CHAPTER XLI

THE OWNER IN POLITICS

What counts with newspapers, as everywhere else in the business world,

is not so much the bulk of the wealth as its activity. Wealth which is

invested in government bonds and farm-mortgages is asleep, and will stay

asleep until the profit system itself is threatened. On the other hand,

one or two hundred thousand dollars which happens to be in the hands of

new men, trying to break into the game, may be exercising an influence

out of all proportion to its amount. Such wealth may be bidding for a

new franchise. It will come to the newspaper publisher and offer him

stock; or it will point out to him that if the franchise is granted,

certain real estate that he holds will be increased in value; or it will

offer to help nominate him for mayor; or it will point out to him that

his rival newspaper is enlisted on the other side, and is looking for

some unrighteous graft. The story of every newspaper is a story of such

a game of power-politics incessantly going on. No newspaper can exist

without taking part in it, because every newspaper wields influence, and

every newspaper must cast its decision on every issue that arises. Every

paper is expected to have its candidates for political office; every

paper is expected to have its political policies, and inevitably in our

system these candidates and these policies are a screen behind which

great financial interests move to their ends.

For example, here is the “Denver Post,” as portrayed by Judge Lindsey,

founder of the children’s court. Lindsey is telling in his book, “The

Beast,” how one of the political machines sought to use him as a

candidate for Governor:

A few days later the “Post” endorsed me editorially as a candidate for

Governor, and there was a flurry in the corporation camp. The paper

was no more than on the streets before Mr. Field (telephone

magnate) ... made a frantic effort to have the edition stopped and the

paper’s support reconsidered. But the “Post” had just lost in a fight

with Evans (gas magnate) about a public franchise deal, and the

proprietors were eager for revenge. Their newspaper rivalry with

Senator Patterson made them ambitious to defeat him as leader of the

reform Democrats, by forcing my nomination in spite of him. I found

myself in the storm-centre of a small political cyclone.

You may recall Mr. Bonfils, one of the owners of the “Denver Post,” who

“jollied” me over the telephone during the time of the Colorado

coal-strike. Now hear Judge Lindsey:

When this latter ticket was named I found it largely composed of Speer

corporation Democrats. Mr. Fred G. Bonfils, one of the proprietors of

the “Denver Post” (which was still supporting me), assured me that

Speer and his city organization would aid me if I would agree to lend

my name to this ticket.

In short, the corporations being sure of Adams (the opposition

candidate), now wished to make sure of me by tying me to the candidacy

of a lot of corporation tools who would never allow us to obtain a

reform law. I refused to lend my name to any such business, and I lost

thereby the support of the “Post” and the Speer Democrats.

And then, of course, Judge Lindsey was marked for destruction by the

“Post.” He tells how a false news dispatch reported him as saying in a

public lecture in the East that the copper king of the state ought to be

hanged. The Denver Chamber of Commerce passed a resolution declaring

Lindsey “an enemy of the state.” Says Lindsey: “The ‘Denver Post’

followed the resolution with a demand that I be driven from town, and

stirred up all possible enmity against me as a ‘defamer’ of my state.”

Or take San Francisco. Here is Fremont Older, for twenty-five years

managing editor of the “Bulletin,” telling the story of his life. I

shall have more to say about Older later on; for the present, take one

incident from his book. Older, leading a terrific reform campaign, is

after the “man higher up,” and decides that the highest of all is

Herrin, head of the law department of the Southern Pacific Railroad.

“Herrin is the man behind the corruption of our whole state. Herrin is

the man who has broken down the morals of thousands of our young men,

debauched our cities and our towns and our villages, corrupted our

legislatures and courts.” But it appears that Crothers, owner of the

“Bulletin,” has been taking money from Herrin in times past.

Crothers became very nervous about it and suggested several times to

me that he didn’t want Herrin attacked. I felt then that he feared

Herrin would expose the Wells money paid the paper, but in spite of

that power which Herrin held over us, I continued to go on with the

campaign against him.

Frequently Crothers would go into the printing office and look over

the headlines himself, and if he discovered Herrin’s name, would

insist on its being lifted out of the paper, but even with this

interference I managed to keep up the fight.

