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PHILOSOPHY

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THE SOCIAL PROBLEM
BY

WILL DURANT, Ph.D.
INSTRUCTOR IN PHILOSOPHY, EXTENSION TEACHING
COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY

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TO

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CONTENTS

PAGE
Introduction 1
PART I
HISTORICAL APPROACH
CHAPTER I
THE PRESENT SIGNIFICANCE OF THE SOCRATIC ETHIC
I. History as rebarbarization 5
II. Philosophy as disintegrator 6
III. Individualism in Athens 7
IV. The Sophists 9
V. Intelligence as virtue 12
VI. The meaning of virtue 15
VII. “Instinct” and “reason” 23

VIII. The secularization of morals 27
IX. “Happiness” and “virtue” 31
X. The Socratic challenge 33
CHAPTER II
PLATO: PHILOSOPHY AS POLITICS
I. The man and the artist 36
II. How to solve the social problem 40
III. On making philosopher-kings 44
IV. Dishonest democracy 52
V. Culture and slavery 55
VI. Plasticity and order 60
VII. The meaning of justice 62
VIII. The future of Plato 64
CHAPTER III
FRANCIS BACON AND THE SOCIAL POSSIBILITIES OF SCIENCE
I. From Plato to Bacon 67
II. Character 69
III. The expurgation of the intellect 70
IV. Knowledge is power 74
V. The socialization of science 76
VI. Science and Utopia 79
VII. Scholasticism in science 81
VIII. The Asiatics of Europe 85
CHAPTER IV
SPINOZA ON THE SOCIAL PROBLEM
I. Hobbes 90
II. The spirit of Spinoza 91
III. Political ethics 93
IV. Is man a political animal? 95
V. What the social problem is 98
VI. Free speech 101
VII. Virtue as power 105
VIII. Freedom and order 108
IX. Democracy and intelligence 112

X. The legacy of Spinoza 115
CHAPTER V
NIETZSCHE
I. From Spinoza to Nietzsche 117
II. Biographical 120
III. Exposition 126
1. Morality as impotence 126
2. Democracy 128
3. Feminism 131
4. Socialism and anarchism 133
5. Degeneration 138
6. Nihilism 141
7. The will to power 143
8. The superman 150
9. How to make supermen 155
10. On the necessity of exploitation 159
11. Aristocracy 162
12. Signs of ascent 165
IV. Criticism 172
V. Nietzsche replies 177
VI. Conclusion 178
PART II
SUGGESTIONS
CHAPTER I
SOLUTIONS AND DISSOLUTIONS
I. The problem 185
II. “Solutions” 190
1. Feminism 190
2. Socialism 194
3. Eugenics 198
4. Anarchism 200
5. Individualism 202
6. Individualism again 202
CHAPTER II

THE RECONSTRUCTIVE FUNCTION OF PHILOSOPHY
I. Epistemologs 214
II. Philosophy as control 218
III. Philosophy as mediator between science and statesmanship 222
CHAPTER III
ORGANIZED INTELLIGENCE
I. The need 227
II. The organization of intelligence 230
III. Information as panacea 234
IV. Sex, art, and play in social reconstruction 240
V. Education 246
CHAPTER IV
THE READER SPEAKS
I. The democratization of aristocracy 251
II. The professor as Buridan’s ass 255
III. Is information wanted? 257
IV. Finding Mæcenas 261
V. The chance of philosophy 264
Conclusion 268

PART I

HISTORICAL APPROACH

PHILOSOPHY AND THE SOCIAL PROBLEM

INTRODUCTION
THE purpose of this essay is to show: first, that the social problem has
been the basic concern of many of the greater philosophers; second, that an
approach to the social problem through philosophy is the first condition of
even a moderately successful treatment of this problem; and third, that an
approach to philosophy through the social problem is indispensable to the
revitalization of philosophy.
By “philosophy” we shall understand a study of experience as a whole,
or of a portion of experience in relation to the whole.
By the “social problem” we shall understand, simply and very broadly,
the problem of reducing human misery by modifying social institutions. It
is a problem that, ever reshaping itself, eludes sharper definition; for misery
is related to desire, and desire is personal and in perpetual flux: each of us
sees the problem unsteadily in terms of his own changing aspirations. It is
an uncomfortably complicated problem, of course; and we must bear in
mind that the limit of our intention here is to consider philosophy as an
approach to the problem, and the problem itself as an approach to
philosophy. We are proposing no solutions.
Let us, as a wholesome measure of orientation, touch some of the
mountain-peaks in philosophical history, with an eye for the social interest
that lurks in every metaphysical maze. “Aristotle,” says Professor
Woodbridge, “set treatise-writers the fashion of beginning each treatise by
reviewing previous opinions on their subject, and proving them all
wrong.”[1] The purpose of the next five chapters will be rather the opposite:
we shall see if some supposedly dead philosophies do not admit of
considerable resuscitation. Instead of trying to show that Socrates, Plato,
Bacon, Spinoza, and Nietzsche were quite mistaken in their views on the

social problem, we shall try to see what there is in these views that can help
us to understand our own situation to-day. We shall not make a collection of
systems of social philosophy; we shall not lose ourselves in the past in a
scholarly effort to relate each philosophy to its social and political
environment; we shall try to relate these philosophies rather to our own
environment, to look at our own problems successively through the eyes of
these philosophers. Other interpretations of these men we shall not so much
contradict as seek to supplement.
Each of our historical chapters, then, will be not so much a review as a
preface and a progression. The aim will be neither history nor criticism, but
a kind of construction by proxy. It is a method that has its defects: it will,
for example, sacrifice thoroughness of scholarship to present applicability,
and will necessitate some repetitious gathering of the threads when we
come later to our more personal purpose. But as part requital for this, we
shall save ourselves from considering the past except as it is really present,
except as it is alive and nourishingly significant to-day. And from each
study we shall perhaps make some advance towards our final endeavor,—
the mutual elucidation of the social problem and philosophy.

CHAPTER I

THE PRESENT SIGNIFICANCE OF THE SOCRATIC ETHIC

I

History as Rebarbarization
HISTORY is a process of rebarbarization. A people made vigorous by
arduous physical conditions of life, and driven by the increasing exigencies
of survival, leaves its native habitat, moves down upon a less vigorous
people, conquers, displaces, or absorbs it. Habits of resolution and activity
developed in a less merciful environment now rapidly produce an economic
surplus; and part of the resources so accumulated serve as capital in a
campaign of imperialist conquest. The growing surplus generates a leisure
class, scornful of physical activity and adept in the arts of luxury. Leisure
begets speculation; speculation dissolves dogma and corrodes custom,
develops sensitivity of perception and destroys decision of action. Thought,

adventuring in a labyrinth of analysis, discovers behind society the
individual; divested of its normal social function it turns inward and
discovers the self. The sense of common interest, of commonwealth, wanes;
there are no citizens now, there are only individuals.
From afar another people, struggling against the forces of an obdurate
environment, sees here the cleared forests, the liberating roads, the harvest
of plenty, the luxury of leisure. It dreams, aspires, dares, unites, invades.
The rest is as before.
Rebarbarization is rejuvenation. The great problem of any civilization is
how to rejuvenate itself without rebarbarization.

II

Philosophy as Disintegrator
THE rise of philosophy, then, often heralds the decay of a civilization.
Speculation begins with nature and begets naturalism; it passes to man—
first as a psychological mystery and then as a member of society—and
begets individualism. Philosophers do not always desire these results; but
they achieve them. They feel themselves the unwilling enemies of the state:
they think of men in terms of personality while the state thinks of men in
terms of social mechanism. Some philosophers would gladly hold their
peace, but there is that in them which will out; and when philosophers
speak, gods and dynasties fall. Most states have had their roots in heaven,
and have paid the penalty for it: the twilight of the gods is the afternoon of
states.
Every civilization comes at last to the point where the individual, made
by speculation conscious of himself as an end per se, demands of the state,
as the price of its continuance, that it shall henceforth enhance rather than
exploit his capacities. Philosophers sympathize with this demand, the state
almost always rejects it: therefore civilizations come and civilizations go.
The history of philosophy is essentially an account of the efforts great men
have made to avert social disintegration by building up natural moral
sanctions to take the place of the supernatural sanctions which they
themselves have destroyed. To find—without resorting to celestial
machinery—some way of winning for their people social coherence and
permanence without sacrificing plasticity and individual uniqueness to

regimentation,—that has been the task of philosophers, that is the task of
philosophers.
We should be thankful that it is. Who knows but that within our own
time may come at last the forging of an effective natural ethic?—an
achievement which might be the most momentous event in the history of
our world.

III

Individualism in Athens
THE great ages in the history of European thought have been for the most
part periods of individualistic effervescence: the age of Socrates, the age of
Cæsar and Augustus, the Renaissance, the Enlightenment;—and shall we
add the age which is now coming to a close? These ages have usually been
preceded by periods of imperialist expansion: imperialism requires a
tightening of the bonds whereby individual allegiance to the state is made
secure; and this tightening, given a satiety of imperialism, involves an
individualistic reaction. And again, the dissolution of the political or
economic frontier by conquest or commerce breaks down cultural barriers
between peoples, develops a sense of the relativity of customs, and issues in
the opposition of individual “reason” to social tradition.
A political treatise attributed to the fourth-century B.C. reflects the
attitude that had developed in Athens in the later fifth century. “If all men
were to gather in a heap the customs which they hold to be good and noble,
and if they were next to select from it the customs which they hold to be
base and vile, nothing would be left over.”[2] Once such a view has found
capable defenders, the custom-basis of social organization begins to give
way, and institutions venerable with age are ruthlessly subpœnaed to appear
before the bar of reason. Men begin to contrast “Nature” with custom,
somewhat to the disadvantage of the latter. Even the most basic of Greek
institutions is questioned: “The Deity,” says a fourth-century Athenian
Rousseau, “made all men free; Nature has enslaved no man.”[3] Botsford
speaks of “the powerful influence of fourth-century socialism on the
intellectual class.”[4] Euripides and Aristophanes are full of talk about a
movement for the emancipation of women.[5] Law and government are
examined: Anarcharsis’ comparison of the law to a spider’s web, which

catches small flies and lets the big ones escape, now finds sympathetic
comprehension; and men arise, like Callicles and Thrasymachus, who
frankly consider government as a convenient instrument of mass-
exploitation.

IV

The Sophists
THE cultural representatives of this individualistic development were the
Sophists. These men were university professors without a university and
without the professorial title. They appeared in response to a demand for
higher instruction on the part of the young men of the leisure class; and
within a generation they became the most powerful intellectual force in
Greece. There had been philosophers, questioners, before them; but these
early philosophers had questioned nature rather than man or the state. The
Sophists were the first group of men in Greece to overcome the natural
tendency to acquiesce in the given order of things. They were proud men,—
humility is a vice that never found root in Greece,—and they had a buoyant
confidence in the newly discovered power of human intelligence. They
assumed, in harmony with the spirit of all Greek achievement, that in the
development and extension of knowledge lay the road to a sane and
significant life, individual and communal; and in the quest for knowledge
they were resolved to scrutinize unawed all institutions, prejudices,
customs, morals. Protagoras professed to respect conventions,[6] and
pronounced conventions and institutions the source of man’s superiority to
the beast; but his famous principle, that “man is the measure of all things,”
was a quiet hint that morals are a matter of taste, that we call a man “good”
when his conduct is advantageous to us, and “bad” when his conduct
threatens to make for our own loss. To the Sophists virtue consisted, not in
obedience to unjudged rules and customs, but in the efficient performance
of whatever one set out to do. They would have condemned the bungler and
let the “sinner” go. That they were flippant sceptics, putting no distinction
of worth between any belief and its opposite, and willing to prove anything
for a price, is an old accusation which later students of Greek philosophy
are almost unanimous in rejecting.[7]
The great discovery of the Sophists was the individual; it was an
achievement for which Plato and his oligarchical friends could not forgive

them, and because of which they incurred the contumely which it is now so
hard to dissociate from their name. The purpose of laws, said the Sophists,
was to widen the possibilities of individual development; if laws did not do
that, they had better be forgotten. There was a higher law than the laws of
men,—a natural law, engraved in every heart, and judge of every other law.
The conscience of the individual was above the dictates of any state. All
radicalisms lay compact in that pronouncement. Plato, prolific of
innovations though he was, yet shrank from such a leap into the new. But
the Sophists pressed their point, men listened to them, and the Greek world
changed. When Socrates appeared, he found that world all out of joint, a
war of all against all, a stridency of uncoördinated personalities rushing into
chaos. And when he was asked, What should men do to be saved, he
answered, simply, Let us think.

V

Intelligence as Virtue
INTELLIGENCE as virtue: it was not a new doctrine; it was merely a new
emphasis placed on an already important element in the Greek—or rather
the Athenian—view of life. But it was a needed emphasis. The Sophists (not
Socrates, pace Cicero) had brought philosophy down from heaven to earth,
but they had left it grovelling at the feet of business efficiency and success,
a sort of ancilla pecuniæ, a broker knowing where one’s soul could be
invested at ten per cent. Socrates agreed with the Sophists in condemning
any but a very temporary devotion to metaphysical abstractions,—the one
and the many, motion and rest, the indivisibility of space, the puzzles of
predication, and so forth; he joined them in ridiculing the pursuit of
knowledge for its own sake, and in demanding that all thinking should be
focussed finally on the real concerns of life; but his spirit was as different
from theirs as the spirit of Spinoza was different from that of a mediæval
money-lender. With the Sophists philosophy was a profession; they were
“lovers of wisdom”—for a consideration. With Socrates philosophy was a
quest of the permanently good, of the lastingly satisfying attitude to life. To
find out just what are justice, temperance, courage, piety,—“that is an
inquiry which I shall never be weary of pursuing so far as in me lies.” It
was not an easy quest; and the results were not startlingly definite: “I
wander to and fro when I attempt these problems, and do not remain

consistent with myself.” His interlocutors went from him apparently empty;
but he had left in them seed which developed in the after-calm of thought.
He could clarify men’s notions, he could reveal to them their assumptions
and prejudices; but he could not and would not manufacture opinions for
them. He left no written philosophy because he had only the most general
advice to give, and knew that no other advice is ever taken. He trusted his
friends to pass on the good word.
Now what was the good word? It was, first of all, the identity of virtue
and wisdom, morals and intelligence; but more than that, it was the basic
identity, in the light of intelligence, of communal and individual interests.
Here at the Sophist’s feet lay the débris of the old morality. What was to
replace it? The young Athenians of a generation denuded of supernatural
belief would not listen to counsels of “virtue,” of self-sacrifice to the
community. What was to be done? Should social and political pressure be
brought to bear upon the Sophists to compel them to modify the
individualistic tenor of their teachings? Analysis destroys morals. What is
the moral—destroy analysis?
The moral, answered Socrates, is to get better morals, to find an ethic
immune to the attack of the most ruthless sceptic. The Sophists were right,
said Socrates; morality means more than social obedience. But the Sophists
were wrong in opposing the good of the individual to that of the
community; Socrates proposed to prove that if a man were intelligent, he
would see that those same qualities which make a man a good citizen—
justice, wisdom, temperance, courage—are also the best means to
individual advantage and development. All these “virtues” are simply the
supreme and only virtue—wisdom—differentiated by the context of
circumstance. No action is virtuous unless it is an intelligent adaptation of
means to a criticised end. “Sin” is failure to use energy to the best account;
it is an unintelligent waste of strength. A man does not knowingly pursue
anything but the Good; let him but see his advantage, and he will be
attracted towards it irresistibly; let him pursue it, and he will be happy, and
the state safe. The trouble is that men lack perspective, and cannot see their
true Good; they need not “virtue” but intelligence, not sermons but training
in perspective. The man who has ἑνκρἁτεια, who rules within, who is strong
enough to stop and think, the man who has achieved σωφροσὑνη,—the self-
knowledge that brings self-command,—such a man will not be deceived by
the tragedy of distance, by the apparent smallness of the future good

alongside of the more easily appreciable good that lies invitingly at hand.
Hence the moral importance of dialectic, of cross-examination, of concept
and definition: we must learn “how to make our ideas clear”; we must ask
ourselves just what it is that we want, just how real this seeming good is.
Dialectic is the handmaiden of virtue; and all clarification is morality.

