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
These are but three of fifty instances out of the current papers which I
daily read. I have cited them to show how topsy-turvy the world seems to
me, how impossible of a fixed explanation or rule. Scarcely any two
individuals but will be at variance on these propositions. Yet the
religionists, the moralists, the editorial writers preach a faith and an
obvious line of duty which they label grandiosely “right” or “true,”
“just” or “merciful.” My observation and experience lead me to believe
that there is scarcely a so-called “sane,” right, merciful, true, just,
solution to anything. I know that many will cry in answer “Look at all
this great world! Look at all the interesting things made, the beautiful
things, the pleasures provided. Are not these the intelligent directive
product of a superior governing being, who is kind and merciful into the
bargain and who has our interests at heart? Can you doubt, when you
observe the exact laws that govern in mathematics, chemistry, physics,
that there is an intelligent, kindly ruling power, truthful, merciful,
etc?” My answer is: I can and do, for these things can be used as
readily against right, truth, justice, mercy, as we understand those
things, as they can for or with them. If you don’t believe this, and are
anti-German or anti-Japanese, or anti-anything else, see how those or
any other so-called inimical powers can use all these magnificent forces
or arts in its behalf and against the powers of light and worth such as
you understand and approve of. And when justice and mercy are tacked on
as attributes of this intelligence there is no possible appeal to
_human_ reason.
“But only look,” some one is sure to cry, “at some of the beautiful,
wonderful, helpful things which Divine Providence, or Life, or Force, or
Energy has provided now and here for man! Railroads; telegraphy; the
telephone; theaters; gas; electricity; clothing of all sorts;
newspapers; books; hotels; stores; fire departments; hospitals;
plumbing; the pleasures of love and sex; music.” An admirable list,
truly, and all provided by one struggling genius or another or by the
slow, cataclysmic processes of nature: fires, deaths and painful births.
Aside from the fact that all of these things can be and are used for
_evil_ as well as _good_ purposes (trust oppression, enemy wars and the
like), still it might as well be supplemented by such things as jails,
detectives, penitentiaries, courts of law--good or evil things, as you
choose to look at them. All of these things are good in the hands of
good people, evil in the hands of the evil, and nature seems not to care
which group uses them. A hospital will aid a scoundrel as readily as a
good man, and vice versa.
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