I became a son-in-law in the United States

Chapter 30 New Youth

"Unite?"

Hearing Luther's words, Daniel frowned, thinking for a long time but still not understanding. It wasn't until Sam cautiously whispered a few words in his ear that his brother-in-law finally realized what was going on and waved his hands repeatedly, saying:

"Luther! You can't just say that word carelessly!"

Of course, you can't just say things like that.

Generally speaking, the word "unity" only comes from the mouths of Soviet people, and even when they are not united, it is only in Soviet propaganda pamphlets and is rarely mentioned by people.

In 1927, the United States as a whole was still hostile, or even prejudiced, towards the Soviet Union.

After all, since the establishment of the Soviet government in 1917, the US government has not recognized the Soviet Union, and both the government and the public have kept the name a taboo subject.

Now that Luther is bringing these things up in public at a bar, it's inevitable that they'll attract the attention of some people with ulterior motives.

Upon hearing this, Tony lowered his voice and whispered:

"Yes, I heard that the Soviets have gone crazy lately, spreading propaganda everywhere, and even trying to cultivate revolutionary writers in America. The police are already secretly investigating."

Hearing what they said, Luther paused, shook his head, and smiled, saying:

"Everyone, there's no need to make a fuss. The unity I'm talking about has nothing to do with the Soviet Union. Unity simply means being united together."

"Think about it, if we continue to scatter and separate, failing to form a unified organization, then Lowell will probably come back. Even if he temporarily forgets about this, once he comes to his senses and remembers the humiliation you all gave him today, the trouble will still be trouble."

"Although you all come from well-off families, in Boston, as you know, even though you come from wealthy families, you still can't protect yourself from the WASPs' retaliation."

Upon hearing this, Tom Flint paused and said, "So, Luther, you mean we should form a unified organization?"

As Tom finished speaking, Jim Green, the young man whose family ran a funeral business, asked curiously:

"But Luther, don't we already have our own organization? Doesn't the Owl Club we founded count?"

Although the Owl Club is only third-rate and can't compare to the Pig Club at all, it's considered pretty good within the Boston inner circle.

"Of course not," Luther smiled and continued to explain to the group:

"Although you jointly established a fraternity and even gave it a nice name (The Owl Club), you all know without me saying that your club is just a party organization. You get together more to drink, pick up girls, and have fun. You're just venting and having fun together. This is far from the unity I'm talking about."

After Luther said that, the others fell silent, and the eldest brother-in-law blushed.

As one of the founders of the Owl Club, the brother-in-law was quite the expert when it came to having fun, and the others, under his guidance, basically all went astray.

This is not surprising, because in the United States at that time, there were many clubs of this kind for entertainment.

For example, when Luther was wandering around earlier, he even heard about a club called the Goat Club.

To join this club, the rules are simple: just *any goat will do.

This was the only condition, and the only threshold. Luther looked at it and realized that he really couldn't do it.

But these kinds of clubs are often very popular, attracting young people who flock to them just to become members.

However, none of these were Luther's original intentions.

The next moment, Daniel asked curiously, "So, Luther, what do you mean by unity?"

"It's very simple: we need to establish a new organization. In this organization, we have the highest vision, passionate ideals, strict discipline, a common purpose, guiding principles, and a common program. All members will work together towards the same goal!"

"If you can unite to this extent and recruit a few more members, even if the Lowell family is very powerful, they will never dare to retaliate against you. They won't even have the thought of doing it."

Luther went on and on, basically revealing all that he had learned in his life.

The others were also stunned. They had thought Luther was just making a casual suggestion, but upon closer inspection, it didn't seem like a bad idea.

We are all disillusioned people who have come together because we are ostracized. We are all marginalized groups in Boston. We are all bullied by the WASP. We are all angry but dare not speak out. We all just happened to experience tonight's events together.

A shared language, shared memories, shared ideals, shared goals—what could be more precious in the world than this?

That's all, probably not.

Thinking of this, Luther paused and continued, "It would be inappropriate for an organization like this to continue calling itself the Owl Club, because this is a serious matter, a matter of survival and dignity, so it's best to change the name."

The brother-in-law was also captivated by the story and was unknowingly drawn into Luther's narrative.

If such an organization really exists, then we've truly found our community. Disillusioned young people can gather together not just for drinking and eating, but to do something real. Thinking about it carefully, it's actually quite exciting.

"Luther, if we're going to change the name, what would be a good name for our new organization?"

Luther paused for a moment: "How about calling them New Youth?"

"You are not some degenerate youths, you are just a group of lost young people who have lost their way. Now you have a direction, and life is not always about dwelling on the past, so it is appropriate to call you the new youth."

Upon hearing this, the eldest brother-in-law took the lead, and the others echoed his sentiments.

"This name is great! I like 'New Youth'!"

"I hate Lowell to death! If the new youth can fight this parasite to the end, then I am a new youth!"

"Luther is right. We are also young people with ideals, who want to make something of ourselves. We are not just people who eat and drink."

"Yes, yes, yes! We call ourselves the new youth, and it's time to say goodbye to our past selves!"

Finally, emboldened by a few drinks, the brother-in-law stood up, waved his sleeve, and declared generously, "From now on, everyone, our Owl Club will officially change its name to the New Youth Club!"

Seeing the excited looks on everyone's faces, Luther suddenly felt very emotional, "Am I going to found the New Youth?"

It seems...it looks...it doesn't seem that difficult, does it?

Of course, the difficulty levels vary greatly depending on the time and space, but anyway, they're all called "New Youth".

What is certain is that many years later, when the elderly Daniel looks back on the past, he will not regret wasting his time, nor will he be ashamed of having accomplished nothing.

On his deathbed, he was able to say calmly:

"I have dedicated my entire life and all my energy to the most magnificent cause in the world."

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