VI

The Meaning of Virtue
THIS is frank intellectualism, of course; and the best-refuted doctrine in
philosophy. It is amusing to observe the ease with which critics and
historians despatch the Socratic ethic. It is “an extravagant paradox,” says
Sidgwick,[8] “incompatible with moral freedom.” “Nothing is easier,” says
Gomperz,[9] “than to detect the one-sidedness of this point of view.” “This
doctrine,” says Grote,[10] “omits to notice, what is not less essential, the
proper conditions of the emotions, desires, etc.” “It tended to make all
conduct a matter of the intellect and not of the character, and so in a sense
to destroy moral responsibility,” says Hobhouse.[11] “Himself blessed with a
will so powerful that it moved almost without friction,” says Henry
Jackson,[12] “Socrates fell into the error of ignoring its operations, and was
thus led to regard knowledge as the sole condition of well-doing.” “Socrates
was a misunderstanding,” says Nietzsche;[13] “reason at any price, life made
clear, cold, cautious, conscious, without instincts, opposed to the instincts,
was in itself only a disease, ... and by no means a return to ‘virtue,’ to
‘health,’ and to happiness.” And the worn-out dictum about seeing the better
and approving it, yet following the worse, is quoted as the deliverance of a
profound psychologist, whose verdict should be accepted as a final solution
of the problem.
Before refuting a doctrine it is useful to try to understand it. What could
Socrates have meant by saying that all real virtue is intelligence? What is
virtue?
A civilization may be characterized in terms of its conception of virtue.
There is hardly anything more distinctive of the Greek attitude, as
compared with our own, than the Greek notion of virtue as intelligence.
Consider the present connotations of the word virtue: men shrink at having
the term applied to them; and “nothing makes one so vain,” says Oscar

Wilde, “as being told that one is a sinner.” During the Middle Ages the
official conception of virtue was couched in terms of womanly excellence;
and the sternly masculine God of the Hebrews suffered considerably from
the inroads of Mariolatry. Protestantism was in part a rebellion of the
ethically subjugated male; in Luther the man emerges riotously from the
monk. But as people cling to the ethical implications of a creed long after
the creed itself has been abandoned, so our modern notion of virtue is still
essentially mediæval and feminine. Virginity, chastity, conjugal fidelity,
gentility, obedience, loyalty, kindness, self-sacrifice, are the stock-in-trade
of all respectable moralists; to be “good” is to be harmless, to be not “bad,”
to be a sort of sterilized citizen, guaranteed not to injure. This sheepish
innocuousness comes easily to the natively uninitiative, to those who are
readily amenable to fear and prohibitions. It is a static virtue; it contracts
rather than expands the soul; it offers no handle for development, no
incentive to social stimulation and productivity. It is time we stopped
calling this insipidly negative attitude by the once mighty name of virtue.
Virtue must be defined in terms of that which is vitally significant in our
lives.
And therefore, too, virtue cannot be defined in terms of individual
subordination to the group. The vitally significant thing in a man’s life is
not the community, but himself. To ask him to consider the interests of the
community above his own is again to put up for his worship an external,
transcendent god; and the trouble with a transcendent god is that he is sure
to be dethroned. To call “immoral” the refusal of the individual to meet
such demands is the depth of indecency; it is itself immoral,—that is, it is
nonsense. The notion of “duty” as involving self-sacrifice, as essentially
duty to others, is a soul-cramping, funereal notion, and deserves all that
Ibsen and his progeny have said of it.[14] Ask the individual to sacrifice
himself to the community, and it will not be long before he sacrifices the
community to himself. Granted that, in the language of Heraclitus, there is
always a majority of fools, and that self-sacrifice can be procured by the
simple hypnotic suggestion of post-mortem remuneration: sooner or later
come doubt and disillusionment, and the society whose permanence was so
easily secured becomes driftwood on the tides of time. History means that if
it means anything.
No; the intelligent individual will give allegiance to the group of which
he happens to find himself a member, only so far as the policies of the

group accord with his own criticised desires. Whatever allegiance he offers
will be to those forces, wherever they may be, which in his judgment move
in the line of these desires. Even for such forces he will not sacrifice
himself,—though there may be times when martyrdom is a luxury for
which life itself is not too great a price. Since these forces have been
defined in terms of his own judgment and desire, conflict between them and
himself can come only when his behavior diverges from the purposes
defined and resumed in times of conscious thought,—i.e., only when he
ceases to adapt means to his ends, ceases, that is, to be intelligent. The
prime moral conflict is not between the individual and his group, but
between the partial self of fragmentary impulse and the coördinated self of
conscious purpose. There is a group within each man as well as without: a
group of partial selves is the reality behind the figment of the unitary self.
Every individual is a society, every person is a crowd. And the tragedies of
the moral life lie not in the war of each against all, but in the restless
interplay of these partial selves behind the stage of action. As a man’s
intelligence grows this conflict diminishes, for both means and ends, both
behavior and purposes, are being continually revised and redirected in
accordance with intelligence, and therefore in convergence towards it.
Progressively the individual achieves unity, and through unity, personality.
Faith in himself has made him whole. The ethical problem, so far as it is the
purely individual problem of attaining to coördinated personality, is solved.
Moral responsibility, then,—whatever social responsibility may be,—is
the responsibility of the individual to himself. The social is not necessarily
the moral—let the sociological fact be what it will. The unthinking
conformity of the “normal social life” is, just because it is unthinking,
below the level of morality: let us call it sociality, and make morality the
prerogative of the really thinking animal. In any society so constituted as to
give to the individual an increase in powers as recompense for the pruning
of his liberties, the unsocial will be immoral,—that is, self-destructively
unreasonable and unintelligent; but even in such a society the moral would
overflow the margins of the social, and would take definition ultimately
from the congruity of the action with the criticised purposes of the
individual self. This does not mean that all ethics lies compact in the
shibboleth, “Be yourself.” Those who make the least sparing use of this
phrase are too apt to consider it an excuse for lives that reek with the heat of
passion and smack of insufficient evolution. These people need to be

reminded—all the more forcibly since the most palatable and up-to-date
philosophies exalt instinct and deride thought—that one cannot be
thoroughly one’s self except by deliberation and intelligence. To act
indeliberately is not to be, but in great part to cancel, one’s self. For
example, the vast play of direct emotional expression is almost entirely
indeliberate: if you are greatly surprised, your lips part, your eyes open a
trifle wider, your pulse quickens, your respiration is affected; and if I am
surprised, though you be as different from me as Hyperion from a satyr, my
respiration will be affected, my pulse will quicken, my eyes will open a
trifle wider, and my lips will part;—my direct reaction will be essentially
the same as yours. The direct expression of surprise is practically the same
in all the higher animals. Darwin’s classical description of the expression of
fear is another example; it holds for every normal human being; not to
speak of lower species. So with egotism, jealousy, anger, and a thousand
other instinctive reaction-complexes; they are common to the species, and
when we so react, we are expressing not our individual selves so much as
the species to which we happen to belong. When you hit a man because he
has “insulted” you, when you swagger a little after delivering a successful
speech, when you push aside women and children in order to take their
place in the rescue boat, when you do any one of a million indeliberate
things like these, it is not you that act, it is your species, it is your ancestors,
acting through you; your acquired individual difference is lost in the
whirlwind of inherited impulse. Your act, as the Scholastics phrased it, is
not a “human” act; you yourself are not really acting in any full measure of
yourself, you are but playing slave and mouth-piece to the dead. But subject
the inherited tendencies to the scrutiny of your individual experience, think,
and your action will then express yourself, not in any abbreviated sense, but
up to the hilt. There is no merit, no “virtue,” no development in playing the
game of fragmentary impulses, in living up to the past; to be moral, to grow,
is to be not part but all of one’s self, to call into operation the acquired as
well as the inherited elements of one’s character, to be whole. So many of
us invite ruin by actions which do not really express us, but are the voice of
the merest fragment of ourselves,—the remainder of us being meanwhile
asleep.[15] To be whole, to be your deliberate self, to do what you please but
only after considering what you really please, to follow your own ideals
(but to follow them!), to choose your own means and not to have them
forced upon you by your ancestors, to act consciously, to see the part sub

specie totius, to see the present act in its relation to your vital purposes, to
think, to be intelligent,—all these are definitions of virtue and morality.
There is, then, in the old sense of the word, no such thing as morality,
there is only intelligence or stupidity. Yes, virtue is calculus, horrible as that
may sound to long and timid ears: to calculate properly just what you must
do to attain your real ends, to see just what and where your good is, and to
make for it,—that is all that can without indecency be asked of any man,
that is all that is ever vouchsafed by any man who is intelligent.
Perhaps you think it is an easy virtue,—this cleaving to intelligence,—
easier than being harmless. Try it.

VII

“Instinct” and “Reason”
AND now to go back to the refutations.
The strongest objection to the Socratic doctrine is that intelligence is not
a creator, but only a servant, of ends. What we shall consider to be our good
appears to be determined not by reason, but by desire. Reason itself seems
but the valet of desire, ready to do for it every manner of menial service.
Desire is an adept at marshalling before intelligence such facts as favor the
wish, and turns the mind’s eye resolutely away from other truth, as a
magician distracts the attention of his audience while his hands perform
their wonders. If morality is entirely a matter of intelligence, it is entirely a
question of means, it is excluded irrevocably from the realm of ends.
The conclusion may be allowed in substance, though it passes beyond
the warrant of the facts. It is true that basic ends are never suggested by
intelligence, reason, knowledge; but it is also true that many ends suggested
by desire are vetoed by intelligence. Why are the desires of a man more
modest than those of a boy or a child, if not because the blows of repeated
failure have dulled the edge of desire? Desires lapse, or lose in stature, as
knowledge grows and man takes lessons from reality. There is an adaptation
of ends to means as well as of means to ends; and desire comes at last to
take counsel of its slave.
Be it granted, none the less, that ends are dictated by desire, and that if
morality is intelligence, there can be no question of the morality of any end
per se. That, strangely, is not a refutation of the Socratic ethic so much as an

essential element of it and its starting-point. Every desire has its own initial
right; morality means not the suppression of desires, but their coördination.
What that implies for society we shall see presently; for the individual it
implies that he is immoral, not when he seeks his own advantage, but when
he does not really behave for his own advantage, when some narrow
temporary purpose upsets perspective and overrides a larger end.[16] What
we call “self-control” is the permanent predominance of the larger end;
what we call weakness of will is instability of perspective. Self-control
means an intelligent judgment of values, an intelligent coördination of
motives, an intelligent forecasting of effects. It is far-sight, far-hearing, an
enlargement of the sense; it hears the weakened voice of the admonishing
past, it sees results far down the vista of the future; it annihilates space and
time for the sake of light. Self-control is coördinated energy,—which is the
first and last word in ethics and politics, and perhaps in logic and
metaphysics too. Weak will means that desires fall out of focus, and taking
advantage of the dark steal into action: it is a derangement of the light, a
failure of intelligence. In this sense a “good will” means coördination of
desires by the ultimate desire, end, ideal; it means health and wholeness of
will; it means, literally, integrity. In the old sense “good will” meant, too
often, mere fear either of the prohibitions of present law or of the
prohibitions stored up in conscience. Such conscience, we all know, is a
purely negative and static thing, a convenient substitute for policemen, a
degenerate descendant of that conscientia, or knowing-together, which
meant to the Romans a discriminating awareness in action,—discriminating
awareness of the whole that lurks round the corner of every part. This is one
instance of a sort of pathology of words,—words coming to function in a
sense alien to their normal intent. Right and wrong, for example, once
carried no ethical connotation, but merely denoted a direct or tortuous route
to a goal; and significantly the Hebrew word for sin meant, in the days of its
health, an arrow that had missed its mark.
But, it is urged, there is no such thing as intelligence in the sense of a
control of passion by reason, desire by thought. Granted; it is so much
easier to admit objections than to refute them! Let intelligence be
interpreted as you will, so be it you recognize in it a delayed response, a
moment of reprieve before execution, giving time for the appearance of
new impulses, motives, tendencies, and allowing each element in the
situation to fall into its place in a coördinated whole. Let intelligence be a

struggle of impulses, a survival of the fittest desire; let us contrast not
reason with passion, but response delayed by the rich interplay of motive
forces, with response immediately following upon the first-appearing
impulse. Let impulse mean for us fruit that falls unripe from the tree,
because too weak to hang till it is mature. Let us understand intelligence as
not a faculty superadded to impulse, but rather that coördination of
impulses which is wrought out by the blows of hard experience. The
Socratic ethic fits quite comfortably into this scheme; intelligence is
delayed response and morality means, Take your time.
It is charged that the Socratic view involves determinism; and this
charge, too, is best met with open-armed admission. We need not raise the
question of the pragmatic value of the problem. But to suppose that
determinism destroys moral responsibility is to betray the mid-Victorian
origin of one’s philosophy. Men of insight like Socrates, Plato, and Spinoza,
saw without the necessity of argument that moral responsibility is not a
matter of freedom of will, but a relation of means to ends, a responsibility
of the agent to himself, an intelligent coördination of impulses by one’s
ultimate purposes. Any other morality, whatever pretty name it may display,
is the emasculated morality of slaves.

