Hey Rub-a-dub-dub: A Book of the Mystery and Wonder and Terror of LifeDreiser, Theodore
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Hey Rub-a-dub-dub: A Book of the Mystery and Wonder and Terror of Life
Dreiser, Theodore
American essays -- 20th century
women crave monogamy where their affections or the interests of their
children are involved; (10), that love of one woman or one man, or their
several or joint love of children, is likely to overlay and put at rest,
for the time being, the usual roving desires of sex; (11), that law in
all special instances is absolutely helpless before passion, powerless
either to interpret its psychology or fix a just measure of praise or
blame; (12), that convention has not made, and cannot make, any headway
against a chemical scheme of life which puts sex desires first and all
else as secondary or socially contributory.
Do I seem illogical or inclined to exaggerate? Think well over the
things I have said. The world has a partially traceable history covering
more than ten thousand years; in that time nations have risen and
fallen, law codes have come and gone, religions have dominated and been
swept away. In no law code and in no religion of any nation has the sex
question, the need of moderation, duty to family and the like, been
ignored. But in all that time the social expression of sex has never
been so much as modified, let alone done away with. The Mosaic law is
all of three thousand years old, yet what has it availed? Are our women
all pure, our men all moral? Yet, in the face of history and present-day
occurrences, the facts of divorce courts, night courts, streets crowded
with prostitution and kept women, men seeking constantly to lure women,
and vice versa, all the million and one evidences in books, plays,
newspapers and social life generally that sex is the keynote of
existence, there are those who would bar all mention of it, harry the
prostitute, unduly punish the fornicator, ostracise the woman who strays
from the path of virtue or seeks in divorce a way out of a troubled
marital state.
What to make of the brain of man under such circumstances? What to say
of the thing that causes him to fight the passion of which he is a
victim? Necessity for equation and balance in all things, a very rough
balance which cares no more for the individual “good” or “bad” than we
care for flies or gnats? Inherent love of moderation in some? Love of
peace in some? Love of the reverse in others? The tendency of all things
to become static, even passionate temperaments? Surely that, and nothing
more. Yet, aside from that, there is something which does not care for
the equation-seeking mood of either individuals or society, which is
busy manufacturing and pouring into the world new individuals with all
their new dreams, passions, lacks of equation, lack of a sense of
self-restraint, and sweeping away the old, the conservative, the
religious, sanctimonious.
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