Macfarlane's Appeal   Election Manifesto by EGM for the Dundee East Parliamentary By-Election - 17th July 1952   EGM stood as a World-Parliament Party Candidate    

War's a Bogey all admit,  
The point is how to deal with it,  
Labour and Tory, both at one.  
Say with pacts it can be done.  
Scottish Nationalists there agree  
(Though only if the Scots are free)  
Thus these three are, all in all,  
Arm each "nation" is their call. 
  
But . . and this is what I say,  
"Pacts" Preserve War Dangers' Sway.  
Armed nations are like gangsters clad,  
With gun on hip for every lad,  
Suspicious mind and nervous hand  
They menace all in every land. 
  
Small wonder then that we are caught,  
In brutal arms race-terror fraught,  
Arms race fraught with poverty,  
Ration books and sweet-less tea.  
Think out too how all the best,  
Cars and crockery are pressed,  
Into holds for overseas,  
Whilst we at home are ill-at-ease  
Using second-bests and rejects,  
With heavy tax on slightest pretext. 
  
War's a bogey, no mistake,  
Must be conquered, for the sake  
Of youngsters here and everywhere,  
Will be conquered, if we dare,  
To question old and fixed beliefs  
That dominate old party briefs. 
  
War's been made to disappear  
'Tween clan and clan in yesteryear  
Then 'tween Scots and English state,  
War's been banished from the slate  
How? The answer's clear to me  
Common Citizenship is the key.  
Clansmen all live now at peace,  
From inter-clan war their release  
Is gained by candid recognition  
Of common loyalty and mission.
 
And this is why I urge, you see,  
That if from Bigger wars you'd be  
Released and happier made all round  
Your Salvation hits now been found,  
and that is - Work for Federation,  
Aim to merge and join each nation.  
" Merge and Join" is what I call  
That's the way to save the fall  
From "friendliness" to "enmity" 
Twixt nations, we so often see. 
  
But hark at Morgan Thomson (Labour)  
Listen to the fellow blabber,  
Of "friendly nations" and of "peace"  
By dumping hams and bits of cheese  
Upon the tables of the wretches  
Whose lives are being sucked dry in batches  
By tax to swell their nation's arming.  
It really is more than alarming.  
Its foolishness and that's a fact,  
Which certainly will in time react,  
To show in no uncertain fashion,  
How nationalism arouses passion.  
Selfish aims and Tricks and Catches  
From which a war-like spirit hatches.  
Don't be misled I do beseech you  
Look back in time and let that teach you.  
Don't follow Thomson. Follow me,  
And let world order set us free.  
Britain alone can never thrive  
Whilst armed alliances contrive  
To misdirect the work of all  
From goods of table house and hall.  
But, clear the world of arming nations  
And we will soon be rid of rations,  
3-day weeks and such-like cattle,  
And, what is best - We'll end all battle. 
 
Now let us turn to Cowcher (Tory) 
Whose attitude's a similar story 
"Peace through Strength" is his main cry 
Though stronger nations always try 
To stronger be than all around. 
Surely the moral here is sound -
 
So long as nations separate are 
So long must we prepare for war ! 
So long as nations stronger grow  
So long their rivals chase them so. 
  
When is such foolishness to end ? 
I'm asking you your ways to mend.  
If you are thinking Paul's your man,  
Stop ! Think now ! What intelligent plan  
Is there in boosting national pride  
When its foul seeds can't be denied.  
Not "Peace through Strength" but – "Peace through Union"  
Is the way in my opinion.  
Strength has its uses there's no doubt  
When victory's what we think about  
But Peace through strength is just a fiction  
In fact a direct contradiction.  
This rivalry of straining nations  
Straining to outstrip their relations  
Cannot be stopped immediately.  
Surely that is plain to see  
But stop it's what I want to do  
And whether it's done is up to you  
Paul Cowcher wants to keep them separate,  
D'vou wonder then that I got desperate ? 
Remember folks these wars hit all  
The weaver and wifie with the stall,  
The shopkeeper and sherriff clerk  
Each one will feel the adverse mark  
Rising prices, smaller cakes,  
Shorter sugar and. fat-Guid sakes ! 
Howe'er can happiness abound .  
When things like these are all around ?  
So, grasp this chance I now present  
Of letting me speak in Parliament. 
  
On Stewart I will waste no time, 
This "Scottish nation" stuff's a crime 
Against the light of federation 
Which is my goal and our salvation, 
Go, get a world map and you'll see
 
Who Britain splits - dissects a flea ! 
And think ! Each part will have a sting 
Of bomb and gun and such-like thing. 
Do you want Customs at the Border ? 
Are Scottish passports a sane order ? 
Use common-sense and feelings human 
And surely you'll know what to do man ! 
No doubt at all there is a need 
For devolution from London's greed, 
But that is quite a different case 
From working, up a "Scottish Race." 
The thing's absurd, we are a mixture 
So let world union be your fixture. 
  
Now, are you really going to send, 
One of these three our ills to mend ? 
Remember, quite soon after school, 
Your boy becomes the army's tool 
And armies are most needful features 
So long as we are nationalism's creatures 
Thomson, Cowcher, Stewart and I, 
Of these four, three leave high and dry, 
Delete three nationalists is my plea 
Tweedledum ! Tweedledim ! and Tweedledee ! 
That leaves me - for federation 
Let X - for Macfarlane - shock the nation 
Shock the nation ? Shock the world ! 
And set World Parliament's flag unfurled. 
I don't want mere publicity 
A landslide's what I hope to. see, 
For all to see in every clime 
Mine is the way and there's still time. 
Do think it clear for kiddies' sake 
Use your will and courage take, 
To spurn all nationalist's pretensions 
Whatever is their state's dimensions. 
Make Dundee-East of '52 
A landmark for the world to view 
With thankfulness and something stronger 
For which they need wait no Ionger. 
Show Dundee's Folk's big aspirations 
Are end of war 'tween separate nations.

     

Edward Graham Macfarlane  108 Forthill Road  Broughty Ferry  Dundee  Scotland  DD5 3DR  tel & fax: +44 (0)1382 730971  Email: globdem@sol.co.uk

 

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