If Civilization has increased the producing power of the average man, why has it not bettered the lot of the average man?
There can be one answer only- MISMANAGEMENT.Civilization has made possible all manner of creature comforts and heart's delights.In these the average Englishman does not participate.If he shall be forever unable to participate, then Civilization falls.There is no reason for the continued existence of an artifice so avowed a failure.
But it is impossible that men should have reared this tremendous artifice in vain.It stuns the intellect.To acknowledge so crushing a defeat is to give the death-blow to striving and progress.
One other alternative, and one other only, presents itself.
Civilization must be compelled to better the lot of the average man.
This accepted, it becomes at once a question of business management.
Things profitable must be continued; things unprofitable must be eliminated.Either the Empire is a profit to England or it is a loss.If it is a loss, it must be done away with.If it is a profit, it must be managed so that the average man comes in for a share of the profit.
If the struggle for commercial supremacy is profitable, continue it.
If it is not, if it hurts the worker and makes his lot worse than the lot of a savage, then fling foreign markets and industrial empire overboard.For it is a patent fact that if 40,000,000 people, aided by Civilization, possess a greater individual producing power than the Innuit, then those 40,000,000 people should enjoy more creature comforts and heart's delights than the Innuits enjoy.
If the 400,000 English gentlemen, 'of no occupation,' according to their own statement in the Census of 1881, are unprofitable, do away with them.Set them to work ploughing game preserves and planting potatoes.If they are profitable, continue them by all means, but let it be seen to that the average Englishman shares somewhat in the profits they produce by working at no occupation.
In short, society must be reorganized, and a capable management put at the head.That the present management is incapable, there can be no discussion.It has drained the United Kingdom of its life-blood.
It has enfeebled the stay-at-home folk till they are unable longer to struggle in the van of the competing nations.It has built up a West End and an East End as large as the Kingdom is large, in which one end is riotous and rotten, the other end sickly and underfed.
A vast empire is foundering on the hands of this incapable management.And by empire is meant the political machinery which holds together the English-speaking people of the world outside of the United States.Nor is this charged in a pessimistic spirit.Blood empire is greater than political empire, and the English of the New World and the Antipodes are strong and vigorous as ever.But the political empire under which they are nominally assembled is perishing.The political machine known as the British Empire is running down.In the hands of its management it is losing momentum every day.
It is inevitable that this management, which has grossly and criminally mismanaged, shall be swept away.Not only has it been wasteful and inefficient, but it has misappropriated the funds.
Every worn-out, pasty-faced pauper, every blind man, every prison babe, every man, woman, and child whose belly is gnawing with hunger pangs, is hungry because the funds have been misappropriated by the management.
Nor can one member of this managing class plead not guilty before the judgment bar of Man.'The living in their houses, and in their graves the dead,' are challenged by every babe that dies of innutrition, by every girl that flees the sweater's den to the nightly promenade of Piccadilly, by every worked-out toiler that plunges into the canal.The food this managing class eats, the wine it drinks, the show it makes, and the fine clothes it wears, are challenged by eight million mouths which have never had enough to fill them, and by twice eight million bodies which have never been sufficiently clothed and housed.
There can be no mistake.Civilization has increased man's producing power an hundred fold, and through mismanagement the men of Civilization live worse than the beasts, and have less to eat and wear and protect them from the elements than the savage Innuit in a frigid climate who lives today as he lived in the stone age ten thousand years ago.
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