Finally, he told me flatly that he wanted the attacks on Herrin

stopped, the criticism of Herrin to cease. I replied frankly that it

was impossible for me to do that, that the entire reportorial force

was under full headway in the fight, and they were writing, all of

them, from the angle of the paper’s policy as it appeared to them, and

I could not go to each man and tell him that he must not criticise

Herrin.

“I can’t do it, Mr. Crothers, because I am ashamed for you. If it’s to

be done, you’ll have to do it yourself. I can not.”

He did not have the courage to do it, and it was never done. However,

all the time our opponents were trying to reach into the office. They

succeeded in getting the business manager at that time to undertake to

break me down, but I resisted all his efforts. The fight became more

burdensome, because it extended into the very building in which I

worked.

The political campaign waxed warmer, and Crothers demanded that Older

should support Herrin’s candidate; but Older refused.

He replied that he owned the “Bulletin,” and that it would support

whomever he chose. I grew very angry and excited and replied, “Yes,

what you say is perfectly true. You do own the ‘Bulletin,’ but you

don’t own me, and I won’t stand for Crocker.”

I walked out of the room, very angry, determined never to return. I

went to my wife and told her that I was through with the “Bulletin.”

She wanted to know the reason and I told her that Crothers had gone

back to his old methods. He was determined to get behind the candidate

who represented the men we had been fighting, and I could not bring

myself to continue in my position.

Or take St. Paul, Minnesota. Here is the grain country, entirely

possessed by the milling interests, with their allied railroads and

banks. Until the Farmer’s Nonpartisan movement arose, the politics and

journalism of Minnesota were exclusively in the hands of these

interests. In the “Nonpartisan Leader” for May 27, June 3 and June 10,

1918, appeared a series of articles by Walter W. Liggett, formerly

exchange editor of the “St. Paul Pioneer Press” and its evening edition,

the “St. Paul Dispatch.” Mr. Liggett made a great number of damaging

charges against these newspapers, and in order to make sure of the

facts, I address their managing editor, inquiring if he has ever

published any denial of the charges, or if he cares to deny them to me.

His answer is:

We never made any reply at all to them.... Nor do I care, as you

suggest, to make any denial to you personally. It seems to me the

record of the “Dispatch” and the “Pioneer Press” is the important

thing, and this is open to anybody who cares to read our files.

The letter concludes by warning me of the risk I shall run if I reprint

“the assertions of a dismissed employe.” I reply to the writer, Mr. H.

R. Galt, managing editor of the “Dispatch” and the “Pioneer Press,” that

his letter is unsatisfactory. The strong point about Mr. Liggett’s three

articles is that they are based upon precisely the thing Mr. Galt

invites—a study of the files of the newspapers. Mr. Liggett states that

certain things are found in these files. I offer to send Mr. Galt copies

of the articles, which he says he does not possess; I again invite him

to point out to me in detail which of Mr. Liggett’s charges are false. I

also ask him why, if the charges are false, he did not take Mr. Liggett

up at the time, and inflict upon him the legal penalties with which he

threatens me. I suggest that any jury of Americans will display

curiosity about that point. To which Mr. Galt replies:

I shall be content to advise you again, as I did in my previous

letter, that the articles upon which you have apparently based your

verdict are untruthful in every particular in which they reflect upon

the “Dispatch” and “Pioneer Press,” and that in republishing them or

any part of them, or in repeating any statements reflecting on these

newspapers which may be contained in them, you will not only be

publishing falsehoods, but having been advised in advance that they

are falsehoods, you will publish them maliciously.

Now pray proceed with your indictment of American Journalism as

reported by Mr. Liggett, and do not worry yourself about the curiosity

of any jury so far as we are concerned. At the proper time we shall be

abundantly able to satisfy any curiosity on this point.