VIII

The Secularization of Morals
THE great problem involved in the Socratic ethic lies, apparently, in the
bearings of the doctrine on social unity and stability. Apparently; for it is
wholesome to remember that social organization, like the Sabbath, was
made for man, and not the other way about. If social organization demands
of the individual more sacrifices than its advantages are worth to him, then
the stability of that organization is not a problem, it is a misfortune. But if
the state does not demand such sacrifices, the advantage of the individual
will be in social behavior; and the question whether he will behave socially
becomes a question of how much intelligence he has, how clear-eyed he is
in ferreting out his own advantage. In a state that does not ask more from its
members than it gives, morality and intelligence and social behavior will
not quarrel. The social problem appears here as the twofold problem of,
first, making men intelligent, and, second, making social organization so

great an advantage to the individual as to insure social behavior in all
intelligent men.
Which has the better chance of survival:—a society of “good” men or a
society of intelligent men? So far as a man is “good” he merely obeys, he
does not initiate. A society of “good” men is necessarily stagnant; for in
such a society the virtue most in demand, as Emerson puts it, is conformity.
If great men emerge through the icy crust of this conformity, they are called
criminals and sinners; the lives of great men all remind us that we cannot
make our lives sublime and yet be “good.” But intelligence as an ethical
ideal is a progressive norm; for it implies the progressive coördination of
one’s life in reference to one’s ultimate ideals. The god of the “good” man
is the status quo; the intelligent man obeys rather the call of the status ad
quem.
Observe how the problem of man versus the group is clarified by thus
relating the individual to a larger whole determined not by geographical
frontiers, but by purposes born of his own needs and moulded by his own
intelligence. For as the individual’s intelligence grows, his purposes are
brought more and more within the limits of personal capacity and social
possibility: he is ever less inclined to make unreasonable demands upon
himself, or men in general, or the group in which he lives. His ever
broadening vision makes apparent the inherent self-destructiveness of anti-
social aims; and though he chooses his ends without reference to any
external moral code, those ends are increasingly social. Enlightenment
saves his social dispositions from grovelling conformity, and his “self-
regarding sentiments” from suicidal narrowness. And now the conflict
between himself and his group continues for the most part only in so far as
the group makes unreasonable demands upon him. But this, too, diminishes
as the individuals constituting or dominating the group become themselves
more intelligent, more keenly cognizant of the limits within which the
demands of the group upon its members must be restricted if individual
allegiance is to be retained. Since the reduction of the conflict between the
individual and the community without detriment to the interests of either is
the central problem of political ethics, it is obvious that the practical task of
ethics is not to formulate a specific moral code, but to bring about a spread
of intelligence. And since the reduction of this conflict brings with it a
better coördination of the members of the group, through their greater
ability to perceive the advantages of communal action in an intelligently

administered group, the problem of social coherence and permanence itself
falls into the same larger problem of intellectual development.
“How to make our ideas clear”;—what if that be the social problem?
What a wealth of import in that little phrase of Socrates,—τὁ τἱ;—“what is
it?” What is my good, my interest? What do I really want?—To find the
answer to that, said Robert Louis Stevenson, is to achieve wisdom and old
age. What is my country? What is patriotism? “If you wish to converse with
me,” said Voltaire, “you must define your terms.” If you wish to be moral,
you must define your terms. If our civilization is to keep its head above the
flux of time, we must define our terms.
For these are the critical days of the secularization of moral sanctions;
the theological navel-string binding men to “good behavior” has snapped.
What are the leaders of men going to do about it? Will they try again the old
gospel of self-sacrifice? But a world fed on self-sacrifice is a world of lies,
a world choking with the stench of hypocrisy. To preach self-sacrifice is not
to solve, it is precisely to shirk, the problem of ethics,—the problem of
eliminating individual self-sacrifice while preserving social stability: the
problem of reconciling the individual as such with the individual as citizen.
Or will our leaders try to replace superstition with an extended physical
compulsion, making the policeman and the prison do all the work of social
coördination? But surely compulsion is a last resort; not because it is
“wrong,” but because it is inexpedient, because it rather cuts than unties the
knot, because it produces too much friction to allow of movement.
Compulsion is warranted when there is question of preventing the
interference of one individual or group with another; but it is a poor
instrument for the establishment or maintenance of ideals. Suppose we stop
moralizing, suppose we reduce regimentation, suppose we begin to define
our terms. Suppose we let people know quite simply (and not in
Academese) that moral codes are born not in heaven but in social needs;
and suppose we set about finding a way of spreading intelligence so that
individual treachery to real communal interest, and communal exploitation
of individual allegiance, may both appear on the surface, as they are at
bottom, unintelligently suicidal. Is that too much to hope for? Perhaps. But
then again, it may be, the worth and meaning of life lie precisely in this,
that there is still a possibility of organizing that experiment.

IX

“Happiness” and “Virtue”
A WORD now about the last part of the Socratic formula: intelligence =
virtue = happiness. And this a word of warning: remember that the “virtue”
here spoken of is not the mediæval virtue taught in Sunday schools. Surely
our children must wonder are we fools or liars when we tell them, “Be good
and you will be happy.” Better forget “virtue” and read simply:
intelligence=happiness. That appears more closely akin to the rough
realities of life: intelligence means ability to adapt means to ends, and
happiness means success in adapting means to ends; happiness, then, varies
with ability. Happiness is intelligence on the move; a pervasive
physiological tonus accompanying the forward movement of achievement.
It is not the consciousness of virtue: that is not happiness, but snobbery.
And similarly, remorse is, in the intelligent man, not the consciousness of
“sin,” but the consciousness of a past stupidity. So far as you fail to win
your real ends you are unhappy,—and have proved unintelligent. But the
Preacher says, “He that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.” True
enough if the increment of knowledge is the correction of a past error; the
sorrow is a penalty paid for the error, not for the increase of knowledge.
True, too, that intelligence does not consistently lessen conflicts, and that it
discloses a new want for every want it helps to meet. But the joy of life lies
not so much in the disappearance of difficulties as in the overcoming of
them; not so much in the diminution of conflict as in the growth of
achievement. Surely it is time we had an ethic that stressed achievement
rather than quiescence. And further, intelligence must not be thought of as
the resignation of disillusionment, the consciousness of impotence;
intelligence is to be conceived of in terms of adaptive activity, of movement
towards an end, of coördinated self-expression and behavior. Finally, it is
but fair to interpret the formula as making happiness and intelligence
coincide only so far as the individual’s happiness depends on his own
conduct. The causes of unhappiness may be an inherited deformity, or an
accident not admitting of provision; such cases do not so much contradict as
lie outside the formula. So far as your happiness depends on your activities,
it will vary with the degree of intelligence you show. Act intelligently, and
you will not know regret; feel that you are moving on toward your larger
ends, and you will be happy.

X

The Socratic Challenge
BUT if individual and social health and happiness depend on intelligence
rather than on “virtue,” and if the exaltation of intelligence was a cardinal
element in the Athenian view of life, why did the Socratic ethic fail to save
Athens from decay? And why did the supposedly intelligent Athenians hail
this generous old Dr. Johnson of philosophy into court and sentence him to
death?
The answer is, Because the Athenians refused to make the Socratic
experiment. They were intelligent, but not intelligent enough. They could
diagnose the social malady, could trace it to the decay of supernatural moral
norms; but they could not find a cure, they had not the vision to see that
salvation lay not in the compulsory retention of old norms, but in the
forging of new and better ones, capable of withstanding the shock of
questioning and trial. What they saw was chaos; and like most statesmen
they longed above all things for order. They were not impressed by
Socrates’ allegiance to law, his cordial admission of the individual’s
obligations to the community for the advantages of social organization.
They listened to the disciples: to Antisthenes, who laughed at patriotism; to
Aristippus, who denounced all government; to Plato, scorner of democracy;
and they attacked the master because (not to speak of pettier political
reasons) it was he, they thought, who was the root of the evil. They could
not see that this man was their ally and not their foe; that rescue for Athens
lay in helping him rather than in sentencing him to die. And how well they
could have helped him! For to preach intelligence is not enough; there
remains to provide for every one the instrumentalities of intelligence. What
men needed, what Athenian statesmanship might have provided, was an
organization of intelligence for intelligence, an organization of all the forces
of intelligence in the state in a persistent intellectual campaign. If that could
not save Athens, Athens could not be saved. But the myopic leaders of the
Athenian state could not see salvation in intelligence, they could only see it
in hemlock. And Socrates had to die.
It will take a wise courage to accept the Socratic challenge,—such
courage as battle-fields and senate-chambers are not wont to show. But
unless that wise courage comes to us our civilization will go as other

civilizations have come and gone, “kindled and put out like a flame in the
night.”
Note.—From a book whose interesting defence of the Socratic ethic
from the standpoint of psychoanalysis was brought to the writer’s attention
after the completion of the foregoing essay: “The Freudian ethics is a literal
and concrete justification of the Socratic teaching. Truth is the sole moral
sanction, and discrimination of hitherto unrealized facts is the one way out
of every moral dilemma.... Virtue is wisdom.” Practical morality is “the
establishment, through discrimination, of consistent, and not contradictory
(mutually suppressive), courses of action toward phenomena. The moral
sanction lies always in facts presented by the phenomena; morality in the
discrimination of those facts.” Moral development is “the progressive,
lifelong integration of experience.”—The Freudian Wish and Its Place in
Ethics, by Edwin B. Holt, New York, 1915, pp. 141, 145, 148.

CHAPTER II

PLATO: PHILOSOPHY AS POLITICS

I

The Man and the Artist
WHY do we love Plato? Perhaps because Plato himself was a lover: lover
of comrades, lover of the sweet intoxication of dialectical revelry, full of
passion for the elusive reality behind thoughts and things. We love him for
his unstinted energy, for the wildly nomadic play of his fancy, for the joy
which he found in life in all its unredeemed and adventurous complexity.
We love him because he was alive every minute of his life, and never
ceased to grow; such a man can be loved even for the errors he has made.
But above all we love him because of his high passion for social
reconstruction through intelligent control; because he retained throughout
his eighty years that zeal for human improvement which is for most of us
the passing luxury of youth; because he conceived philosophy as an
instrument not merely for the interpretation, but for the remoulding, of the
world. He speaks of himself, through Socrates, as “almost the only
Athenian living who sets his hand to the true art of politics; I am the only

politician of my time.”[17] Philosophy was for him a study of human
possibilities in the light of human realities and limitations; his daily food
consisted of the problems of human relations and endeavors: problems of
liberty versus order; of sex relations and the family; of ideals of character
and citizenship, and the educational approaches to those ideals; problems of
the control of population, of heredity and environment, of art and morals.
With all his liking for the poetry of mysticism, philosophy none the less was
to him preëminently an adventure in this world; and unlike ourselves, who
follow one or another of his many leads, he sailed virginal seas. Every
reader in every age has called him modern; but what age can there be to
which Plato will not still be modern?
Plato was twenty-eight when Socrates died;[18] and though he was not
present at the drinking of the hemlock, yet the passing of the master must
have been a tragic blow to him. It brought him face to face with death, the
mother of metaphysics. Proudest of all philosophers, he did not hide his
sense of debt to Socrates: “I thank the gods,” he said, “that I was born
freeman, not slave; Greek, not barbarian; man, not woman; but above all
that I was born in the time of Socrates.” The old philosopher gone, Athens
became for a time intolerable to Plato (some say, Plato to Athens); and the
young philosopher sailed off to see foreign shores and take nourishment of
other cultures. He liked the peaceful orderliness and aged dignity with
which a long dominant priesthood had invested Egypt; beside this mellow
civilization, he was willing to be told, the culture of his native Athens was
but a precarious ethnological sport. He liked the Pythagoreans of southern
Italy, with their aristocratic approach to the problem of social construction
and their communal devotion to plain living and high thinking; above all he
liked their emphasis on harmony as the fundamental pervasive relation of
all things and as the ideal in which our human discords might be made to
resolve themselves had men artistry enough. Other lands he saw and learnt
from: stories tell how he risked his handsome head to build an ideal state in
Syracuse; how he was sold into slavery and redeemed by a friend; and how
he passed down through Palestine even to India, absorbing the culture of
their peoples with a kind of osmotic genius. And at last, after twelve years
of wandering, he heard again the call of Athens, and went home, stored with
experience and ripe with thought.
Arrived now at the mid-point of his life, he turned to the task of self-
expression. Should he join one of the political parties and try to make the

government of Athens a picture of his thought? Perhaps he felt that his
thought was not yet definite enough for that; politics requires answers in
Yes or No, and philosophy deals only in Yes-and-No. He hesitated to join a
party or pledge himself to a dogma; and was prepared to be hated by all
parties alike for this hesitation.[19] Aristocracy was in his blood, and he
would not stoop to conquer by a plebiscite. He thought of turning to the
stage, as Euripides had done, and teaching through the mask; in his youth
he had written plays, and smiled now to think how he had hoped to rival
Aristophanes. But there were too many limitations here, of religious subject
and dramatic form; Plato’s philosophy was a thing of ever broadening
borders, and could not be cramped into a ceremony. But neither was his
philosophy an arid academic affair, to be written down as one places in
order the bones of a skeleton; it was vibrantly alive, it was itself a drama
and a religion. Why should there not be a drama of idea as well as of
action?—Had not the play of thought its tragedies and comedies?—Was not
philosophy, after all, a matter of life and death?
In such a juncture of desires came that fusion of drama and philosophy
which we know as Plato’s dialogues,—assuredly the finest production in all
the history of philosophy. Here was just the instrument for a man whose
thought had not congealed into dogmas and a system. All genius is
heterogeneous; a great man is a sum of many men;—let the soul give its
selves a voice, and it will speak in dialogue.[20] Just instrument, too, for a
man who wished to play with the varied possibilities of speculation, who
cared to clarify his own mind rather than to give forth finalities where life
itself was so blind and inconclusive. A conclusion is too often but the point
at which thought has lost its wind; being not so much a solution of the
problem as a dissolution of thought. Hence the riotous play of the
imagination in Plato; lively game of trial and error, merry-go-round of
thought; here is imagery squandered with lordly abandon; here is humor
such as one misses in our ponderous modern philosophers; here is no
system but all systems;[21] here is one abounding fountain-head of European
thought; here is prose strong and beautiful as the great temples where Greek
joy disported itself in marble; here literary prose is born,—and born adult.

