Kingston Whig-Standard Editorial November 30, 1993 International Socialists deserve greater recognition ---------------------------------------------------- The Kingston IS don't get nearly the recognition they deserve. Some dismiss them as a band of misguided lunatics. Others assume they're mostly pampered Queen's undergraduates and ignore everything they say. Still others brand them, say, intellectually stunted hypocrites who rail against capitalism while enjoying its benefits daily. This is excessively harsh, and more than a little unfair. The IS are to be congratulated for enriching public debate on important issues. Debate is always healthy and theirs is healthier than most. If you didn't know better, you'd think their debates went jogging every morning and ate nothing but tofu and whole-wheat cakes. The truth is, the party's operatives are everywhere lately; demonstrating about this, protesting that. During the recent federal election, the IS appeared at all-candidate's meetings to heckle Reform Party candidates. Most recently, they've launched a campaign against the hiring of a welfare investigator for the city of Kingston. Unlike some other activists, the IS never get bogged down with boring, pedantic detail. They keep the issues clear enough for even the masses to understand. On the "welfare cop" issue, for instance, the party maintains that any effort to root out fraud in the system is an "assault on the poor." Of course, the issue is far more complex than that. But ambiguity is so messy. Far better to illustrate ideas with good guys and bad guys, like a John Wayne movie. Then everybody know's what going on. Take, as an added example, the IS constitutional position as laid out by party stalwart Sean Purdy at a public meeting in October. Francophones in Quebec, we were told, are the long-standing victims of bigotry by English Canadians. This must be redressed by giving Quebec special powers within Confederation. Activists less clever than Purdy would allow themselves to ve shaken from this conviction by, say, the testimony of the Cree of northern Quebec, or the Haitian immigrants of Montreal, or the anglophones of the eastern townships - three groups which have at times been made to feel less than welcome by their francophone brethren. But the IS stay the course. Then there's the IS position on revolution. As a revolutionary party [we wish!] it looks breathlessly toward the establishment of a Marxist state. In most places in the world today, leftists blush at the mention of the word Marx. They think of the devastated nations of eastern Europe. They think of the days before the fall of the Soviet Empire, when Moscow schoolboys played soccer with loaves of bread (The government gave them away). But the IS are steadfast. They're convinced that Marx had the right idea, but for some reason the hundreds of millions of people who tried to make a go of his system for 70 years just weren't up to it. They didn't try hard enough. They weren't smart enough. Whatever. Let's be honest, it takes strong convictions to cling to ideas like that. Additional evidence of the party's sincerity is its continuing belief in violent struggle. It dreams of the day when Canada's cruelly oppressed workers - that is, Canadians who have jobs and collect a regular paycheque - will throw off their chains and take up arms against the capitalist foe. That would mean blood and death and killing of innocent people. It would mean chaos, at least for a while. But the IS do not shrink from their duty. They are prepared to trash peace, order and good government. Their sights are set on utopia, a state in which each person gives according to his ability, and takes according to his need. Leave it to Beaver, but on a grand, perhaps global, scale. Without a doubt, such devotion takes chutzpah. But perhaps the greatest achievement of the IS is their successful fight against personal cynicism and moral decay. Think about it; these people object viscerally to the system that produces their food, their clothing, their jobs, their heat in winter, their cars, their bicycles, their telephones, their medical care,their old-age pensions, their beer and the paper that binds their Marxist tracts. Yet they never lose their capacity to judge. They never lose their capacity to moralize. They never become convinced that they should move to a place like Northern Brazil, where socialists put their lives on the line every day to save people's habitats and livelihoods. In spite of the yawning gap between their standards of livings and those of the teeming, struggling masses of this planet, the Kingston IS never lose their self-respect. And that is a feat worthy of recognition - indeed, of awe. Whig-Standard editorial writer Michael Den Tandt