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
Though my personal feeling once was that America was destined to take
high rank, if not complete leadership, in the intellectual world, I am
now not so sure. At this writing it looks as though it might retrograde,
and that speedily, and give place to newer lands--newer in spirit, I
mean. It may not, but the signs are somewhat against it. Our literature
has plainly developed to the level of the best seller and then stopped.
Our art is sporadic, and with a few exceptions lymphatic and strongly
suggestive of older forms. The futuristic dream did not originate here.
Our science--well, who are our American scientists anyhow? Loeb? Carel?
Tesla? Bell? All foreigners.
In architecture, markedly allied, I must say, to mechanics, in which we
flourish, we have done better--yes, and in anything and everything which
relates, or has, to mechanics, trade, commercial organization. In those
things, indeed, we have appeared to do most astoundingly, although I am
firmly convinced that the boundless and virgin resources of the land
have had as much--more, in fact--to do with this than anything else. We
have not had so much to create as to develop, and other countries and
other financiers--their trade geniuses--have done quite as well if not
better in some instances than have we. I refer to such concerns and
individuals as the English East India Company, the Royal Dutch Shell,
the Allgemeine Elektrische Gesellschaft, the Cunard, Allen and other
such organizations, to say nothing of such individuals as Lord
Strathcona, Baron Shibusawa, Cecil Rhodes, Lord Cowdray, Alfred
Harmsworth, Sir Thomas Lipton, etc.
Indeed the one thing I would like to point out most definitely in
passing is this: that the by now ingrown idea in every average
American’s mind that all of the most significant inventions and
discoveries, mental as well as mechanical, of the last hundred years or
more are entirely of American origin is not true by any means. Far from
it. Those great prime movers--for instance, the steam engine, the
electric motor, and the gas engine (as well as its natural child, the
automobile)--came to us from abroad. So did the telegraph, the railroad,
radium, X-ray photography and--what is most remarkable, considering that
the ironclad came from here--every step in steel manufacture. The
telephone was invented by a Scot who was twenty-five years old when he
became an emigrant to our country.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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