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"Yes--and no. All the main business is; the big assured steady things
that our life depends on. But there is a free margin for individual
initiative--and always will be. We are not so foolish as to cut off that
supply. We have more inventors and idealists than ever; and plenty of
chance for trial. You see the two hours a day which pays board, so to
speak, leaves plenty of time to do other work; and if the new thing the
man does is sufficiently valuable to enough people, he is free to do
that alone. Like the little one-man papers I spoke of. If a man can find
five thousand people who will pay a dollar a year to read what he says
he's quite as likely to make his living that way."
"Have you no competition at all?"
"Plenty of it. All our young folks are racing and chasing to break the
record; to do more work, better work, new work."
"But not under the spur of necessity."
"Why, yes they are. The most compelling necessity we know. They have to
do it; it is in them and must come out."
"But they are all sure of a living, aren't they?"
"Yes, of course. Oh, I see! What you meant by necessity was hunger and
cold. Bless you, John, poverty was no spur. It was a deadly
anæsthetic."
I looked my disagreement, and he went on: "You remember the hideous
poverty and helplessness of the old days--did that 'spur' the population
to do anything? Don't you see, John, that if poverty had been the
splendid stimulus it used to be thought, there wouldn't have been any
poverty? Some few exceptional persons triumphed in spite of it, but we
shall never know the amount of world loss in the many who did not.
"It was funny," he continued meditatively, "how we went on believing
that in some mysterious way poverty 'strengthened character,' 'developed
initiative,' 'stimulated industry,' and did all manner of fine things;
and never tinned our eyes on the millions of people who lived and died
in poverty with weakened characters, no initiative, a slow, enforced and
hated industry. My word, John, what fools we were!"
I was considering this Government Press he described. "How did you
dispose of the newspapers you had?"
"Just as we disposed of the saloons; drove them out of business by
underselling them with better goods. The laws against lying helped too."
"I don't see how you can stop people's lying."
"We can't stop their lying in private, except by better social
standards; but we can stop public lying, and we have. If a paper
published a false statement anyone could bring a complaint; and the
district attorney was obliged to prosecute. If a paper pleaded ignorance
or misinformation it was let off with a fine and a reprimand the first
time, a heavy fine the second time, and confiscation the third time; as
being proved by their own admission incompetent to tell the truth! If it
was shown to be an intentional falsehood they were put out of business
at once."
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