Like the maddening rumble of guns that grew louder and louder in the ears of Parisians in 1914, the steady drone of a well-oiled machine has preyed upon the ears of the White House within the last fortnight. That drone was the culmination of the three-year-old groan of the sick farmer. That drone was the work of militant farm organizations, skillful lobbyists, a group of Senators and Representatives from the West and South who have convinced majorities in Congress that the proper medicine for the sick farmer is the McNary-Haugen bill (TIME,...
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