IWCF 40 Hate Song

I was a Communist for the FBI. Starring Dana Andrews, had an exciting tale of danger and espionage. I was a Communist for the FBI. The story you are about to hear is based on the actual records and authletic experiences of Math Savetic, an undercover agent of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Over nine fantastic years lived as a Communist for the FBI. Here is our star, Dana Andrews as Matt Savedic undercover agent. Communists, as I learned over a period of nine miserable years, are particularly fond of children. Young minds are so susceptible to Red poison. But some kids don't know what they're supposed to be susceptible to, and in this story, even the Reds can't convince them. In a moment, listen to Dana Andrews as Matt Sabetic undercoverman. Now Here is Dana Andrews as Matt Sabetic undercoverman. This story from the confidential file is marked hate song. I was alone for a change. Comed Kettner and my other comic playmates were marking time. No new projects on the Red agenda. The next cell meeting two days away. I was even up to date on my reports to the FBI. Quiet hour, sweet and blissful. Time to insulate the nerve endings. Time to forget the future, enjoy the presence. End of quiet hower, nerves twanging like guitar strings again, time for my past to explode in my face. Hello, mister Semitic, please speaking? Who is this Matt? Yes, who is this mad? It's great to hear your voice again. Son. Who is this Doctor Orkott? Matt? Remember doctor Norkitt. Oh? The years haven't changed me that much, have they? Well? Doctor, well, this is this is wonderful. What in the world are you doing so far from home? Same old height, fucking away for Boys Incorporated, the best kids organization in America. Still it's guiding right huh, Yes, sir, I'm in a rut. That's a good rud to be in. That's agreed. I've been sent here to whip the local chapter into shape. How'd you like to help me me? Why not? You were an active recruiter back home, you know, one of the best supervisors Boys Incorporated ever had. Well that was years ago, Doctor Gears. Haven't changed you, have they met? Have dinner with me tonight? Matt, let me tell you about our plans. Well tonight, I comorrow that and no arguments. And I want to hear all about your life and time since I saw you last, Doctor Norcotte, number one booster for Boys Incorporated, a nationwide organization dedicated to the welfare and cultural and physical development of American kids. Years ago. I'd helped the Doctor organize our hometown chapter, years ago when red was just a color, an undercoverment, a good night's sleep. Yes, sir, Matthew, you were an eager beaver in those days. All right, I confess I enjoyed every minute of it. Two, I tell me, what are you doing with yourself these days? Oh? Same old thing? Well, never mind about me. Boys Incorporate is much more important. What are all these big plans of yours? Well, my chapter here has been rather slow and growing, Matt. We need more boys, more interests. The most important. We need more adults will be willing to work with the youngsters, help the organization in general. We sure could use you, Matt. I'd love to do it, doctor, but away my time is split up now, I own nonsense. There's always some time. I'm afraid not, Doctor Jim On I'm going to convince you that it's worth your time. Well, Doctor North, along and no arguments, Matthew, this Jim, there's just one portion of what this building has to offer these kids, Mats. Look at that little guy put that bag. Just a few months ago, he was doing that to other kids on the street. Come on, I'll show you the rest of this play. Hey, I wouldn't mind having a shop like this myself and every bit of the street. At these jumps, those kids, by the way, are making furniture to be used in other rooms around the building. This is just one of our music rooms, Mats. Who's the boy playing the piano? Pretty good, isn't he. It's tremendous. He'd be giving a recital for us one of these days. He's good on the low hurdles too, and the high jump. Alright, music, athletics, outdoor activities. You kids share interest in everything, Matt. If not as participants, they enjoy themselves as spectators. It sounds like a sensible plan, all right, it is, and it seems to work. Thanks your progress since I was. But we can sure use you, Matt. We need more boys to enjoy these activities. We need adults interested parents, men and women who work for the organization. We need a hard hitting local representative on the national council. We need you hit doctor slow down. I'm sorry. I