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Salient. An Organ of Student Opinion at Victoria College, Wellington, N.Z. Vol. 12, No. 10. September 20th, 1949
[Introduction]
Our western culture, our values, our civilization, are threatened. In the east, there rises the "looming shadow of totalitarianism," and even in our midst we find "red-eyed monster in the shape of men." Despite the cloistering of our brick tower, we can still hear the war-cry.
"In Communism I see a dangerous enemy sworn to destroy the very things which we cherish, willing to wreck our country and the British Commonwealth. . . . I see it as a sacred duty to fight this thing." Thus our local Churchill and latter-day Cicero, Mr. R. Semple, warns us in his great work "Why I Fight Communism."
"The very tilings we cherish"—our western way of life, our cultural heritage. After all, we had Homer, and Shakespeare, and Goethe (even if we don't read them), and—and—ah, yes, and Brick Bradford, and the late Al Capone, and juke-boxes, and John George Haigh, and Lord Haw-haw, and, of course, the atom bomb. And—oh yes. I almost forgot. The good old Nazis are on our side now. In the Hibbert Journal not long ago, Dean Inge, after referring to the execution of the quisling traitor Amery as "a national disgrace," stated:
"Hitler and his colleagues were a vile gang, but we might have dealt with them. We can never deal with Russia."