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
And yet, in America at least, where will you find a citizen who does not
to a marked extent reverence the opinions of his paper? The slavish
manner in which in certain regions to this day the voters follow a paper
and the manner in which the American press has successfully clouded
issue after issue since America began--the currency issue for one, the
slavery issue for another, the tariff issue for a third, the trust issue
for a fourth, the profiteering and European war issues at the present
moment. And where will you find a newspaper not advertising passing
panaceas that it knows cannot heal (I am not talking about patent
medicines), or admitting that a satisfactory social solution for the
woes of the millions cannot be found, or admitting frankly that human
law is the widespread net that it is, through which great and small
alike skip briskly, chance and accident restraining some and releasing
others? Only when the big skip through the lesion is greater. Or where
will you find a newspaper that will freely admit that the Ten
Commandments are not after all God-given law (do not think for a moment
that they privately believe they are), or that they constitute anything
more than a form of social agreement based for their validity on the
will of the majority and not holding where men do not believe them to be
true and not followed by any spiritually destructive consequences where
men do not accept them to be spiritually true? Life pours through the
reportorial, editorial and counting-rooms of the average newspaper
pell-mell quite as it does elsewhere, only a little more so. Those at
the head note well the secrecy, the self-interest, the “policy” running
through all things, the struggles of all individuals and organizations
to grow, usually at the expense of everything else; yet editorially, and
at the very best, a balance or dependent equation between rival
clashing interests--rival, hungry, self-seeking hordes--is all that is
ever struck here, although this is all but invariably announced as the
Sinaitic command of an all-wise, omnipotent, omnipresent intelligence,
the newspaper editor or owner posing as its especial mouthpiece and
forwarder! Is it not too ridiculous that so human and fallible or greedy
and venal a thing as the average newspaper should set itself up to be a
moral and at times even a religious arbiter of a community?
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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