Now, when a man comes at me making a face like that, I have but one

impulse in my soul—that is, to jump into a pair of seven-league boots,

and turn and skedaddle as hard as I know how to the other side of the

world and hide in a coal-bin. I am not joking; that is really the way I

feel. There is nothing in the world I dread so much as a personal

wrangle, and these fierce and haughty and powerful men throw me into a

tremble of terror. The things I enjoy in this world are my books and my

garden, and rather than go into a jury-room, and wrangle with fierce and

haughty and powerful men, I would have my eye-teeth pulled out. But then

I think, as I have thought many times in my life before, of the millions

of pitiful wage-slaves who are exploited by these fierce and haughty and

powerful men. I think of the millions of honest and true Americans who

swallow the poison that is fed to them by our capitalist newspapers; and

so I clench my hands and bite my lips together and turn on the fierce

and haughty and powerful men with a yell of rage. Then a strange and

startling, an almost incredible thing happens—the fierce and haughty and

powerful men jump into _their_ seven-league boots, and turn and

skedaddle to the other side of the world and hide in a coal-bin!

Why is this? Is it because I am an especially terrifying person, with an

especially terrifying face? No; it is simply because, in these contests,

I have always taken one precaution at the outset—I have made certain of

having the truth on my side. I have cast in my lot with the truth;

whereas these fierce and haughty and powerful men with whom I enter the

lists of combat have made all their success out of falsehood, and fear

truth as they fear nothing else on God’s earth.

Before I go to the bat with Mr. Galt, managing editor of the “St. Paul

Dispatch” and “Pioneer Press,” I will point out one important fact about

my life, as follows:

In the course of my twenty years career as an assailant of special

privilege, I have attacked pretty nearly every important interest in

America. The statements I have made, if false, would have been enough to

deprive me of a thousand times all the property I ever owned, and to

have sent me to prison for a thousand times a normal man’s life. I have

been called a liar on many occasions, needless to say; but never once in

all these twenty years has one of my enemies ventured to bring me into a

court of law, and to submit the issue between us to a jury of American

citizens. Several times they have come near to doing it. I was told, by

a lawyer who was present at the event, that there was a conference,

lasting three days and a good part of three nights, between Mr. J. Ogden

Armour and his lawyers, in which Mr. Armour insisted upon having me

arrested for criminal libel, and his lawyers insisted that he could not

“stand the gaff.” As you have seen in this book, Mr. William E. Corey

threatened to sue me for libel; I am informed that young Mr. Rockefeller

desired ardently to do it, and Madame Tingley, the “Purple Mother” of

Theosophy, actually sent her lawyers after me for my jests about her in

“The Profits of Religion.” But, if Mr. H. R. Galt actually files a suit

against me, he will be the first of our captains of privilege who has

ventured that far.

Now, to return to the “St. Paul Dispatch” and “Pioneer Press”: I have

not made a detailed study of the files of these papers, but I have made

a study of the Nonpartisan League movement and its “Nonpartisan Leader,”

also I have made a study of Mr. Walter W. Liggett, formerly exchange

editor of the “Dispatch” and the “Pioneer Press.” Mr. Liggett assures me

that every statement he makes can be abundantly proven from the files of

the papers, and I believe Mr. Liggett. Accordingly I take the risk of

summarizing the statements which Mr. Liggett published concerning these

two papers, and which these two papers allowed to pass unchallenged. My

guess is that Mr. H. R. Galt will do one of two things: either he will

do what Mr. Ogden Armour did, and what Mr. Corey did, and what Mr.

Rockefeller did, and what Madame Tingley did—that is, nothing. Or else

he will do what the Associated Press did in the case of the “Masses”—he

will file a suit, or ask for an indictment, and thus get occasion to

publish in his papers a high-sounding and dignified statement of his own

righteousness; he will put me to the expense of employing lawyers and

making a thorough study of his files; and then, when the case comes up,

he will drop it, and say not one word about it in his papers!

Now, what is it that Mr. Liggett has to say? His statements are briefly

as follows:

The “St. Paul Dispatch” and “Pioneer Press” were financed and put on

their feet by a street-car magnate, and for twenty years, from a

generous and pure emotion of gratitude, have supported this street-car

magnate in all his doings; hiding his tax-dodging and his franchise

grafting, ridiculing and misrepresenting his employes when they go on

strike. The papers could probably not be purchased for a million

dollars, yet they pay taxes on less than fifty-seven thousand dollars.

