"During the slow traffic hours in the New York subways, on the
sidewalks, and on this parkway I have closely observed many middle-aged
people with their deformed bodies, swollen legs, and flabby,
loose-skinned masks of faces. All of them in youth must have had
natural beauty. All over the country, inside and outside of bars and
saloons, in slums, in parks, and in alleys, you will find many aged,
middle-aged and even young people who are listless.
"It is unbelievable and shameful that in this country, in our age, with
our phenomenally abundant resources, such conditions should exist.
"There has been famine in India where hundreds and thousands have died
from starvation, and millions of innocent, defenseless Jewish victims
have been exterminated in sadistic orgies. What an existence we are
creating for ourselves and our children. The future generations will
surely pay. The sins of the fathers once more will be visited on the
children."
Every time he handed me one of his chapters, he followed my reading
from his own copy, because many times I would ask questions or start
a discussion. I was wishing that I too should have been present on
Mars. He sensed a certain amount of skepticism that was forming in my
mind, and kept on hoping and assuring me that another opportunity would
present itself for a trip to Mars and that I should accompany him.
"You'll see for yourself," he said.
At about this time, he gave vent to his pent-up anger and said, "All
this makes me sick at heart; my soul and mind are filled with disgust
and fear that I am the offspring of an ugly lot of beasts. I don't want
to remain on Earth.
"Millions of our youths have gone to war, and have sacrificed
themselves in one form or another, to make this world a better one.
I hope that they may not only end these problems, but may succeed in
changing the economic life of all of us. If not, they have fought and
died in vain.
"Then, oh, God, Who has given us intelligence which we misuse to
fashion a chain forged with links of gold, which has us so securely
bound and enslaved--far better take away from us that priceless wisdom
which we do not know how to value. Efface it from our minds, so that we
revert to our former primitive state until our present system of life
can be entirely forgotten, and until we become entirely purified from
our crimes. Then, and only then, instill in us a pure civilization, so
that the cursed money system will be no more."
All this he spoke with a strange vehemence and uncontrolled emotion.
He burst out in a loud, passionate sobbing. It took him some time to
compose himself; then he said, "I cannot help my feelings. I am now not
so inured to seeing poverty and want as you all are, or as I was before.
"You must excuse my agitation; it certainly delays the finishing of my
story to you. We had better postpone it until tomorrow, when I hope I
will be more calm."
FOOTNOTES:
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