II

How to Solve the Social Problem

TO understand Plato one must remember the Pythagorean motif:
harmony is the heart of Plato’s metaphysics, of his psychological and
educational theory, of his ethics and his politics. To feel such harmony as
there is, and to make such harmony as may be,—that to Plato is the
meaning of philosophy.
We observe this at the outset in the more-mystified-than mystifying
theory of ideas. Obviously, the theory of ideas belongs to Socrates; the
Platonic element is a theory not of ideas so much as of ideals. Socrates
wants truth, but Plato wants beauty, harmony. Socrates is bent on argument,
and points you to a concept; Plato is a poet with a vision, and points you to
the picture that he sees. Understanding, says Plato, is of the earth earthly;
but poetic vision is divine.[22] Hence the maze of quibbling in the dialogues;
it is Plato and not Socrates who is culprit here. Reasoning was an alien art
to Plato; try as he might to become a mathematician he remained always a
poet,—and perhaps most so when he dealt with numbers. Dialectic was in
Plato’s day a recent invention; he plays with it like a youth in the breakers,
letting it now raise him to heights of ecstatic vision and now bury him in the
deadliest logic-chopping. But—let us not doubt it—he knows when he is
logic-chopping; he goes on, partly that he may paint his picture, partly for
the mere joy of parrying pros and cons; this new game, he feels, is a sport
for the gods.
Let us smile at the heavy seriousness of those who suppose that this man
meant everything he said. No one does, but least of all men Plato, who
hardly taught except in parables. What is the “heaven” of the ideas but a
poet’s way of saying that the constancies observable in the relations among
things are not identical with the things themselves, but have a reality and
permanence of their own? So we phrase it in our own distinguished
verbiage; but Plato prefers, as ever, to draw a picture. And notice, in this
picture, the ever present reference to social needs. What is a concept, after
all, but a scheme for the conservation of mental resources, an instrument of
prediction, a method of control? Without the power to form concepts we
could never turn experience to use, it would slip between our fingers; we
should be like the maidens condemned to carry water in a sieve. The idea of
anything is the sum of its observed constancies of behavior; hence the
medium of our adaptation and control. To have ideas of things is to know
the map or plan of things; it is to see tendencies, directions, and results; it is
to know how to use things. That is why knowledge is power; every idea is a

tool with which to bend the world to serve our will. And that too is why the
Ideas are real: they have power, and “anything which possesses any sort of
power is real.”[23]
All this, as was said, is but an embellishment of the Socratic doctrine
that salvation lies in brains. But Plato rushes on. Not only may everything
be brought under a concept, an Idea, but it may be brought under a perfect
Form, an Ideal. Things are not what they might be. Men are not such as men
might be, states are often sorry states, beds might be more ideal beds, even
dirt could be more perfectly dirt. To all things that are, there correspond
perfect Ideals of what they might be, in a thoroughly harmonious world. To
say that these Ideals are real, that they exist, is only to claim for them that
they are operative, and get results. Whether his supernaturalism was only
part of his political theory, others may dispute; let it suffice us at present
that Plato believed that the Ideals could and did operate through human
agency. The distinctive thing about man is that perceiving the thing that is,
he can conceive the thing that might be. He is the forward-looking, ideal-
making animal; through him, if he but will it, proceeds creation. The brute
may be a thinker, but man may be also an artist. Out of the abundance of the
sexual instinct (as Plato implies in the Symposium) emerges this ideal-
seeking and -making quality; from which come art and ethics and religion.
William Morris looks at a slum and conceives Utopia; and forthwith begins
to make for Utopia even though the road lead him through a jail. Is it that
William Morris loves “humanity”? Not at all; he loves beauty and his
dream; he is uncomfortable with all this dirt and despair before him; it is his
fortune or misfortune that he cannot see these slums without falling thrall to
a vision of better things. So with most of us “reformers”: we wish to change
things, not because we love our fellows much more than “conservatives”
do, nor because we believe that happiness varies with income; but because
we hear the call of the beautiful, and see in the mind’s eye another form
wherein the world might come more pleasingly to sight.
What we have to do, says Plato, is to make people conceive a better
world, so that they may see this world as ugly, and may strive to reshape it.
We must conceive the perfect Forms of things, and batter this poor world
till it reform itself and take these perfect shapes. To learn to see—and
seeing learn to make—these perfect Forms: that is the task of philosophers.
To make philosophers: that is the social problem.

III

On Making Philosopher-Kings
IT is simple, isn’t it? Give us enough philosophers, and the beautiful city
will walk out of the picture into the fact. But how make philosophers? And
perhaps there is a perfect Form for philosophers, too? How shall we “see—
and seeing learn to make”—the perfect philosopher?
Let us not worry about this little matter of dialectics, says Plato; we
know quite well some of the things we must do in order that we may have
more and greater philosophers. It is quite clear that one thing we must do is
to give our best brains to education.
Is that trite? Not at all. Do we give our best brains to education? Do we
offer more to our ministers or commissioners of education than to our
presidents, or governors, or mayors, or bank presidents, or pugilists? Or do
we honor them more? When Plato says that the office of minister of
education is “of all the great offices of state the greatest,” and that the
citizens should elect their very best man to this office,[24] he is not
pronouncing a platitude, he is making a radical, a revolutionary proposition.
It has never been done, and it will not soon be done; for men, naturally
enough, are more interested in making money than in making philosophers.
And yet, says Plato, gently but resolutely, we may as well understand that
until we give our best brains to the problem of making philosophers our
much-ado about social ills will amount to noise and wind, and nothing
more. “How charming people are!” he writes, drawing an analogy between
the individual and the body politic; “they are always doctoring—and
thereby increasing and complicating—their disorders, fancying they will be
cured by some nostrum which somebody advises them to try,—never
getting better but always growing worse.... Are they not as good as a play,
trying their hand at legislation, and imagining that by reforms they will
make an end to the dishonesties and rascalities of mankind, not knowing
that they are in reality cutting away at the heads of a hydra?”[25]
Notice that the aim of the educational process is, for Plato, not so much
the general spread of intelligence as the discovery and development of the
superior man. (This conception of the task of the educator appears again
and again in later thought: we hear it in the nineteenth century, for example,
in Carlyle’s “hero,” Schopenhauer’s “genius,” and Nietzsche’s

“superman.”) It is very naïve, thinks Plato, to look to the masses as the
source and hope of social improvement; the proper function of the masses is
to toil as cheerfully as may be for the development and support of the
genius who will make them happy—so far as they are capable of happiness.
To aim directly at the elevation of all is to open the door to mediocrity and
futility; to find and nurse the potential genius,—that is an end worthy the
educator’s subtle art.
Now if you are going to discover genius in the bud you must above all
things handle your material, at the outset at least, with tender care. You
must not overflow with prohibitions, or indulge yourself too much in the
luxury of punishments. “Mother and father and nurse and tutor set to
quarrelling about the improvement of the child as soon as ever he is able to
understand them: he cannot say or do anything without their setting forth to
him that this is just and that unjust, this honorable and that dishonorable,
this holy and that unholy, do this and don’t do that. And if he obeys, well
and good; if not he is straightened by threats and blows, like a piece of
warped wood.”[26] Suppress here, and you get expression there;—often
enough, abnormal expression. Better have no hard mould of uniformity and
conformity wherein to crush and deform each differently aspiring soul.
Think twice before forcing your ’isms and ’ologies upon the child; his own
desires will be your best curriculum. “The elements of instruction,” writes
Plato, in a too-little-noticed passage, “should be presented to the mind in
childhood, but without any notion of forcing them. For a freeman ought to
be a freeman in the acquisition of knowledge. Bodily exercise, when
compulsory, does no harm; but knowledge which is acquired under
compulsion has no hold on the mind. Therefore do not use compulsion, but
let early education be a sort of amusement; that will better enable you to
find out the natural bent.”[27] There is a stroke of Plato’s genius here: it is a
point which we laggards are coming to after some two thousand three
hundred years. “To find out the natural bent,” to catch the spark of divine
fire before conformity can put it out; that is the beginning and yet the
summit of the educator’s task,—the initium dimidium facti.
In this search for genius all souls shall be tried. Education must be
universal and compulsory; children belong not to parents but to the state
and to the future.[28] And education cannot begin too early. Cleinias, asking
whether education should begin at birth, is astonished to be answered, “No,
before”; and if Plato could have his way, no doubt there would be a

realization of Dr. Holmes’ suggestion that a man’s education should begin
two thousand years before he is born. The chief concern at the outset will be
to develop the body, and not to fill the soul with letters; let the child be
taught his letters at ten, but not before.[29] Music will share with gymnastics
the task of rounded development. The boy who tells his teacher that the
athletic field is as important and necessary a part of education as the
lecture-room is right. “How shall we find a gentle nature which has also
great courage?”[30] Music mixed with athletics will do it. “I am quite aware
that your mere athlete becomes too much of a savage, and that the musician
is melted and softened beyond what is good for him.”[31] There is a
determination here that even the genius shall be healthy; Plato will not
tolerate the notion that to be a genius one needs to be sick: let the genius
have his say, but let him, too, be reminded that he is no disembodied spirit.
And let art take care lest its vaunted purgation be a purgation of our strength
and manhood; poetry and soft music may make men slaves. No man shall
bother with music after the age of sixteen.[32]
At twenty a general test will weed out those who give indication that
further educative labor will be wasted on them; the others will go on for
another decade, and a second test will eliminate those who will in the
meantime have reached the limit of their capacities for development. The
final survivors will then—and not before—be introduced to philosophy.
“They must not be allowed to taste the dear delight too early; that is a thing
especially to be avoided; for young men, as you may have observed, when
they first get the taste in their mouths, argue for amusement, and are always
contradicting and refuting, like puppy-dogs that delight to tear and pull at
all who come near them.... And when they have made many conquests and
received defeats at the hands of many, they violently and speedily get into a
way of not believing anything that they believed before, and hence not only
they, but philosophy generally, have a bad name with the rest of the
world.”[33]
Five happy years are given to the study of philosophy. Gradually, the
student learns to see the universal behind the particular, to judge the part by
relating it to the whole; the fragments of his experience fall into a
harmonious philosophy of life. The sciences which he has learned are now
united as a consistent application of intelligence to life; indeed, the faculty
of uniting the sciences and focussing them on the central problems of life, is
precisely the criterion of the true philosopher.[34] But involved in this is a

certain practical quality, a sense for realities and limitations. One must
study books—and men; one should read much, but live more. So Plato
legislates that his new philosophers shall spend the years from thirty-five to
fifty in the busy din of practical life; they must, in his immortal image, go
back into the cave. The purpose of higher education is to detach us for a
time from the life of action, but only so that we may later return to it with a
better perspective. To be put for a goodly time upon one’s own resources, to
butter one’s own bread for a while,—that is an almost indispensable
prerequisite to greatness. Out of such a test men come with the scars of
many wounds; but to those who are not fools every scar is the mark of a
lesson learned.
And now here are our philosophers, ripe and fifty, hardened by the tests
of learning and of life. What shall we do with them? Put them away in a
lecture-room and pay no further attention to them? Give them, as their life-
work, the problem of finding how Spinoza deduces, or fails to deduce, the
Many from the One? Have them fill learned esoteric journals with
unintelligible jargon about the finite and the infinite, or space and time, or
the immateriality of roast beef? No, says Plato; let them govern the state.
Did Plato mean it? Was he so enraged at the state-murder of the most
beloved of philosophers that he forearmed himself against such a
contretemps in his Utopia by making the philosophers supreme?—Was it
only his magnificent journalistic revenge? Was it merely his reaction to the
observed cramping and mediocritization of superior intellects in a
democracy? Was it but Plato’s dramatic way of emphasizing the Socratic
plea for intelligence as the basis of morals and social life? Perhaps all this;
but much more. It was his sober judgment; it was the influence of the
Egyptian priesthood and the Pythagorean brotherhood coming to the surface
in him; it was the long-accumulated deposit of the stream of his personal
experience.
We have to remember here that by philosopher Plato does not mean
Immanuel Kant. He means a living being, a man like Seneca or Francis
Bacon, a man in whom knowledge is fused with action, and keen perception
joins with steady hand; a man who has had not only the teaching of books
but the discipline of hard experience; a man who has learned with equal
readiness to obey and to command; a man whose thought is coördinated by
application to the vital problems of human society. “Inasmuch as
philosophers alone are able to grasp the eternal and unchangeable, and

those who wander in the region of the many and variable are not
philosophers, I must ask you which of the two kinds should be rulers of our
state?”[35] Well, then, “Until philosophers are kings, or the kings and
princes of this world have the spirit and power of philosophy, ... cities will
never cease from ill, nor the human race.”[36]
That, of course, is the heart and soul of Plato.

IV

Dishonest Democracy
LET us get back to the circumference and approach this same point by
another route.
I grant you, says Plato, that to have rulers at all is very disagreeable. And
indeed we should not need to have them were it not for a regrettable but real
porcine element in us. My own Utopia is not an aristocracy nor a
democracy, nor any kind of an ’ocracy; it is what some of you would call an
anarchist communism. I have described it very clearly in the second book of
my Republic, but nobody cares to notice it, except to repeat my brother’s
gibe about it.[37] But instead of this Utopia of mine being a “City of Pigs,” it
is just because we are pigs that I had to give up painting this picture and
turn to describing “not only a state, but a luxurious state.” I am still “of
opinion that the true state, which may be said to be a healthy constitution, is
the one which I have described,” and not the “inflamed constitution” to
which I devoted the rest of my book, and which in my opinion is much
more a “City of Pigs” than the other. It is because people want “to lie on
sofas, and dine off tables, and have dainties and dessert in the modern
fashion, ... and perfumes, and incense, and courtesans, and cakes, and gold,
and ivory, ... hunters and actors, ... musicians, players, dancers, ... tutors, ...
servants ... nurses wet and dry, ... barbers, confectioners and cooks, ... and
hosts of animals (if people are to eat animals), ... and physicians; ... then a
slice of neighbor’s land ... and then war,”[38]—in short, it is because people
are pigs that you must have soldiers and rulers and laws.
But if you must have them, why not train your best men for the work,
just as you train some to be doctors, and others to be lawyers, and others to
be engineers? Think of taking a man’s pills just because he can show a
count of noses in his favor! Think of letting a man build the world’s greatest

bridge because he is popular! You accuse me of plagiarizing from
Pythagoras, but in truth, you who believe in democracy are the
Pythagoreans of politics,—you believe in number as your god. Your
equality is the equality of the unequal, and is all a matter of words and
never of reality; your liberty is anarchy, it is the congenital sickness wherein
your democracy was conceived and delivered, and whereof it inevitably
dies; your freedom of speech is a license to lie; your elections are a contest
in flattery and prevarication. Your democracy is a theatrocracy; and woe to
the genius who falls into your hands. Perhaps you like democracy because
you are like democracy: all your desires are on a level; that you should
respect some of them and discipline others is an idea that never enters your
heads. It has never occurred to you that it takes more time and training to
make a statesman than it does to make a bootblack. But statesmanship is
something that can never be conferred by plebiscite; it must be pursued
through the years, and must find the privilege of office without submitting
to a vote. Wisdom is too subtle a thing to be felt by the coarsened senses of
the mob. Your industry is wonderful because it is shot through with
specialization and training; but because you reject specialization and
training in filling the offices of your government the word politics has
become dishonored in your mouths. And just because you will let any one
be your leader no real man ever submits himself to your choice.

