Even when, wriggle as they may, they find themselves pinned down to
some expression of definite opinion, as often as not they will argue in
support of what they perfectly well know to be untrue. I repeatedly met
with reviews and articles even in their best journals, between the
lines of which I had little difficulty in detecting a sense exactly
contrary to the one ostensibly put forward. So well is this understood,
that a man must be a mere tyro in the arts of Erewhonian polite
society, unless he instinctively suspects a hidden “yea” in every “nay”
that meets him. Granted that it comes to much the same in the end, for
it does not matter whether “yea” is called “yea” or “nay,” so long as
it is understood which it is to be; but our own more direct way of
calling a spade a spade, rather than a rake, with the intention that
every one should understand it as a spade, seems more satisfactory. On
the other hand, the Erewhonian system lends itself better to the
suppression of that downrightness which it seems the express aim of
Erewhonian philosophy to discountenance.
However this may be, the fear-of-giving-themselves-away disease was
fatal to the intelligence of those infected by it, and almost every one
at the Colleges of Unreason had caught it to a greater or less degree.
After a few years atrophy of the opinions invariably supervened, and
the sufferer became stone dead to everything except the more
superficial aspects of those material objects with which he came most
in contact. The expression on the faces of these people was repellent;
they did not, however, seem particularly unhappy, for they none of them
had the faintest idea that they were in reality more dead than alive.
No cure for this disgusting fear-of-giving-themselves-away disease has
yet been discovered.
* * *
It was during my stay in City of the Colleges of Unreason—a city whose
Erewhonian name is so cacophonous that I refrain from giving it—that I
learned the particulars of the revolution which had ended in the
destruction of so many of the mechanical inventions which were formerly
in common use.
Mr. Thims took me to the rooms of a gentleman who had a great
reputation for learning, but who was also, so Mr. Thims told me, rather
a dangerous person, inasmuch as he had attempted to introduce an adverb
into the hypothetical language. He had heard of my watch and been
exceedingly anxious to see me, for he was accounted the most learned
antiquary in Erewhon on the subject of mechanical lore. We fell to
talking upon the subject, and when I left he gave me a reprinted copy
of the work which brought the revolution about.
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