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HARRY F. WARD: "Having eyes they see not"-these American millions. They look at the photographs of fighting in Africa and Asia, of marching soldiers in many lands and war ships in many seas. But they do not see the war that will soon be calling for them. They read the headlines about our billion dollar budget for war preparations and think it is for national defense. They swallow this lie as easily as the one about ending war and saving democracy.
They see and hate the cruelties, the repressions, of Fascism in Europe. Then they say "It can't happen here--we won't let it." Yet in many communities their basic liberties are now being taken from them while they are being whipped to a blind frenzy of hate against the "reds."
It is the high duty of artists to make these blind millions see and understand. It is their heavy responsibility to wake these sleep walkers while there is yet time to escape the destruction toward which they are being driven. 

ROCKWELL KENT: There are a few people who have made a potbellied living by the exploitation of labor, conveniently assisted now and then by that wholesale butchery of men, women, and children called War. There are millions of people who think that being exploited is Life, and that slaughtering--or being slaughtered--is its Heaven sent reward. Good: let them. So hurrah for Fascism!--and to Hell with the Human Race! Of the millions--and there are such millions--who want to pursue the cultivation of their garden which is America in peace and ordered security, art is the voice. For God's sake listen to it. 

MALCOLM COWLEY: The other day I was looking through a collection of caricatures attacking Gustave Courbet. The great painter and socialist and revolutionary had to swallow all sorts of jibes from the gentlemen who made satirical drawings for the French weeklies (with the approval of the French government). There were only a few good friends like Daumier who came to his defense. It struck me, looking through this book where so much stupid malice is assembled, that for more than a century the great mass of satirical artists have been on the side of the ruling class--not for any fundamental reasons connected with the nature of satirical art, but simply because the magazines able to reproduce their work and the galleries able to sell it have been bourgeois institutions. But the mass of satirical artists are as dead and forgotten as the hobble skirt. Meanwhile a few independent figures like Hogarth (the artist of the middle class when it was still progressive), like Callot and Goya (with their sermons against war), like Daumier (the enemy of purse-proud philistinism), are still exerting an influence, are still teaching people to see the world through their honest eyes. May we honor them, both by remembering them and by following their example.

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