Until quite recently they were charging the city an illegal price for

the publication of city advertisements, and only quit when an

independent citizen forced an exposure. They have defended the Hill

railroad interests systematically; they have suppressed news of public

agitation against the packers and the millers, and have editorially

defended these and other profiteers. After borrowing three hundred

thousand dollars from the Capital Trust and Savings Company, they did

their best to start a run on the St. Paul municipal bank, and only

failed because their false statements were promptly exposed. They have

lied systematically about the farmers’ movement, and have refused to

publish corrections, even in the form of paid advertisements. They were

ultra-patriotic, and urged all employers to continue their employes’

wages while the latter were in the army; but they themselves failed to

follow this advice!

And now come, Mr. Galt, and explain to a jury of American citizens how

it happened that these articles, “untruthful in every particular in

which they reflect upon the ‘Dispatch’ and the ‘Pioneer Press’,” were

allowed by you to be published in a paper having two hundred thousand

circulation in Minnesota and adjoining states, and were left unanswered

and unchallenged by you for a period of fifteen months!

The Nonpartisan League is an issue, not only in Minnesota and North

Dakota, but all over the country where the interests are in terror of

a farmers’ revolt. And so the whole power of the kept press is

enlisted to malign it. The League is doing business through the

Scandinavian-American Bank of Fargo, and the enemies of the League

raid this institution, with the help of subservient public officials,

and throw it into the hands of a receiver. From one end of the country

to the other goes the story of crooked banking by the farmers’ party,

and is featured by the capitalist press. The “New York Times” has

several detailed dispatches, also solemn editorials. A week or two

later the Supreme Court of the State denounces the proceedings as a

conspiracy, declares the bank sound, and orders its return to the

owners. The “Times” gives this—not one line! Or take the “Kansas City

Star,” a most completely respectable organ, which features the

smash-up of the bank, and reports the restoration in a tiny item,

giving the name of the bank, but not mentioning it as the League

bank—understanding perfectly well that ninety-nine out of a hundred

readers will not make the connection, and will not know that the

League has been vindicated!

And then, a few days later, the American Bar Association issues a

denunciation of the League, declaring it is “pure Socialism,” and

Socialism means the “nationalization of women.” The “Chicago Tribune”

gets out a big headline:

“SOCIALISTS HOPE TO COMMUNIZE U. S. GIRLS, CLAIM.”

The “Chicago Tribune” is in politics you see; and like Richard Croker,

it is working for its own pocket all the time. Let us hear William

Marion Reedy, a journalist of forty years’ training:

In Chicago there is the case of two great newspapers, one of them

Republican and the other Independent, which have been found clearly

guilty of robbery of the school children of that city. Through the

connivance of a school board, one of the members of which was an

attorney for one of these newspapers, the land occupied by both these

journals, in the very heart of the business center of Chicago, was

leased to these great institutions for the moulding of public opinion,

on a basis of a site-value absolutely absurd and ridiculous, and upon

terms very much lower than those granted on similar lands to other

lease-holders in the same neighborhood. This favor exacted of a public

body, and at public expense was given solely through fear of attack

by, or desire to stand well with the publications in question. When

there came into power in the school board, under Mayor Dunne, a number

of men who could not be reached by political or other interests, and

these men attempted to set aside the outrageous lease in question,

both these papers began a crusade against the honesty and intelligence

of the school board, and developed the campaign into one for the

election of a mayor who would oust these school board members who

tried to win back the property for the school children. They rallied

to their support all the corrupt and vicious element of the Chicago

slums, likewise the forces that could be controlled by the street

railways and other public service corporations, elected the mayor, and

turned the honest members of the school board out of office. They have

since been reinstated, but not until the corporation Mayor had

appointed a sufficient number of “safe and sane” friends of the powers

that be, to block any effort that might be made by the honest members

to secure from these great publications a just compensation for the

use of the land belonging to the public schools of Illinois and

Chicago.

Reedy omits to give us the names of these two Chicago newspapers. As I

am dealing with names in this book, I state that one of them is the most

“respectable” of all Chicago’s newspapers, the “Tribune,” which carries

on its front page the legend: “The World’s Greatest Newspaper.” The

other is the most “liberal” of all Chicago’s newspapers, the “Daily

News,” owned by Victor F. Lawson, who is generally cited as the one

among the fifteen directors of the Associated Press who has any trace of

progressive sympathy.

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