V

Culture and Slavery
THERE is much exaggeration here, of course, as might be expected of one
whose material and social concerns were bound up with the oligarchical
party at Athens, whose friends and relatives had died in battle against the
armies of the democracy; whose early years had seen the democratic
mismanagement of the Peloponnesian war and the growth of a disorderly
individualism in Athens. But there are also lessons here for those who are
strong enough to learn even from their enemies.[39] To press home these
lessons at this point would take us too far afield; our plan for the moment is
to follow Plato’s guidance until he has led us out into a clear view of his
position.
We shall suppose such a scheme of education as Plato desires; we shall
suppose that a moderate number of those who entered the lists at birth have

survived test after test, have “tasted the dear delight” of philosophy for five
years, and have passed safely through the ordeal of practical affairs; these
men (and women, as we shall see) now automatically become the rulers of
the Platonic state: let us observe them in their work and in their lives.
To the guardians it is a matter of first principles that the function of the
state—and therefore their function—is a positive function; they are to lead
the people, and not merely to serve as an umpire of disputes. They are the
protagonists of a social evolution that has at last become conscious; they are
resolved that henceforth social organization shall be a far-seeing plan and
not a haphazard flux of expediencies of control. They know that they are
asked to be experts in foresight and coördination; they will legislate
accordingly, and will no more think of asking the people what laws should
be passed than a physician would ask the people what measures should be
taken to preserve the public health.
And first of all they will control population; they will consider this to be
the indispensable prerequisite to a planned development. The state must not
be larger than is consistent with unity and with the efficacy of central
control. People may mate as they will,—that is their own concern; but they
must understand quite clearly that procreation is an affair of the state.
Children must be born not of love but of science; marriage will be a
temporary relation, allowing frequent remating for the sake of beautiful
offspring. Men shall not have children before thirty, nor after forty.
Deformed or incurably diseased children will be exposed to die. Children
must leave their mothers at birth, and be brought up by the state. Women
must be freed from bondage to their children, if women are to be real
citizens, interested in the public weal, and loving not a narrow family but
the great community.
For women are to be citizens; it would be foolish to let half the people be
withdrawn from interest in and service to the state. Women will receive all
the educational advantages offered to men; they will even wrestle with
them, naked, in the games. If any of them—and surely some of them will—
pass all the tests, they shall be guardians, too. People are to be divided, for
political purposes, not by difference of sex, but by difference of capacity.
Some women may be fit not for housekeeping but for ruling,—let them
rule; some men may be fit not for ruling but for housekeeping,—let them
keep house.

Without family, and without clearly ascertainable relationship between
any man and any child, there can be no individual inheritance of property;
the guardians will have all things in common, and without Tertullian’s
exception.[40] Shut off from the possibility of personal bequests or of
“founding a family,” the guardians will have no stimulus to laying up a
hoard of material goods; nay, they will not be moved to such hoarding by
fear of the morrow, for a modest but sufficient maintenance will be supplied
them by the working classes. There will be no money in use among them;
they will live a hard simple life, devoted to the problems of communal
defence and development. Freed from family ties, from private property and
luxury, from violence and litigation, and all distinctions of Mine and Thine,
they will have no reason to oppress the workers in order to lay up stores for
themselves; they will be happy in the exercise of their high responsibilities
and powers. They will not be tempted to legislate for the good of their own
class rather than for the good of the community; their joy will lie in the
creation of a prosperous and harmonious state.
Under their direction will be the soldiers, also specially selected and
trained, and supported by the workers. But these workers?
They will be those who have been eliminated in the tests. The demands
of specialization will have condemned them to labor for those who have the
gift of guidance. They shall have no voice in the direction of the state; that,
as said, is a reward for demonstrated capacity, and not a “natural right.”[41]
Frankly, there are some people who are not fit to be other than slaves; and
to varnish that fact with oratory about “the dignity of labor” is merely to
give an instance of the indignities to which a democratic politician will
descend. These workers are incapable of a subtler happiness than that of
knowing that they are doing what they are fit to do, and are contributing to
the maintenance of communal prosperity. Such as they are, these workers,
like the other members of the state, will find their highest possibilities of
development in such an organized society. And to make sure that they will
not rebel, they will have been taught by “royal lies” that their position and
function in the state have been ordained by the gods. There is no sense in
shivering at this quite judicious juggling with the facts; there are times
when truth is a barrier to content, and must be set aside. Physicians have
been known to cure ailments with a timely lie. Labor stimulated by such
deception may be slavery, if you wish to call it so; but it is the inevitable

condition of order, and order is the inevitable condition of culture and
communal success.

VI

Plasticity and Order
BUT is it just?—some one asks. Perhaps there are other things than order
to be considered. Perhaps this hunger for order is a disease, like the
monistic hunger for unity; perhaps it is a corollary to the à priori type of
mind; perhaps it is part of the philosopher’s general inability to face a
possibly irrational reality. Here for order’s sake the greater part of the
people must work in silence: they shall not utter their desires. Here for
order’s sake are sacrificed that communal plasticity, that freedom of variety,
that happy looseness and changeability of structure, in which lie all the
suggestion and potency of social reconstruction. If there is any lesson which
shines out through all the kaleidoscope of history, it is that a political
system is doomed to early death if its charter offer no provision and facility
for its own reform. Plasticity is king. Human ideals change, and leave
nations, institutions, even gods, in their wake. “Law and order in a state
are” not “the cause of every good”;[42] they are the security of goods
attained, but they may be also the hindrance of goods conceived. A state
without freedom of criticism and variation is like a sail-boat in a calm; it
stands but it cannot move. Such a state is a geometrical diagram, a perfect
syllogism evolved out of impossible premises; and its own perfection is its
refutation. In such a state there could be no Plato, with a penchant for
conceiving Utopias; much less a Socrates, holding that a life uncriticised is
unworthy of a man. It would be a state not for philosophers but for priests:
very truly its basis would not be dialectical clarity but royal lies. Here is the
supreme pessimism, the ultimate atheism, of the aristocrat, that he does not
believe in the final wholesomeness of truth. And surely something can be
said for democracy. Granted that democracy is not a problem solved but a
problem added; it is at least a problem that time may help to clarify.
Granted that men used to slavery cannot turn and wisely rule themselves;
what is better than that they should, by inevitable trial and error, learn?
Errando discimus. Granted that physicians do not consult us in their
prescriptions; but neither do they come to us before they are chosen and
called. “That the guardian should require another guardian to guard him is

ridiculous indeed.”[43] But he would! Power corrupts unless it is shared by
all. “Cities cannot exist, if a few only share in the virtues, as in the arts.”[44]
To build your culture on the backs of slaves is to found your city on
Vesuvius. Men will not be lied to forever,—at least with the same lies! And
to end with such a Utopia,—what is it but to yield to Thrasymachus, to
arrange all things at last in the interest of the stronger? Is it just?

VII

The Meaning of Justice
BUT what is justice?—asks Plato. Don’t you see that our notion of justice
is the very crux of the whole business? Is justice merely a matter of telling
the truth? Nonsense; it may be well to have our children believe that; but
those who are not children know that if a lie is a better instrument of
achievement than the truth in some given juncture of events, then a lie is
justified. Truth is a social value, and has its justification only in that; if
untruth prove here and there of social value, then untruth is just.[45] The
confusion of justice with some absolute eternal law comes of a separation
of ethics from politics, and an attempt to arrive at a definition of justice
from the study of individuals. But morals grow out of politics; justice is
essentially a political relation. And taking the state as a whole, it is clear
that nothing is “good” unless it works; that it would be absurd to say that
justice demands of a state that it should be ordered in such a way as to make
for its own decay. Social organization must be effective, and lies and class-
divisions are justified if they make for the effectiveness of a political order.
Surely social effectiveness forbids that men fit to legislate should live out
their lives as cobblers, or that men should rule whose natural aptitude is for
digging ditches. Justice means, for politics at least, that each member of
society is minding his natural business, is doing that for which he is fitted
by his own natural capacity. Injustice is the encroachment of one part on
another; justice is the efficient functioning of each part. Justice, then, is
social coördination and harmony. It is not “the interest of the stronger,” it is
the harmony of the whole. So in the individual, justice is the harmonious
operation of a unified personality; each element in one’s nature doing that
which it is fitted to do; again it is not mere strength or forcefulness, but
harmonious, organized strength; it is effective order. And effective order
demands a class division. You may mouth as you please the delusive

delicacies of democracy; but classes you will have, for men will always be
some of gold and some of silver and some of brass. And the brass must not
pass itself off as silver, nor the silver as gold. Give the brass all the time and
opportunity in the world, and it will still be brass. Of course brass will not
believe that it is brass, but we had better make it understand once for all that
it is so, even if we have to tell a thousand lies to get the truth believed.
And as for variation and plasticity, remember that these too are valueless
except as they make for a better society. They assuredly make for change;
but change is not betterment. History is a chaos of variations; without some
organ for their control they cancel one another and terminate inevitably in
futility. Our problem is not how to change, but how to set our best brains to
controlling change for the sake of a finer life.

VIII

The Future of Plato
THERE are aperçus here, and a bewildering wealth of suggestions, which
one is tempted to pursue to their ultimate present significance. But to do
that would be to encroach too much on the subjects of later chapters. The
vital thing here is not to accept or refute any special element in Plato’s
political philosophy; it is rather to see how inextricably politics and
philosophy were bound together in his mind as two sides of fundamentally
one endeavor. Here is the passion to remould things; here is the seeing of
perfection and the will to make perfection; here speaks out for the first time
in European history the courage of the intellect that not only will perceive
but will remake. Here is a man; no dead academic cobweb-weaver, but a
masterful, kingly soul, mixed up in warm intimacy with the complex flow
of the life about him. He paints Utopia; but at the same time he takes his
own counsel anent the importance of an educational approach to the social
problem, and founds the most famous and influential university the world
has ever seen. Picture him in the gardens and lecture-halls of his Academy,
arranging and supervising and coördinating, and turning out men to whom
nations looked—and not in vain—for statesmen. Not merely to lift men up
to the beatific vision of unities and perfections, but to teach them the art of
creation, to fire them with the ardor of a new artistry; this he aimed to do,
and did. “The greatest works grow in importance, as trees do after the death

of the mortal men who planted them.”[46] So grew the Republic, and the
Academy.
To catch in a chapter the deep yet subtle spirit and meaning of this
“finest product of antiquity,”[47]—it is not easy. In Plato’s Utopia there
would no doubt have been a law against writing so briefly on so vast a
phenomenon,—with, in this case, the inevitably consequent derangement of
the Platonic perspective, and the impossibility, within such compass, of
focussing Plato in the political and philosophical meaning of his time.
One’s feeling here is of having desecrated with small talk the Parthenon of
philosophy. Perhaps as we go on we shall be able to see more clearly the
still-living value of Plato’s thought: in almost everything that we shall
hereinafter discuss his voice will be heard, even though unnamed. To-day,
at last, he comes again into his own—as in Renaissance days—after
centuries dominated by the influence of his first misinterpreter; and
generations bred on the throned lukewarmness of the Nicomachean Ethics
yield to a generation that is learning to feel the hot constructive passion of
the Republic. Dead these two thousand and some hundred years, Plato
belongs to the future.

CHAPTER III

FRANCIS BACON AND THE SOCIAL POSSIBILITIES OF SCIENCE

I

From Plato to Bacon
“As I read Plato,” writes Professor Dewey, “philosophy began with some
sense of its essentially political basis and mission—a recognition that its
problems were those of the organization of a just social order. But it soon
got lost in dreams of another world.”[48] Plato and Aristotle are the crura
cerebri of Europe. But in Aristotle, along with a wealth of acute observation
of men and institutions, we find a diminishing interest in reconstruction; the
Stagirite spent too much of his time in card-cataloguing Plato, and allowed
his imagination to become suffocated with logic. With the Stoics and
Epicureans begin that alienation of ethics from politics, and that
subordination of philosophy to religious needs, which it is part of the task

of present thinking to undo. Alexander had conquered the Orient, only to
have Orientalism conquer Greece. Under Scholasticism it was the fate of
great minds to retrace worn paths in the cage of a system of conclusions
determined by external authority; and the obligation to uphold the
established precluded any practical recognition of the reconstructive
function of thought. With the Renaissance—that Indian summer of Greek
culture—the dream of a remoulded world found voice again. Campanella,
through the darkness of his prison cell, achieved the vision of a communist
utopia; and other students of the rediscovered Plato painted similar pictures.
Indeed this reawakening of Plato’s influence gave to the men of the
Renaissance an inspiriting sense of the wonders that lay potential in
organized intelligence. Again men faced the task of replacing with a natural
ethic the falling authoritarian sanctions of supernatural religion; and for a
time one might have hoped that the thought of Socrates was to find at last
its due fruition. But again men lost themselves in the notion of a cultured
class moving leisurely over the backs of slaves; and perhaps it was well that
the whole movement was halted by the more Puritan but also more
democratic outburst of the Reformation. What the world needed was a
method which offered hope for the redemption not of a class, but of all.
Galileo and Roger Bacon opened the way to meeting this need by their
emphasis on the value of hypothesis and experiment, and the necessity of
combining induction with deduction; it remained for Francis Bacon to lay
out the road for the organized employment of these new methods, and to
inspire all Europe with his warm vision of their social possibilities.

