From under my hat (1952)

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left he took with him only twenty-five hundred dollars. He was unable to collect the rest of the pledges. During the fund-raising, which I started with a donation, Chaplin was called upon. He got up in a white heat of hate and said, "I am not a Jew; I am not a citizen of America; I am a citizen of the world. I will give nothing to this cause. I deplore the whole thing." This same Chaplin was the brave little man who stood up in Carnegie Hall in New York, after Hitler had attacked Russia, and begged Americans for a second front to support Joe Stalin when it looked as though Uncle Joe was getting the worst of it from the Nazis. Chaplin never went to war. He was too busy at home, pleading that others go save his neck. The man who rocked the nation with the great picture Shoulder Arms never shouldered arms for any country. So far as I know, the only donation he ever made to the war effort was one hundred dollars— to help buy a station wagon for the Red Cross. Chaplin's friends and fellow travelers accuse me of being "hard on the little guy." I'm not hard on him. I bow to his talent, which verges on genius. Would that his character matched it. I've never had any respect for him or his political beliefs. Jim Tully summed him up perfectly when he wrote: "Chaplin pities the poor in the parlors of the rich." 153