An excellent and gentle man of my acquaintance has said, "When fifty-one per
cent of the voters believe in cooeperation as opposed to competition, the
Ideal Commonwealth will cease to be a theory and become a fact."
That men should work together for the good of all is
very beautiful, and I believe the day will come when these things will be,
but the simple process of fifty-one per cent of the voters casting ballots
for socialism will not bring it about.
The
matter of voting is simply the expression of a sentiment, and after the
ballots have been counted there still remains the work to be done. A man
might vote right and act like a fool the rest of the year.
The socialist who is full of bitterness, fight,
faction and jealousy is creating an opposition that will hold him and all
others like him in check. And this opposition is well, for even a very
imperfect society is forced to protect itself against dissolution and a
condition which is worse. To take over the monopolies and operate them for
the good of society is not enough, and not desirable either, so long as
the idea of rivalry is rife.
As long as self is
uppermost in the minds of men, they will fear and hate other men, and
under socialism there would be precisely the same scramble for place and
power that we see in politics now.
Society can
never be reconstructed until its individual members are reconstructed. Man
must be born again. When fifty-one per cent of the voters rule their own
spirit and have put fifty-one per cent of their present envy, jealousy,
bitterness, hate, fear and foolish pride out of their hearts, then
socialism will be at hand, and not until then.
The subject is entirely too big to dispose of in a
paragraph, so I am just going to content myself here with the mention of
one thing, the danger to society of exclusive friendships between man and
man, and woman and woman. No two persons of the same sex can complement
each other, neither can they long uplift or benefit each other. Usually
they deform the mental and spiritual estate. We should have many
acquaintances or none. When two men begin to "tell each other everything,"
they are hiking for senility. There must be a bit of well-defined reserve.
We are told that in matter solid steel for instance the molecules never
touch. They never surrender their individuality. We are all molecules of
Divinity, and our personality should not be abandoned. Be yourself, let no
man be necessary to you. Your friend will think more of you if you keep
him at a little distance. Friendship, like credit, is highest where it is
not used.
I can understand how a strong man can
have a great and abiding affection for a thousand other men, and call them
all by name, but how he can regard any one of these men much higher than
another and preserve his mental balance, I do not know.
Let a man come close enough and he'll clutch you like
a drowning person, and down you both go. In a close and exclusive
friendship men partake of others' weaknesses.
In shops and factories it happens constantly that men
will have their chums. These men relate to each other their troubles they
keep nothing back they sympathize with each other, they mutually
condole.
They combine and stand by each other.
Their friendship is exclusive and others see that it is. Jealousy creeps
in, suspicion awakens, hate crouches around the corner, and these men
combine in mutual dislike for certain things and persons. They foment each
other, and their sympathy dilutes sanity by recognizing their troubles men
make them real. Things get out of focus, and the sense of values is lost.
By thinking some one is an enemy you evolve him into one.
Soon others are involved and we have a clique. A
clique is a friendship gone to seed.
A clique
develops into a faction, and a faction into a feud, and soon we have a
mob, which is a blind, stupid, insane, crazy, ramping and roaring mass
that has lost the rudder. In a mob there are no individuals all are of one
mind, and independent thought is gone.
A feud
is founded on nothing it is a mistake a fool idea fanned into flame by a
fool friend! And it may become a mob.
Every man
who has had anything to do with communal life has noticed that the clique
is the disintegrating bacillus and the clique has its rise always in the
exclusive friendship of two persons of the same sex, who tell each other
all unkind things that are said of each other "so be on your guard."
Beware of the exclusive friendship! Respect all men and try to find the
good in all. To associate only with the sociable, the witty, the wise, the
brilliant, is a blunder go among the plain, the stupid, the uneducated,
and exercise your own wit and wisdom. You grow by giving have no favorites
you hold your friend as much by keeping away from him as you do by
following after him.
Revere him yes, but be
natural and let space intervene. Be a Divine molecule.
Be yourself and give your friend a chance to be
himself. Thus do you benefit him, and in benefiting him you benefit
yourself.
The finest friendships are between
those who can do without each other.
Of course
there have been cases of exclusive friendship that are pointed out to us
as grand examples of affection, but they are so rare and exceptional that
they serve to emphasize the fact that it is exceedingly unwise for men of
ordinary power and intellect to exclude their fellow men. A few men,
perhaps, who are big enough to have a place in history, could play the
part of David to another's Jonathan and yet retain the good will of all,
but the most of us would engender bitterness and strife.
And this beautiful dream of socialism, where each
shall work for the good of all, will never come about until fifty-one per
cent of the adults shall abandon all exclusive friendships. Until that day
arrives you will have cliques, denominations which are cliques grown big
factions, feuds and occasional mobs.
Do not
lean on any one, and let no one lean on you. The ideal society will be
made up of ideal individuals. Be a man and be a friend to
everybody.
When the Master admonished his
disciples to love their enemies, he had in mind the truth that an
exclusive love is a mistake. Love dies when it is monopolized. It grows by
giving. Your enemy is one who misunderstands you why should you not rise
above the fog and see his error and respect him for the good qualities you
find in him?