II

Character
IF you would understand Bacon, you must see him as not so much a
philosopher as an administrator. You find him a man of great practical
ability: he remoulds philosophy with one hand and rules part of England
with the other; not to speak of writing Shakespeare’s plays between times!
He rises brilliantly from youthful penury to the political pinnacle; and
meanwhile he runs over the whole realm of human knowledge, scattering
praise and censure with lordly hand. Did we not know the fact as part of the
history of England we should never suspect that the detailed and varied
learning of this man was the incidental accomplishment of a life busied

with political intrigue. Bene vixit qui bene latuit: surely here is a man who
has lived widely, and in no merely physical sense has made the world his
home. Life is no “brief candle” to him, nor men “such stuff as dreams are
made of”; life is a glorious gift, big with blessing for him who will but
assist at the delivery. There is nothing of the timid ascetic about him; like
Socrates, he knows that there is a sort of cowardice in shunning pleasure;
[49] best of all, there is so much work to be done, so many opportunities for
the man of unnarrowed soul. He feels the exhilaration of one who has burst
free from the shackles of intellectual authority: he sees before him an
uncharted future, raw material for hands that dare to mould it; and he dares.
All his life long he is mixed up with the heart of things; every day is an
adventure. Exiled from politics he plunges gladly into the field of scientific
reconstruction; he does not forget that he is an administrator, any more than
Plato could forget that he was a dramatist; he finds the world of thought a
chaos, and bequeaths it a planful process for the coördination of human life;
all Europe responds to his call for the “enlarging of the bounds of human
empire.” He works joyfully and buoyantly to the very last, and dies as he
has wished, “in an earnest pursuit, which is like one that is wounded in hot
blood, who, for the time, scarce feels the hurt.”

III

The Expurgation of the Intellect
CONSIDER the reaction of an experienced statesman who leaves the
service of a king to enter the service of truth. He has left a field wherein all
workers moved in subordination to one head and one focal purpose; he
enters a field in which each worker is working by himself, with no division
of labor, no organization of endeavor, no correlation of ends. There he has
found administration, here he finds a naïve laissez-faire; there order, here
anarchy; there some sense of common end and effort, here none. He
understands at once the low repute of philosophy among men of affairs.
“For the people are very apt to contemn truth, upon account of the
controversies raised about it; and so think those all in a wrong way, who
never meet.”[50] He understands at once why it is that the world has been so
little changed by speculation and research. He is a man whose
consciousness of pervasive human misery is too sharp for comfort;[51] and
he sees no hope of remedy for this in isolated guerilla attacks waged upon

the merest outposts of truth, each attack with its jealously peculiar strategy,
its own dislocated, almost irrelevant end. And yet if there is no remedy for
men’s ills in this nascent science and renascent philosophy, in what other
quarter, then, shall men look for hope and cure?
There is no other, Bacon feels; unless victory is first won in the
laboratory and the study it will never be won in political assemblies; no
plebiscite or royal edict, but only truth, can make men free. Man’s hope lies
in the reorganization of the processes of discovery and interpretation.
Unless philosophy and science be born again of social aims and social
needs they cannot have life in them. A new spirit must enter.
But first old spirits must be exorcised. Speculation and research must
bring out a declaration of independence against theology. “The corruption
of philosophy by superstition and an admixture of theology is ... widely
spread, and does the greatest harm.”[52] The search for final causes, for
design in nature, must be left to theologians; the function of science is not
to interpret the purposes of nature, but to discover the connections of cause
and effect in nature. Dogma must be set aside: “if a man will begin with
certainties he shall end in doubts; but if he will be content to begin in
doubts he shall end in certainties.”[53] Dogma must be set aside, too,
because it necessitates deduction as a basic method; and deduction as a
basic method is disastrous.
But that is not all; there is much more in the way of preliminaries: there
must be a general “expurgation of the intellect.” The mind is full (some
would say made up) of prejudices, wild fancies, “idols,” or imaginings of
things that are not so: if you are to think correctly, usefully, all these must
go. Try, then, to get as little of yourself as possible in the way of the thing
you wish to see. Beware of the very general tendency to put order and
regularity in the world and then to suppose that they are native to the
structure of things; or to force all facts into the unyielding mould of a
preconceived opinion, carefully neglecting all contrary instances; or to give
too credulous an ear to that which flatters the wish. Look into yourself and
see the forest of prejudices that has grown up within you: through your
temperamental attitudes; through your education; through your friends
(friendship is so often an agreement in prejudices); through your favorite
authors and authorities. If you find yourself seizing and dwelling on
anything with particular satisfaction, hold it in suspicion. Beware of words,
for they are imposed according to the apprehension of the crowd; make sure

that you do not take abstractions for things. And remind yourself
occasionally that you are not the measure of all things, but their distorting
mirror.
So much by way of clearing the forest. Comes then induction as the
fount and origin of all truth: patient induction, obedient to the call of fact,
and with watchful eye for, above all things, the little unwelcome instance
that contradicts. Not that induction is everything; it includes experiment, of
course, and is punctuated by hypothesis.[54] (More, it is clearly but the
servant of deduction, since the aim of all science is to predict by deduction
from generalizations formed by induction; but just as clear is it that the
efficacy of the whole business lies grounded in the faithfulness of the
induction: induction is servant, but it has all men at its mercy.) And to
formulate methods of induction, to surround the process by mechanical
guards, to protect it from the premature flights of young generalizations,—
that is a matter of life and death to science.

IV

Knowledge is Power
AND now, armed with these methods of procedure, we stand face to face
with nature. What shall we ask her? Prudens questio dimidium scientiæ: to
know what to ask is half of every science.
You must ask for laws,—or, to use a Platonic term, forms. In every
process there is matter and there is form: the matter being the seat of the
process or operation, and the form its method or law. “Though in nature
nothing really exists besides individual bodies, performing pure individual
acts, according to a fixed law, yet in philosophy the very law, and the
investigation, discovery, and explanation of it, is the foundation as well of
knowledge as of operation. And it is this law, with its clauses, that I mean
when I speak of Forms.”[55] Not so much what a “thing” is, but how it
behaves;—that is the question. And what is more, if you will examine your
conception of a “thing,” you will see that it is really a conception of how
the “thing” behaves; every What is at last a How. Every “thing” is a
machine, whose essence or meaning is to be found not by a mere
description of its parts, but by an account of how it operates. “How does it

work?” asks the boy before a machine; see to it that you ask the same
question of nature.
For observe, if you know how a thing works, you are on the way to
managing and controlling it. Indeed, a Form can be defined as those
elements in a process which must be known before the process can be
controlled. Here we see the meaning of science; it is an effort to discover
the laws which must be known in order “that the mind may exercise her
power over the nature of things.”[56] Science is the formulation of control;
knowledge is power. The object of science is not merely to know, but to
rebuild; every science longs to be an art. The quest for knowledge, then, is
not a matter of curiosity, it is a fight for power. We “put nature on the rack
and compel her to bear witness” against herself. Where this conception
reigns, logic-chopping is out of court. “The end of our new logic is to find
not arguments but arts; ... not probable reasons but plans and designs of
works; ... to overcome not an adversary in argument but nature in
action.”[57]
But there is logic-chopping in other things than logic. All strife of men
with men, of group with group, if it leaves no result beyond the victory and
passing supremacy of the individual or group, is logic-chopping. Such
victories pass from side to side, and cancel themselves into final nullity.
Real achievement is victory, not over other men but with them. “It will not
be amiss to distinguish the three kinds, and as it were grades, of ambition in
mankind. The first is of those who desire to extend their own power in their
native country; which kind is vulgar and degenerate. The second is of those
who labor to extend the power of their country and its dominion among
men. This certainly has more dignity, though not less covetousness. But if a
man endeavor to establish and extend the power and dominion of the
human race over the universe, his ambition is without doubt both a more
wholesome thing and a more noble than the other two. The empire of man
over things depends wholly on the arts and sciences. For we cannot
command nature except by obeying her.”[58]

V

The Socialization of Science

Natura non vincitur nisi parendo. “I accept the universe,” says Margaret
Fuller. “Gad! you’d better!” says Carlyle. I accept it, says Bacon, but only
as raw material. We will listen to nature, but only that we may learn what
language she understands. We stoop to conquer.
There is nothing impossible but thinking makes it so. “By far the greatest
obstacle to the progress of science and the undertaking of new tasks ... is
found in this, that men despair and think things impossible.... If therefore
any one believes or promises more, they think this comes of an ungoverned
and unripened mind.”[59] There is nothing that we may not do, if we will,
but we must will; and must will the means as well as the end. Would we
have an empire of man over nature? Very well: organize the arts and
sciences.
“Consider what may be expected from men abounding in leisure, and
from association of labors, and from successions of ages; the rather because
it is not a way over which only one man can pass at a time (as is the case
with that of reasoning), but within which the labors and industries of men
(especially as regards the collecting of experience) may with the best effort
be distributed and then combined. For then only will men begin to know
their strength when instead of great numbers doing all the same things, one
shall take charge of one thing and another of another.”[60] There should be
more coöperation, less chaotic rivalry, in research. And the coöperation
should be international; the various universities of the world, so far as they
engage in research, should be like the different buildings of a great
manufacturing plant, each with its own particular specialty and quest. Is it
not remarkable how “little sympathy and correspondence exists between
colleges and universities, as well throughout Europe as in the same state
and kingdom?”[61] Why cannot all the research in the world be coördinated
into one unified advance? Perhaps the truth-seekers would be unwilling; but
has that been shown? And is the number of willing coöperators too small to
warrant further effort? How can we know without the trial? Grant that the
genius would balk at some external central direction; but research after all
is seldom a matter of genius. “The course I propose ... is such as leaves but
little to the acuteness and strength of wits, but places all wits and
understandings nearly on the level.”[62] Let scope and freedom be amply
provided for the genius; it is the work of following up the aperçus of genius
that most sorely needs coördination. Organization of research means really
the liberation of genius: liberation from the halting necessities of

mechanical repetition in experiment. Nor is coördination regimentation; let
each man follow his hobby to whatever university has been assigned to the
investigation of that particular item. Liberty is futility unless it is organized.
It is a plan, you see, for the socialization of science. It is a large and
royal vision; to make it real involves “indeed opera basilica,” it is the
business of a king, “towards which the endeavors of one man can be but as
the sign on a cross-road, which points out the way but cannot tread it.”[63] It
will need such legislative appropriations as are now granted only to the
business of competitive destruction on land and sea. “As the secretaries and
spies of princes and states bring in bills for intelligence, so you must allow
the spies and intelligencers of nature to bring in their bills if you would not
be ignorant of many things worthy to be known. And if Alexander placed so
large a treasure at Aristotle’s command for the support of hunters, fowlers,
fishers and the like, in much more need do they stand of this beneficence
who unfold the labyrinths of nature.”[64]

VI

Science and Utopia
SUCH an organization of science is Bacon’s notion of Utopia. He gives us
in The New Atlantis, in plain strong prose, a picture of a state in which this
organization has reached the national stage. It is a state nominally ruled by a
king (Bacon never forgets that he is a loyal subject and counsellor of James
I); but “preëminent amongst the excellent acts of the king ... was the
erection and institution of an Order or Society which we call Solomon’s
House; the noblest foundation, as we think, that ever was upon the earth,
and the lantern of this kingdom. It is dedicated to the study of the nature of
all things.”[65] Every twelve years this Order sends out to all parts of the
world “merchants of light”; men who remain abroad for twelve years,
gather information and suggestions in every field of art and science, and
then (the next expedition having brought men to replace them) return home
laden with books, instruments, inventions, and ideas. “Thus, you see, we
maintain a trade not for gold, silver or jewels; nor for silk; nor for spices;
nor for any other commodity or matter; but only for God’s first creation,
which was Light.”[66] Meanwhile at home there is a busy army filling many
laboratories, experimenting in zoölogy, medicine, dietetics, chemistry,
botany, physics, and other fields; there are, in addition to these men, “three

that collect the experiments in all the books; ... three that try new
experiments”; three that tabulate the results of the experimenters; “three
that look into the experiments of their fellows, and cast about how to draw
out of them things of use ... for man’s life; ... three that direct new
experiments”; three that from the results draw up “observations, axioms,
and aphorisms.”[67] “We imitate also the flights of birds; we have some
degree of flying in the air; we have ships and boats for going under
water.”[68] And the purpose of it all, he says, with fine Baconian ring, is “the
enlarging of the bounds of human empire, to the effecting of all things
possible.”[69]

VII

Scholasticism in Science
THIS is the voice of the Renaissance, speaking with some method to its
music. It is the voice of Erasmus rather than that of Luther; but it is the
voice of a larger and less class-bound vision than that which moved the
polite encomiast of folly. Such minds as were not lost in the religious
turmoil of the time responded to Bacon’s call for a new beginning; a “sense
of liberation, ... of new destinies, pulsates in that generation at Bacon’s
touch.”[70] Bacon says, and with justice, that he “rang the bell which called
the wits together.”[71] When, in 1660, a group of London savants formed the
Royal Society, it was from Bacon that they took their inspiration, and from
the “House of Solomon” part of their plan of organization. Diderot and
D’Alembert acknowledged the impetus given by their reading of Bacon to
the adventurous enterprise which completed and distributed the
Encyclopédie despite the prohibition of the king. To-day, after two hundred
years of Cartesian futility about mind and body and the problem of
knowledge, the Baconian emphasis on the socially-reconstructive function
of thought renews its power and appeal. The world returns to Socrates, to
Plato, and to Bacon.
But with some measure of wholesome disillusionment. These last two
centuries have told us that science, unaided, cannot solve our social
problem. We have invented, invented, invented, invented; and with what
result? The gap between class and class has so widened during these
inventive years that there are now not classes but castes. Social harmony is
a matter of brief interludes in a drama more violent than any ever mimicked

on the stage. Men trained and accomplished in science, like Prince
Kropotkin, abandon it on the score that it has turned its back on the purpose
that gave it vitality and worth.[72]
What is the purpose of science? What do scientists consider to be the
purpose of science? The laboratories are crowded with men who have no
inkling of any other than a purely material reconstruction as the function of
their growing knowledge. Specialization has so divided science that hardly
any sense of the whole survives. The ghosts of scholasticism—of a pursuit
of knowledge divorced from its social end—hover about the microscopes
and test-tubes of the scientific world; and the upshot of it all is that to them
who have, more is given. Let Bacon speak here: “There is another great and
powerful cause why the sciences have made but little progress, which is
this. It is not possible to run a course aright, when the goal itself has not
been rightly placed.”[73] Sciences with obvious social functions have
languished through lapse of all sense of direction, all feeling of focus;
psychology, for example, is but now reviving under the stimulus of men
who dared to “stir the earth a little about the roots of this science,”[74]
because they had perceived its purpose and meaning in the drama of
reconstruction. The blunt truth is that unless a scientist is also a philosopher,
with some capacity to see things sub specie totius,—unless he can come out
of his hole into the open,—he is not fit to direct his own research. “As no
perfect discovery can be made upon a flat or level, neither is it possible to
discover the more remote and deeper parts of any science, if you stand but
upon the level of the same science, and ascend not to a higher science.”[75]
Before it can be of real service to life, science must be enlightened by some
discrimination of values, some consideration and fitting together of human
ends: without philosophy as its eye piece, science is but the traditional child
who has taken apart the traditional watch, with none but the traditional
results.
There is more to this indictment. Science has been organized, though
very imperfectly, for research; it has been organized hardly at all for social
application and control. The notion that science can be used in conserving
the vital elements of order and at the same time facilitating experimental
and progressive change, is but beginning to walk about. Indeed, the
employment and direction of scientific ability in the business of
government is still looked upon as a doubtful procedure; to say that the
administration of municipal affairs, for example, is to be given over to men

trained in the social sciences rather than to men artful in trapping votes with
oratorical molasses, is still a venture into the loneliness of heresy. Again let
Bacon speak, who was administrator and philosopher in one. “It is wrong to
trust the natural body to empirics who commonly have a few receipts
whereon they rely, but who know neither the causes of the disease, nor the
constitution of patients, nor the danger of accidents, nor the true methods of
cure. And so it must needs be dangerous to have the civil body of states
managed by empirical statesmen, unless well mixed with others who are
grounded in learning. On the contrary it is almost without instance that any
government was unprosperous under learned governors.”[76]
Plato over again, you say. Yes; just as “Greek philosophy is the dough
with which modern philosophers have baked their bread, kneading it over
and over again,”[77] so this vital doctrine of the application of the best
available intelligence to the problem of social order and development must
be restated in every generation until at last the world may see its truth and
merit exemption from its repetition.

