I says, “Why you poor simp dont you know them fellers brings in a lot of money to try to tear down our government?”
“Well,” she says, “and can they do it?”
And I says, “No of course they cant do it.”
And then says she, “Then why do we have to be so scared of them?”
“Scared?” I says. “Who’s talking about being scared?”
“Well then,” she keeps on, “why not let them shoot their faces off?”
“But you simp,” I says, “them fellers would come in here and buy printing presses and stir up our foreign labor.”
And she says, “Well if their money is good to buy tractors why shouldnt it be good to buy presses?”
And so I gets hot under the collar and I says, “You talk like you was one of them Bolshivikis yourself,” I says, “and you had ought to be shut up and not allowed to talk no such rotten ideas.”
“Oh so that’s all you believe in free speech!” she says.