When the guards came, Merlino went to defend his comrade...
First, they were tossed into the camp jail. Next, a doctor examined them, reported they were in good health. Then they were dragged to a dark underground cubicle six feet square and four feet high. "It looked like a coffin," Merlino said. The two friends were tied down with chains to planks and metal rings, left wrists to right ankles, right wrists to left ankles. "The rings fitted very tightly." said Merlino, "and the slightest movement caused terrible pain. The torture lasted an hour and a half. I remember I once shouted, 'Togliatti, come and see what...
Still No Jobs. Back home in Naples last week, Merlino and Faticati were jobless and their children were still hungry. Merlino's wife, who takes in washing, had piled up debts of 150,000 lire ($240), which is big money in their neighborhood, and his eldest son was in jail for mistreating her. But there was one matter the two proletarians could attend to: they dropped by the local Communist Party headquarters and turned in their cards. "Look what has happened.'' Merlino told his old comrades, "because I listened to your trash. I just want to work...