VIII

The Asiatics of Europe
BUT the place of Bacon in the continuum of history is hardly stated by
connecting him with Plato. Conceive of him rather as a new protagonist in
the long epic of intelligence; another blow struck in the seemingly endless
war between magic and science, between supernaturalism and naturalism,
between the spirit of worship and the spirit of control. Primitive man—and
he lives everywhere under the name of legion—looks out upon nature as
something to be feared and obeyed, something to be cajoled by ritual and
sacrifice and prayer. In ages of great social disorder, such as the millennium
inaugurated in Western Europe by the barbarian invasions, the primitive
elements in the mental make-up of men emerge through the falling cultural
surface; and cults rich in ritual and steeped in emotional luxury grow in
rank abundance. It is in the character of man to worship power: if he feels
the power without him more intensely than the power within, he worships
nature with a humble fear, and leans on magic and supernatural rewards; if
he feels the power within him more intensely than the power without, he
sees divinity in himself and other centres of remoulding activity, and thinks
not of worshipping and obeying nature, but of controlling and commanding

her. The second attitude comes, of course, with knowledge, and action that
expresses knowledge; it is quite human that nature should not be
worshipped once she has been known. A man is primitive, then, when he
worships nature and makes no effort to control her; he is mature when he
stops worshipping and begins to control,—when he understands that
“Nature is not a temple but a workshop,”[78] not a barrier to divinity, but the
raw material of Utopia.
Now the essence of Bacon is not the replacement of deduction by
induction, but the change of emphasis from worship to control. This
emphasis, once vivid in Plato but soon obscured by Oriental influence, is
one of the two dominant elements in modern thought (the other being the
puzzling over an artificial problem of knowledge); and unless the Baconian
element finally subordinates the Cartesian, the word modern must no longer
arrogate to itself a eulogistic connotation. Hence Bacon, and not Descartes,
is the initiator of modern philosophy; part initiator, at least, of that current
of thought which finds rebellious expression in the enlightenment of the
eighteenth-century, and comes to supremacy in the scientific victories of the
nineteenth. The vital sequence in modern philosophy is not Descartes,
Berkeley, Kant, Hegel, and Bergson (for these are the Asiatics of Europe),
but Bacon, Hobbes, Condorcet, Comte, Darwin, and James.[79]
The hope of the world is in this resolute spirit of control,—control of the
material without us, and of the passions within. Bit by bit, one is not afraid
to say, we shall make for ourselves a better world. Shall we not find a way
to eliminate disease, to control the increase of population, to find in plastic
organization a substitute for revolution? Shall we perhaps even succeed in
transmuting the lust for power over man into ambition to conquer the forces
that impede man? Shall we make men understand that there is more potency
of joy in the sense of having contributed to the power of men over nature
than in any personal triumph of one over another man?—more glory in a
conquest of bacteria than in all the martial victories that have ever spilled
human blood? Here is the beginning of real civilization, and the mark of
man. “The environment transforms the animal; man transforms the
environment.”[80] “Looking at the history of the world as a whole, the
tendency has been in Europe to subordinate nature to man; out of Europe, to
subordinate man to nature. Formerly the richest countries were those in
which nature was most bountiful; now the richest countries are those in
which man is most active.”[81] Control is the sign of maturity, the

achievement of Europe, the future of America. It is, one argues again, the
drama of history, this war between Asia and Europe, between nature and
man, between worship and control. Fundamentally it is the upward struggle
of intelligence: Plato is its voice, Zeno its passing exhaustion, Bacon its
resurrection. It was not an unopposed rebirth: there is still no telling
whether East or West will win. Surrounded by the backwash of Oriental
currents everywhere, the lover of the Baconian spirit needs constantly to
refresh himself at the fount of Bacon’s inexhaustible inspiration and
confidence. “I stake all,” he says, “on the victory of art over nature in the
race.” And one needs to hold ever before oneself Bacon’s favorite device: A
ship passing through the Pillars of Hercules out into the unknown sea, and
over it the words, Plus ultra.
More beyond!

CHAPTER IV

SPINOZA ON THE SOCIAL PROBLEM[82]

I

Hobbes
PASSING from Bacon to Spinoza we meet with Thomas Hobbes, a man
from whom Spinoza drew many of his ideas, though very little of his
inspiration. The social incidence of the greater part of Hobbes’s thinking
has long been recognized; he is not a figure over whom the biographer of
social thought finds much cause to quarrel. He is at once the materialist par
excellence of modern philosophy, and the most uncompromising
protagonist of the absolutist theory of the state. The individual, all compact
of pugnacity, was to Hobbes the bogey which the state, voracious of all
liberties, became two centuries later to Herbert Spencer. He had in acute
degree the philosopher’s natural appetite for order; and trembled at the
thought of initiatives not foreseen by his political geometry. He lived in the
midst of alarms: war stepped on the heels of war in what was very nearly a
real bellum omnium contra omnes. He lived in the midst of political
reaction: men were weary of Renaissance exuberance and Reformation
strife, and sank gladly into the open arms of the past. There could be no

end, thought Hobbes, to this turmoil of conflicting egos, individual and
national, until all groups and individuals knelt in absolute obedience to one
sovereign power.
But all this has been said before; we need but remind ourselves of it here
so that we may the better appreciate the vibrant sympathy for the individual
man, the generous defence of popular liberties, that fill with the glow of
subdued passion the pages of the gentle Spinoza.

II

The Spirit of Spinoza
YET Spinoza was not wanting in that timidity and that fear of unbridled
instinct which stood dictator over the social philosophy of Hobbes. He
knew as well as Hobbes the dangers of a democracy that could not
discipline itself. “Those who have had experience of how changeful the
temper of the people is, are almost in despair. For the populace is governed
not by reason but by emotion; it is headlong in everything, and easily
corrupted by avarice and luxury.”[83] And even more than Hobbes he
withdrew from the affairs of men and sought in the protection of a suburban
attic the peace and solitude which were the vital medium of his thought. He
found that sometimes at least, “truth hath a quiet breast.” “Se tu sarai solo,”
wrote Leonardo, “tu sarai tutto tuo.” And surely Goethe thought of Spinoza
when he said: “No one can produce anything important unless he isolate
himself.”
But this dread of the crowd was only a part of Spinoza’s nature, and not
the dominant part. His fear of men was lost in his boundless capacity for
affection; he tried so hard to understand men that he could not help but love
them. “I have labored carefully not to mock, lament, or execrate, but to
understand, human actions; and to this end I have looked upon passions ...
not as vices of human nature, but as properties just as pertinent to it as are
heat, cold, storm, thunder, and the like to the nature of the atmosphere.”[84]
Even the accidents of time and space were sinless to his view, and all the
world found room in the abundance of his heart. “Spinoza deified the All in
order to find peace in the face of it,” says Nietzsche:[85] but perhaps, too,
because all love is deification.

All in all, history shows no man more honest and independent; and the
history of philosophy shows no man so sincere, so far above quibbling and
dispute and the picking of petty flaws, so eager to receive the truth even
when brought by the enemy, so ready to forgive even persecution in the
depth and breadth of his tolerance. No man who suffered so much injustice
made so few complaints. He became great because he could merge his own
suffering in the suffering of all,—a mark of all deep men. “They who have
not suffered,” says Ibsen,—and, one might add, suffered with those they
saw suffer,—“never create; they only write books.”
Spinoza did not write much; the long-suffering are seldom long-winded.
A fragment On the Improvement of the Understanding; a brief volume on
religion and the state; the Ethics; and as he began to write the chapter on
democracy in the Political Treatise consumption conquered him. Bacteria
take no bribes.

III

Political Ethics
HAD he lived longer it would have dawned perhaps even on the German
historians that Spinoza’s basic interest was not in metaphysics so much as
in political ethics. The Ethics, because it is the most sustained flight of
reasoning in philosophy, has gathered round it all the associations that
throng about the name of Spinoza, so that one is apt to think of him in terms
of a mystical “pantheism” rather than of coördinative intelligence,
democracy, and free thought.[86] Höffding considers it a defect in Spinoza’s
philosophy that it takes so little notice of epistemology: but should we not
be grateful for that? Here are men suffering, said Spinoza, here are men
enslaved by passions and prelates and kings; surely till these things are
dealt with we have no time for epistemological delicacies. Instead of
increasing the world’s store of learned ignorance by writing tomes on the
possibility of a subject knowing an object, Spinoza thought it better to give
himself to the task of helping to keep alive in an age of tyrannical reaction
the Renaissance doctrine of popular sovereignty. Instead of puzzling
himself and others about epistemology he pondered the problem of
stimulating the growth of intelligence and evolving a rational ethic. He
thought that philosophy was something more than a chess-game for
professors.

There is no need to spend time and space here on what for Spinoza, as
for Socrates and Plato, was the problem of problems,—how human reason
could be developed to a point where it might replace supernatural sanctions
for social conduct and provide the medium of social reconstruction. One
point, however, may be profitably emphasized.
A careless reading of the Ethics may lead to the belief that Spinoza bases
his philosophy on a naïve opposition of reason to passion. It is not so. “A
desire cannot be restrained or removed,” says Spinoza, “except by an
opposite and stronger desire.”[87] Reason is not dictator to desire, it is a
relation among desires,—that relation which arises when experience has
hammered impulses into coördination. An impulse, passion or emotion is by
itself “a confused idea,” a blurred picture of the thing that is indeed desired.
Thought and impulse are not two kinds of mental process: thought is
impulse clarified by experience, impulse is thought in chaos.

IV

Is Man a Political Animal?
WHY is there a social problem? Is it because men are “bad”? Nonsense,
answers Spinoza: the terms “good” and “bad,” as conveying moral approval
and disapproval, are philosophically out of court; they mean nothing except
that “each of us wishes all men to live according to his desire,” and
consoles himself for their non-complaisance by making moral phrases.
There is a social problem, says Spinoza, because men are not naturally
social. This does not mean that there are no social tendencies in the native
human constitution; it does mean that these tendencies are but a sorry
fraction of man’s original nature, and do not avail to chain the “ape and
tiger” hiding under his extremely civilized shirt. Man is a “political
animal”; but he is also an animal. We must approach the social problem
through a very respectful consideration of the ape and tiger; we must follow
Hobbes and inquire into “the natural condition of man.”
“In the state of nature every man lives as he wishes,”[88]—he is not
pestered with police regulations and aldermanic ordinances. He “may do
whatever he can: his rights extend to the utmost limits of his powers.”[89]
He may fight, hate, deceive, exploit, to his heart’s desire; and he does. We
moderns smile at the “natural man” as a myth, and think our forbears were

social ab initio. But be it remembered that by “social” Spinoza implies no
mere preference of society to solitude, but a subordination of individual
caprice to more or less tacit communal regulation. And Spinoza considers it
useful, if we are going to talk about “human nature in politics,” to ask
whether man naturally submits to regulation or naturally rebels against it.
When he wrote of a primitive non-social human condition he wrote as a
psychologist inferring the past rather than as an historian revealing it. He
observed man, kindly yet keenly; he saw that “everyone desires to keep
down his fellow-men by all possible means, and when he prevails, boasts
more of the injuries he has done to others than of the advantage he has won
for himself”;[90] and he concluded that if we could trace human history to
its sources we should find a creature—call him human or pre-human—
willing, perhaps glad, to have the company of his like, but still unattracted
and unhampered by social organization.
We like to laugh at the simple anthropology of Spinoza and Rousseau;
but the laugh should be turned upon us when we suppose that the historical
motif played any but a very minor part in the discussion of the natural state
of man. History was not the point at all: these men were not interested in
the past so much as in the possibilities of the future. That is why the
eighteenth century was so largely their creation. When a man is interested
in the past he writes history; when he is interested in the future he makes it.
The point to be borne in mind, Spinoza urges, is that we are still
essentially unsocialized; the instinct to acquire possession and power, if
necessary by oppression and exploitation, is still stronger than the
disposition to share, to be tolerant of disagreement, and to work in mutual
aid. The “natural man” is not a myth, he is the solid reality that struts about
dressed in a little brief civilization. “Religion teaches that each man should
love his neighbor as himself, and defend the rights of others as earnestly as
he would his own. Yet this conviction has very little influence over man’s
emotions. It is no doubt of some account in the hour of death, for then
disease has weakened the emotions, and the man lies helpless. And the
principle is assented to in church, for there men have no dealings with one
another. But in the mart or the court it has little or no effect, though that is
just where the need for it is greatest.”[91] He still “does everything for the
sake of his own profit”;[92] nor will even the unlimited future change him in
that, for it is his very essence. His happiness is in the pursuit of his profit,
his supreme joy is in the increase of his power. And a social order built

upon any other basis than this exuberant egoism of man will be as lasting,
in the eye of history, as a name that is writ in water.