guess this project is somewhat of an obsession with me. It's so big in other parts of the country, it deserves to be big here too, Doctor Orkada, I wish I get it. Help. I don't worry. There's plenty for you to do. I can't what I can't help your doctor. I just can't do it. My time is so limited, my work is But Matt, you must have some time. No, no time at all, doctor. It's it's getting late, and I have a company meeting to attend. If you'll excuse me, all right, Matt, don't let me keep you from your work. Company meeting, of course, meant cell meeting, and that was still a day away. But how could I tell doctor Norcotte that my business was treacherous? My colleagues were coming. Only the FBI knew why I was doing it, But I couldn't tell doctor Norcott that. The next night, the Red Clan gathered at the home of our Cell leader, Comrade Ketner. I was in for two surprises this evening. One of them almost pleasant, the other two to COMMI form unpleasant. He thinks about time we got this meeting underway. I just as soon listened to that piano. Who's playing? Oh that's nephew of mine. Hell, don't stop it, it's fine. Hello, coming here, and we haven't time to Katy. Do your bourgeois taste for culture? Smidt? What are you calling the uncle? Jack? Yes, coming here? That was surprise number one. If had never occurred to me that Keptner's nephew would be the same boy I'd seen playing the piano in the music room at Boys Incorporated. He was a shy kid, about fifteen years old, and he seemed to have very little taste for his uncle's friends. I'm not finished with my practicing. Oh yes, you are, no comrades, Leo. Is that rare form of human A teenage boy who wouldn't joy is playing the piano? You play very well, Leo. Thank you, Yes, Leo. Perhaps you'll oblige my comrades by opening our meeting with the rendition of the International. I don't know it, of course, you know it. Play it. I don't know all of it. Play it, I said. We can hear the piano in the next room. You see Comrade's discipline and musical taste. This is important, this physical discipline, especially in the young mind. There we are, you know the words? I trust? Why Leo, what do you think of? So? I know all I know? It wasn't the prettiest scene. It takes more than that to embarrass Communists. In a matter of moments, Leo was forgotten and Comrade Kettler was setting the stage for surprise number two, the unpleasant one. Now then it's Red. Would you mind telling us what you've been doing with yourself these the last two days? Right? I don't understand what you were seen in the presence of one doctor Norcotte yesterday. You had to know with him. You went with him to the new headquarters of Boys Incorporated. Yes, that's right, I did. The Boys Incorporated stands for everything alien to our exalted cause. I think an explanation is due. Doctor Norcotte happens to be an old friend of mine, Comrade Katnair. I seem and you and he are old friends. Eh. Yes, In fact, he even asked me to help him recruit for that decade an organization of his. Naturally I refused. You refused. Yes, of course, I refused. Why sabetic, aren't you aware that the party's been trying to infiltrate that organization locally for some time? The infiltrate Boys Incorporated? Of course, what are you talking about? The young mind? Comment, the fertile, valorable, youthful mind. If we can place our comrades in key positions throughout that organization, we have access to those minds. Just a minute, how do you expect to infiltrate that type of simple comrade? Simple? Through your friendship with doctor Norcott. Doctor you say that he asked me to. Recruit for him. Good you do just that every. Cell member here with an eligible child will see that that child becomes a member of Boys Incorporated. Well, look, Kittner, I've already told doctor Norcott that I wouldn't be able to. Change your minds, Drick, you'll recruit us. I must confess my nephew as already a member of Boys Incorporated. His mother seems to approve of it. Now I can make it serve the party. Suppose we do get into the organization, Ketner, what good can it do? How can we change the setup to suit us? Because I understand it, Boys Incorporated as a national council consisting of adults who represent local areas the policymakers. Now, with a little planning comrades, we can spearheaded drive to get me elected to the National Council of Boys Incorporated. That's a matter of fact. Don't you approve? I tell you it's ridiculous. Doctor Knockott is your friends abtic. He's asking you to help him. It's the least you can do for a friend. Now back