“If there was nothing of the spirit here, could men be brought to
contend so long and so furiously?” he answered. “But what are we to do
with these passions, evil as well as good, that we have raised in the
name of idealism? Nothing that has been created can die.” He peered out
between the chimneys.
“Look down there,” I said. “Fear and hate and a certain exaltation. Of
course, in this struggle Sinn Fein has the exhilaration of the small
man against the big man. However right the big man may be, he cannot
have much zest in an unequal show.”
Then it was that 47 became like a prophet on the housetops.
“Truth! Truth! Who shall find truth in all this untruth? One begs and
begs for bread, and receives always a stone. Lies, lies, lies! Who can
get at the truth now? Can it ever be found? I am tired of stones. Who
will give me bread?
“No man down there wants the truth; no man down there would listen to
the truth; one wishes to shout his case louder than the other, that is
all. The people lie, the papers lie--it is lies, all lies!”
“And this thing which makes men mad is called patriotism,” I said.
He turned round from gazing at the city. “There you have it. There
is one voice speaking the truth. Patriotism, how it limits a man, in
judgment, in sincerity, in his horizon.
“Nowadays, can nationalism be other than a rather poor thing? It was
useful in the past, but it was only a stepping stone to better things.
First individual against individual, then family against family, then
tribe warring against tribe, nation striving against nation. Only
to-day the inspiration that all nations may be bound together. Has man
been deceived? Can nationalism and patriotism after all be false gods?”
I, harking back to his cry of “lies, all lies,” interjected: “Here is
the truth spoken by Loyalist and Republican in the golden age before
all men were liars:
“‘You started it,’ the Republican says. ‘For generations we asked you
for more generous legislation, and you made promises and broke them.
Then we took up arms.’
“‘My dear fellow, you have hit the nail on the head. We were
continuously unjust,’ the Loyalist answers; ‘but listen to the excuses.
Either the peoples of the British Isles are one nation, or else they
are several nations, of which more than one resides in Ireland. We
have to listen to so many opinions. You Sinn Feiners want to break
right away, the Nationalists want Home Rule, and the Ulster people want
things to stay as they are. Naturally, this decision does not help us
to do what we are disinclined to do.’
“‘The majority want a republic; the majority should rule,’ answers the
Republican.
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