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From: | Valentine Molina |
Subject: | [Help-SnakeCharmer] idealism |
Date: | Thu, 21 Sep 2006 23:04:49 +0300 |
And shall I be any better at home here leading
theHouse?
Have they not stonedme in the streets for saying
it? I was in the House yesterdayuntil three in the morning; and my brains are just
so much tripe. The counsel men agree withis vain: it is only the echo of their own
voices. You soldiers never understand thedifficulties a statesman has to contend
with. Her age isunknown; but she is made up to pass as reasonably young
andattractive. All greatArt and Literature is propaganda.
Beware how you kill athought that is new to you.
Leave out cruelty: all government is cruel; for nothing isso cruel as impunity. All
youll hear is a noise like awatchmans rattle.
A million echoeswill not help you to rule
righteously. Itonly encourages them to write them up like that.
You are a more dangerous fellow than I thought. Put
down in a separate line, inred capitals, One man one wife. You mean that truth is a
correspondence between word andfact. Terrordrives men mad: hope and faith give them
divine wisdom.
What ought I to know better than mostmen? Dealing
with the unemployedis not a soldiers job; and I was a soldier.
So that Satan may find mischief still for idle
hands todo. I believehe is right: a bit of sentiment about the family always goes
downwell.
Will there be any Hindus or Mahometans present? He
was not onlyallowed but challenged to defend himself. Do not be so ungrateful as to
answer mein dead ones. The law forbids obscenity,sedition, and
blasphemy.
Sir Arthur can hardly be much less than fifty; but
his naturalbuoyancy makes him look younger.
Call him what you will: he is still
OurFather.
Im devilishly busy; butyou are always welcome to
your ten minutes. It is that which a man must tell even if he be stoned orcrucified
for telling it.
Remember: this is a National Government,not a party
one. For I am a patrician andtherefore myself a man of quality; and hawks should not
pick outhawks eyes. Thirty years inParliament and ten on the Front Bench would drive
any man dotty. Sir Broadfoot Basham has come over from Scotland Yard.
Well, I know that: I have not yet become a
completeidiot.
Then you are defying your father and
mother.
The streets will be clear before twelve oclock. He
has an orators voice ofpleasant tone; and his manners are very genial.
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