Society and solitude: Twelve chaptersEmerson, Ralph Waldo
Philosophy
Society and solitude: Twelve chapters
Emerson, Ralph Waldo
American essays -- 19th century
Cowardice shuts the eyes till the sky is not larger than a calf-skin;
shuts the eyes so that we cannot see the horse that is running away
with us; worse, shuts the eyes of the mind and chills the heart. Fear
is cruel and mean. The political reigns of terror have been reigns
of madness and malignity,--a total perversion of opinion; society is
upside down, and its best men are thought too bad to live. Then the
protection which a house, a family, neighborhood and property, even
the first accumulation of savings, gives go in all times to generate
this taint of the respectable classes. Voltaire said, “One of the
chief misfortunes of honest people is that they are cowardly.” Those
political parties which gather-in the well-disposed portion of the
community,--how infirm and ignoble! what white lips they have! always
on the defensive, as if the lead were intrusted to the journals, often
written in great part by women and boys, who, without strength, wish
to keep up the appearance of strength. They can do the hurras, the
placarding, the flags,--and the voting, if it is a fair day; but the
aggressive attitude of men who will have right done, will no longer be
bothered with burglars and ruffians in the streets, counterfeiters in
public offices, and thieves on the bench; that part, the part of the
leader and soul of the vigilance committee, must be taken by stout and
sincere men who are really angry and determined. In ordinary, we have
a snappish criticism which watches and contradicts the opposite party.
We want the will which advances and dictates. When we get an advantage,
as in Congress the other day, it is because our adversary has committed
a fault, not that we have taken the initiative and given the law.
Nature has made up her mind that what cannot defend itself shall not be
defended. Complaining never so loud, and with never so much reason, is
of no use. One heard much cant of peace-parties long ago in Kansas and
elsewhere, that their strength lay in the greatness of their wrongs,
and dissuading all resistance, as if to make this strength greater. But
were their wrongs greater than the negro’s? and what kind of strength
did they ever give him? It was always invitation to the tyrant, and
bred disgust in those who would protect the victim. What cannot stand
must fall; and the measure of our sincerity, and therefore of the
respect of men, is the amount of health and wealth we will hazard in
the defence of our right. An old farmer, my neighbor across the fence,
when I ask him if he is not going to town-meeting, says: “No; ’tis no
use balloting, for it will not stay; but what you do with the gun will
stay so.” Nature has charged every one with his own defence as with
his own support, and the only title I can have to your help is when I
have manfully put forth all the means I possess to keep me, and, being
overborne by odds, the by-standers have a natural wish to interfere
and see fair play.
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