to Dana Andrews starring as Matt savedic and I was a communist for the FBI, and the second act of our story. The common parasites would work now determined to drain every drop of decency from a great organization. This time they were disguised as eager parents of eager kids, eager to turn the facilities of Boys Incorporated into a cringing ground for treacherous math. These past few weeks have been a revelation to me. I can't tell you how grateful I am grateful for what? Doctor? For what? Why? For the way you've increased our membership Wood, Look at those boys. Never see this gym, so active, wonderful youngsters, their parents and especially fond of that Kettner fellow wonderful worker math diligent Sincere. Yeah, Getre's terribly sincere. I've already spoken to him about running for the National Council what as our local representative. He seems quite willing. Doctor, you don't want Kettner on the National Council. He's just use ideal for the job. That much more. The other adult supervisors agree with me. I couldn't tell Doctor Norcott about Kettner or the other diligent sincere workers. Kittner knew how close I was with the doctor. He'd know instantly how Norcott learned the truth, and if that happened, the FBI would be out one under calla man. I left the doctor in the gym and wandered through the halls of the building, trying to figure some way to get the truth across to Norcott. I passed the woodworking rooms buzzing with activity, the art department pungent with the aroma of oils and the sweet smell of crayer. The music rooms were dark as I approached them, but one of them was occupied. I paused at the open door and spointed through the gloom. Seated at the piano alone, checking dispiritedly into the keys. Was Leo Kepler? What's all right, Leo? I was just wondering who was in here. I was just going home. Oh say, it's all right. Wasn't that the internationality we're playing? You ought to know you're one of them, one of what my uncle comrade? I'll see you later. Wait a minute. You don't like your uncle's comrade, still you? No? Mom doesn't either. There's nothing we can do about it. Uncle Jack is supporting us. I see. Uh, you haven't been very active around here lately. I haven't seen you working out on the track or on the piano either. For that matter, why should I Why shouldn't you here? Here's why I shouldn't. That's why you and Uncle j bacting your comrades all over the place. Doctor Norca doesn't seem to mind. I know, I thought he was a decent guy. What do you mean you heard me? He's just like the rest of you. What do you think, doctor Norca? You ought to know. Even gets my uncle nominated to run for the National Council and he wants me to play piano for the program on election. It seems to me all you'd have to do is tell the other supervisors what you know about your uncle? No? Sure, sure? Where would mom and I go after that? Excuse me, it's late. I'm will be home from work soon, O Leo Alexan. Maybe if you. The official Boys Code tells us we got to respect our elders, but it doesn't tell us how to respect communists, so we need alone. All right, All right, comrades, let's bring the meeting to water. Now. First of all, progress report on our work within Boys Incorporated. As you know, the good doctor Norkott has nominated me for the election to the National Council. Do you think you'll win that election? Comrade Kenney, I must win. Speak having progressed this far, the party will not tolerated the people. There's only one way I could possibly lose. Now if doctor Knakott or any of the other voters should learn our two purpose, if they were to discovered that I were working for our exalted red cause. But I'm sure that won't happen, will it, Comrade s. Vedik, No, Comrat Ketney, it probably won't. How does the stage look for you from hearing Matt but very impressive? Doctor, Yes, sir, I hope this ought to tium be full tomorrow night. Matthew, do you really expect that bigger turnout for our first selection? I should say so. Got a great program lined up for entertainment. Parents are more excited than the kids. How excited are they about Kettner? They love him. May even be a unanimous vote. Incidentally, you know how sulky young Leo Kettner has been lately? Leo, yes, he's He's been kind of upset in one of his adolescent moods. I guess it's a lot of talking. But I finally convinced him to give a piano recitalism the climax of the program. Oh well, that's that's fine. He didn't give you any clue to his mood in his giddy Oh he'll be all right, between him and his uncle, it will be in all Kettner's Shaw