Word: proletarian
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...last week, middle-class U. S. readers had been subjected to enough proletarian novels to know what to expect when they opened a new one. They knew that the proletarian-heroes would be heroic, the capitalist-villains villainous; that in many a purple passage minor characters would hold forth like major prophets; that the gloriously tragic defeat of the heroes would leave its ineradicable Marx. Readers of Marching! Marching! and A Stone Came Rolling found them obedient to this pattern...
...never be recommended by the Daughters of the American Revolution. (The one Daughter in the book is a throwback, impoverished into sympathy for her Red neighbors.) Marching! Marching! obeys the law of Marxian fiction in having no hero but half-a-dozen protagonists, each symbolizing some aspect of the proletarian struggle. In spite of her ancestry and her creed, Clara Weatherwax writes first-rate, first-hand U.S. prose that will remind more than one reader of Dos Passes. Her propaganda will propagate few proselytes, but her winged words should strike home to even a carapacic conservative...
...attending masses by the New York Times's representative. The Herald Tribune's informant caught "a grim note of realism." It became known that 2,000 official admission tickets to the inaugural had mysteriously disappeared. The Philippine constabulary strongly suspected they had been filched by Sakdalistas, proletarian radicals who staged a bloody uprising few weeks before the Filipino people went to the polls last May to approve the new Constitution. Now the Sakdalistas were plotting heaven knew what mischief in the Commonwealth's first hour. Taking no chances, the constabulary and a detachment of U. S. troops...
...applied if necessary to whip Il Duce (TIME, Sept. 23). Yet last week Labor Party Leader Major Clement Attlee was imploring voters to "Stop War! Vote Labor!" In other words he thought that the mass of British voters could be duped by catch phrases and have no true, proletarian backbone. They have not and John Bull, in John's own expressive slang, is not going to let Labor "sell a pup." John would not be duped last week into anything so fancy as Socialism, the creed of the Labor Party...
...only as to symbolism but as to narrative. The humble workers take it on the chin for a couple of acts, then stage a strike during which the hero is killed. The finale still finds the strike unsettled, but homegoing playgoers are given the impression that a desirable proletarian militancy has been aroused and better days are probably ahead for the workers of the world...