The Camel and the Needle's EyePonsonby, Arthur Ponsonby, Baron
Philosophy
The Camel and the Needle's Eye
Ponsonby, Arthur Ponsonby, Baron
Wealth; Wealth -- Moral and ethical aspects
It is absurd to suppose that any section of the community, whatever
pretensions they may have, can live as they like without affecting the
lives and wellbeing of their fellow-men. Riches may set up a fence,
make those inside it believe that they are living in a world apart
and blind them to what is going on outside, but riches have no power
to sever the moral and spiritual, as well as the invisible economic
ties which bind every individual from his birth to his death with the
whole of the rest of humanity. This attitude of aloofness which the
rich adopt makes it true to say of them that “they are outcasts and
are cut off from natural and human relationship with the great mass
of mankind.”[19] The people who consider the richness of the rich
has nothing to do with the poverty of the poor are in the habit of
asserting that even if all incomes large and small were added together
there would not be enough “to go round.” They fail to remember that
money which is invested without any return, or only getting a very low
return, has not the same value and cannot go as far as the same sum
bringing in a high return from a remunerative investment.
The attacks of a vaguely disparaging nature made against the rich
are often beside the mark from the lack of accurate knowledge of
their position, their habits, and their methods. But ought not the
expenditure of these accumulated masses of money to be subjected to
some scientific scrutiny? Can another “Personal Service Association”
be established among the poor for visiting the rich? It is just as
necessary. Can a supplement be compiled to Mr. Charles Booth’s _Life
and Labour of the People_, Mr. Rowntree’s _Poverty: a Study of Town
Life_?
What would be the fate of an investigator who dared to pursue his
inquiries at houses in Mayfair or Belgravia? In response to the bell
the massive front door would slowly open, and out of the darkness of
the hall would emerge the solemn figure of an overfed butler flanked
by two giants with powdered hair. The investigator, note-book in hand,
if he had the courage to proceed, would ask his string of queries as
to how many rooms the house contained, how many people, the cost of
living, the health of the children, the employment of the man, etc.
etc. But he would not get very far before the incensed and outraged
dignity of his audience would take an active form and he would find
himself hurled down the steps into the street.
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