Kittner steamroller was the red steamroller, but Norkatt and the voters were color blind. There had to be some way I could throw the commies off their course, some way to prevent them from ramming their man into the policy making body of Boys Incorporated. But the big night came too soon. The auditorium filled with beaming parents, The kids put on a wonderful show, even as young Leo Kettner finished his first encore and not found the way to top the rids. Look at that smtch. Listen to them. I love that kid, They should Kittner. The boy's good, good. Goodness right, good for us, good for me, and good for the party when he leaves his taste of voting stocks, and I kept my name of the uppermost in their minds. Well, that's his second encore. I didn't think he'd be willing to play as well, considering his attitude. Oh, he's not doing it for my benefit. Typical of his which you are training. He's playing to please that mother of his. That was Leo's second encore. Now, the ballot thing was certain to begin too late for me to block the calming advance. Too late for me too. Wait, I won't let the boy leave the stage. It's about three times four times, but they insist on another encore. The poor kid looks confused, be willing. He's pausing in the wings. Obviously he's not prepared for another encore. He doesn't seem to know exactly what to do. If I could get to him before the apause, stays away. If I could get to him before he begs off completely. If I could only reach nine go Leo, Leo, wait whistling? What if I do? I don't know what to play. Play a request, Leo, A request. I haven't got anything else ready. Oh yes, you have Play a request, A special personal request from your uncle. My uncle. He's requested that you play the International. No, No, I couldn't. Cleo, don't you understand that's his favorite song and this is his big knight. Play it? He deserves it, Leo, don't you understand he deserves it. Ladies and gentlemen, I sure grateful for all that apply for my final selection, and i'd like to play. Well. It's a special request from my uncle Jack. This number is Uncle Jack's own personal favorite, the song he likes best of all. I'm playing it for you and for him. For Heaven's sake. What's that song he's playing like? I don't know, Doctor Marcott. Sounds familiar, but I just can't seen the place that's it? It's the International? Why, Matt? Why? What's wrong with the boy? He said it's his uncle's favorite. Doctor. What's the communist them from? That's right? And he said it's his uncle's favorite. It worked all right, Young Leo took his cue and played it to the hilt. When the excitement died down, Comrade Kettner had vanished from the hall. The other seats were empty, too, seats that had been occupied by other commies. The Reds didn't stay to witness their denouncements and defeat, But Leo didn't stay easy. I found him outside the building, huddled on the steps of the fire exit, sobbing bitterly. I tried to comfort him, but I wasn't very good at it. What could I do now, mister sthetic? I can't go back inside there. I can't go back to my uncle's out. Where could I go? What can I do? Leo? Listen to me? Doctor norcotte knew nothing about the Reds. Nothing. You're Red. I believe you. Sure, I'm a Red. But the doctor isn't You saw how he reacted to that scene inside? He yo that you. Oh he's right here, doctor, Come inside, Sam an auditorium full of people waiting to thank you for what you've done. Thanks, thank me, of course, Come on. You too, you want to thank me too? Ada boyd Leo having that? Oh oh no, doctor, I'll be in later as you wish it was over. Now the red Steamroller had flattened its own crew of comings. Kettner was called out of town by party officials with sinister suddenness. Boys Incorporated saw that Leo and his mother were cared for, and I, well, I just walked away. I left a good friend and a part of my past behind me and just walked away. It's easier to walk without friends, without memories when you walk the red red road, when you walk the road alone. Dana Andrews will return in just a moment. This is Dana Andrews reminding you that there's an additional state in this union of ours, the state of mind known as freedom. Its borders extend as far as the mind of man. Its constitution is the Bill of Rights. Its chief executive youth. In the story you just heard, names, dates, and places are fictitious to protect innocent persons. Many of these stories are based on incidents in the life of Matt Savedic, who works under cover for the FBI. Next week, another fantastic adventure. Join us, then, won't you