V

What the Social Problem Is
BUT what if it is a good basis? What if “the foundation of virtue is the
endeavor to preserve one’s own being” to the uttermost?[93] What if there is
a way in which, without any hypocritical mystification, this self-seeking,
while still remaining self-seeking, may become coöperation?
Spinoza’s answer is not startling: it is the Socratic answer, issuing from a
profound psychological analysis. Given the liberation and development of
intelligence, and the discordant strife of egos will yield undreamed-of
harmonies. Men are so made, they are so compact of passion and obscurity,
that they will not let one another be free; how can that be changed?
Deception has been tried, and has succeeded only temporarily if at all.
Compulsion has been tried; but compulsion is a negative force, it makes for
inhibition rather than inspiration. It is a necessary evil; but hardly the last
word of constructive social thinking. There is something more in a man
than his capacity for fear, there is some other way of appealing to him than
the way of threats; there is his hunger and thirst to know and understand
and develop. Think of the untouched resources of this human desire for
mental enlargement; think of the millions who almost starve that they may
learn. Is that the force that is to build the future and fashion the city of our
dreams? Here are men torn with impulses, shaken by mutual interference; is
it conceivable that they would be so deeply torn and shaken if that hunger
of theirs for knowledge—knowledge of themselves, too,—were met with
generous opportunity? Men long to be reasonable; they know, even the least
of them, that under the tyranny of impulse there is no ultimately fruitful
life; what is there that they would not give for the power to see things
clearly and be captains of their souls? Here if anywhere is an opportunity
for such statesmanship as does not often grace the courts of emperors and
kings!
How we can come to know ourselves, our inmost nature, how we can
through this knowledge achieve coördination and our real desires,—that is
for Spinoza the heart of the social problem. The source of man’s strength is

that he can know his weakness. If he can but find himself out, then he can
change himself. “A passion ceases to be a passion as soon as we form a
clear and distinct idea of it.”[94] When a passion is tracked to its lair and
confronted with its futile partiality, its sting is drawn, it can hurt us no
more; it may coöperate but it may no longer rule. It is seen to be
“inadequate,” to express but a fragment of us, and so seen it sinks into its
place in the hierarchy of desires. “And in proportion as we know our
emotions better, the more are they susceptible to control.”[95] Passion is
passivity; control is power. Knowledge brings control, and control brings
freedom; freedom is not a gift, it is a victory. Knowledge, control, freedom,
power, virtue: these are all one thing. Before the “empire of man over
nature” must come the empire of man over himself, must come
coördination. Achievement is born of clear vision and unified intent, not of
actions that are but bubbles on the muddy rapids of desire.

VI

Free Speech
“Before all things, a means must be devised for improving and clarifying
the understanding.”[96] “Since there is no single thing we know which is
more excellent than a man who is guided by reason, it follows that there is
nothing by which a person can better show how much skill and talent he
possesses than by so educating men that at last they will live under the
direct authority of reason.”[97] But how?
First of all, says Spinoza, thought must be absolutely free: we must have
the possible profit of even the most dangerous heresies. If that proposition
appear a trifle trite, let it be remembered that Spinoza wrote at a time when
Galileo’s broken-hearted retraction was still fresh in men’s memories, and
when Descartes was modifying his philosophy to soothe the Jesuits. The
chapter on freedom of thought is really the pivotal point and raison d’être
of the Tractatus Theologico-politicus; and it is still rich in encouragement
and inspiration. Perhaps there is nothing else in Spinoza’s writings that is so
typical at once of his gentleness and of his strength.
Free speech should be granted, Spinoza argues, because it must be
granted. Men may conceal real beliefs, but these same beliefs will
inevitably influence their behavior; a belief is not that which is spoken, it is

that which is done. A law against free speech is subversive of law itself, for
it invites derision from the conscientious. “All laws which can be broken
without any injury to another are counted but a laughing-stock.”[98] It is
useless for the state to command “such things as are abhorrent to human
nature.” “Men in general are so constituted that there is nothing they will
endure with so little patience as that views which they believe to be true
should be counted crimes against the law.... Under such circumstances men
do not think it disgraceful, but most honorable, to hold the laws in
abhorrence, and to refrain from no action against the government.”[99]
Where men are not permitted to criticise their rulers in public, they will plot
against them in private. There is no religious enthusiasm stronger than that
with which laws are broken by those whose liberty has been suppressed.
Spinoza goes further. Thought must be liberated not only from legal
restrictions but from indirect and even unintentional compulsion as well.
Spinoza feels very strongly the danger to freedom, that is involved in the
organization of education by the state. “Academies that are founded at the
public expense are instituted not so much to cultivate men’s natural abilities
as to restrain them. But in a free commonwealth arts and sciences will be
best cultivated to the full if everyone that asks leave is allowed to teach in
public, at his own cost and risk.”[100] He would have preferred such “free
lances” as the Sophists to the state universities of the American Middle
West. He did not suggest means of avoiding the apparent alternative of
universities subsidized by the rich. It is a problem that has still to be solved.
In demanding absolute freedom of speech Spinoza touches the bases of
state organization. Nothing is so dangerous and yet so necessary; for
ignorance is the mother of authority. The defenders of free speech have
never yet met the contention of such men as Hobbes, that freedom of
thought is subversive of established government. The reason is only this,
that the contention is probably true, so far as most established governments
go. Absolute liberty of speech is assuredly destructive of despotism, no
matter how constitutional the despotism may be; and those who have at
heart the interests of any such government may be forgiven for hesitating to
applaud Spinoza. Freedom of speech makes for social vitality, certainly;
without it, indeed, the avenues of mental and social development would be
blocked, and life hardly worth living. But freedom of speech cannot be said
to make for social stability and permanence, unless the social organization
in question invites criticism and includes some mechanism for profiting by

it. Where democracy is real, or is on the way to becoming real, free speech
will help, not harm, the state; for there is no man so loyal as the man who
knows that he may criticise his government freely and to some account. But
where there is the autocracy of a person or a class, freedom of speech
makes for dissolution,—dissolution, however, not of the society so much as
of the government. The Bourbons are gone, but France remains. Nay, if the
Bourbons had remained, France might be gone.
But to argue to-day for freedom of speech is to invite the charge of
emphasizing the obvious. It may be wholesome to remind ourselves, by a
few examples, that however universal the theory of free speech may be, the
practice is still rather sporadic. An American professor is dismissed because
he thinks there is a plethora of unearned income in his country; an English
publicist is reported to have been refused “permission” to fill lecture
engagements in America because he had not been sufficiently patriotic; and
one of the most prominent of living philosophers loses his chair because he
supposes that conscience has rights against cabinets. But indeed our
governing bodies are harmless offenders here in comparison with the people
themselves. The last lesson which men and women will learn is the lesson
of free thought and free speech. The most famous of living dramatists finds
himself unsafe in London streets, because he has dared to criticise his
government; the most able of living novelists finds it convenient to leave
Paris because there are still some Germans whom he does not hate; and an
American community full of constitutional lawyers shows its love of “law
and order” by stoning a group of boys bent on expounding the desirability
of syndicalism.
Perhaps the world has need of many Spinozas still.

VII

Virtue as Power
FREEDOM of expression is the corner-stone of Spinoza’s politics; the
postulate without which he refuses to proceed. But Spinoza does not have to
be told that this question of free speech precipitates him into the larger
problems of “the individual vs. the state”; he knows that that problem is the
very raison d’être of political philosophy; he knows that indeed the

problem goes to the core of philosophy, and finds its source and crux in the
complex socio-egoistical make-up of the individual man.
The “God-intoxicated” Spinoza is quite sober and disillusioned about the
social possibilities of altruism. “It is a universal law of human nature that
no one ever neglects anything which he judges to be good, except with the
hope of gaining a greater good.”[101] “This is as necessarily true as that the
whole is greater than its part.”[102] This confident reduction of human
conduct to self-reference does not for Spinoza involve any condemnation:
“reason, since it asks for nothing that is opposed to nature, demands that
every person should ... seek his own profit.”[103] Observe, reason demands
this; this same self-seeking is the most valuable and necessary item in the
composition of man. Spinoza, as said, goes so far as to identify this self-
seeking with virtue: “to act absolutely in conformity with virtue is, in us,
nothing but to act, live, and preserve our being (these three have the same
meaning) as reason directs, from the ground of seeking our own profit.”[104]
This is a brave rejection of self-renunciation and asceticism by one whose
nature, so far as we can judge it now, inclined him very strongly in the
direction of these “virtues.” What we have to do, says Spinoza, is not to
deny the self, but to broaden it; here again, of course, intelligence is the
mother of morals. Progress lies not in self-reduction but in self-expansion.
Progress is increase in virtue, but “by virtue and power I understand the
same thing”;[105] progress is an increase in the ability of men to achieve
their ends. It is part of our mental confectionery to define progress in terms
of our own ends; a nation is “backward” or “forward” according as it moves
towards or away from our own ideals. But that, says Spinoza, is naïve
nonsense; a nation is progressive or backward according as its citizens are
or are not developing greater power to realize their own purposes. That is a
doctrine that may have “dangerous” implications, but intelligence will face
the implications and the facts, ready not to suppress them but to turn them
to account.
It was the passion for power that led to the first social groupings and
developed the social instincts. Our varied sympathies, our parental and filial
impulses, our heroisms and generosities, all go back to social habits born of
individual needs. “Since fear of solitude exists in all men, because no one in
solitude is strong enough to defend himself and procure the necessaries of
life, it follows that men by nature tend towards social organization.”[106]
“Let satirists scoff at human affairs as much as they please, let theologians

denounce them, and let the melancholy, despising men and admiring brutes,
praise as much as they can a life rude and without refinement,—men will
nevertheless find out that by mutual help they can much more easily
procure the things they need, and that it is only by their united strength that
they can avoid the dangers which everywhere threaten them.”[107] Nihil
homine homini utilius. Men discover that they are useful to one another, and
that mutual profit from social organization increases as intelligence grows.
In a “state of nature”—that is, before social organization—each man has a
“natural right” to do all that he is strong enough to do; in society he yields
part of this sovereignty to the communal organization, because he finds that
this concession, universalized, increases his strength. The fear of solitude,
and not any positive love of fellowship, is the prime force in the origin of
society. Man does not join in social organization because he has social
instincts; he develops such instincts as the result of joining in such
organization.

VIII

Freedom and Order
EVEN to-day the social instincts are not strong enough to prevent
unsocial behavior. “Men are not born fit for citizenship, but must be made
so.”[108] Hence custom and law. Each man, in his sober moments, desires
such social arrangements as will protect him from aggression and
interference. “There is no one who does not wish to live, so far as possible,
in security and without fear; and this cannot possibly happen so long as
each man is allowed to do as he pleases.”[109] “That men who are
necessarily subject to passions, and are inconstant and changeable, may be
able to live together in security, and to trust one another’s fidelity,”—that is
the purpose of law.[110] Ideally, the state is to the individual what reason is
to passion.[111] Law protects a man not only from the passions of others, but
from his own; it is a help to delayed response. How to frame laws so that
the greatest possible number of men may find their own security and
fulfilment in allegiance to the law,—that is the problem of the statesman.
Law implies force, but so does life, so does nature; indeed, the punishments
decreed by “man-made” states are usually milder than those which in a
“state of nature” would be the natural consequents of most interferences;
not seldom the law—as when it prevents lynching—protects an aggressor

from the natural results of his act. Force is the essence of law; hence
international law will not really be law until nations are coördinated into a
larger group possessed of the instrumentalities of compulsion.[112]
It is clear that Spinoza has the philosophic love of order. “Whatever
conduces to human harmony and fellowship is good; whatever brings
discord into the state is evil.”[113] But discord, one must repeat, is often the
prelude to a greater harmony; development implies variation, and all
variation is a discord except to ears that hear the future. The social sanction
of liberty lies of course in the potential value of variations; without that
vision of new social possibilities which is suggested by variations from the
norm a people perishes. Spinoza does not see this; but there is a fine
passage in the Tractatus Politicus[114] which shows him responsive to the
ideal of liberty as well as to that of order: “The last end of the state is not to
dominate men, nor to restrain them by fear; rather it is so to free each man
from fear that he may live and act with full security and without injury to
himself or his neighbor. The end of the state is, I repeat, not to make
rational beings into brute beasts or machines. It is to enable their bodies and
their minds to function safely. It is to lead men to live by, and to exercise, a
free reason, that they may not waste their strength in hatred, anger, and
guile, not act unfairly toward one another. Thus the end of the state is really
liberty.”
So it is that Spinoza takes sharp issue with Hobbes and exalts freedom,
decentralization, and democracy, where Hobbes, starting with almost
identical premises, concludes to a centralized despotism of body and soul.
This does not mean that Spinoza had no eye for the defects of democracy.
“Experience is supposed to teach that it makes for peace and concord when
all authority is conferred upon one man. For no political order has stood so
long without notable change as that of the Turks, while none have been so
short-lived, nay, so vexed by seditions, as popular or democratic states. But
if slavery, barbarism, and desolation are to be called peace, then peace is the
worst misfortune that can befall a state. It is true that quarrels are wont to be
sharper and more frequent between parents and children than between
masters and slaves; yet it advances not the art of home life to change a
father’s right into a right of property, and count his children as only his
slaves. Slavery, then, and not peace, comes from the giving of all power to
one man. For peace consists not in the absence of war, but in a union and
harmony of men’s souls.”[115]

No; better the insecurity of freedom than the security of bondage. Better
the dangers that come of the ignorance of majorities than those that flow
from the concentration of power in the hands of an inevitably self-seeking
minority. Even secret diplomacy is worse than the risks of publicity. “It has
been the one song of those who thirst after absolute power that the interest
of the state requires that its affairs be conducted in secret.... But the more
such arguments disguise themselves under the mask of public welfare the
more oppressive is the slavery to which they will lead.... Better that right
counsels be known to enemies, than that the evil secrets of tyrants should be
concealed from the citizens. They who can treat secretly of the affairs of a
nation have it absolutely under their authority; and as they plot against the
enemy in time of war, so do they against the citizens in time of peace.... It is
folly to choose to avoid a small loss by means of the greatest of evils.”[116]
This is but one of many passages in Spinoza that startle the reader with
their present applicability and value. There is in the same treatise a plan for
an unpaid citizen soldiery, much like the scheme adopted in Switzerland;
there is a plea against centralization and for the development of municipal
pride by home rule and responsibility; there is a warning against the danger
to democracy involved in the territorial expansion of states; and there is a
plan for the state ownership of all land, the rental from this to supply all
revenue in time of peace. But let us pass to a more characteristic feature of
Spinoza’s political theory, and consider with him the function of
intelligence in the state.

IX

Democracy and Intelligence
“There is no single thing in nature which is more profitable to man than
a man who lives according to the guidance of reason.”[117] Such a man, to
begin with, has made his peace with the inevitable, and accepts with good
cheer the necessary limitations of social life. He has a genial sense of
human imperfections, and does not cushion himself upon Utopia. He
pursues his own ends but with some perspective of their social bearings;
and he is confident that “when each man seeks that which is [really]
profitable to himself, then are men most profitable to one another.”[118] He
knows that the ends of other men will often conflict with his; but he will not
for that cause make moral phrases at them. He feels the tragedy of isolated

purposes, and knows the worth of coöperation. As he comes to understand
the intricate bonds between himself and his fellows he finds ever more
satisfaction in purposes that overflow the narrow margins of his own
material advantage; until at last he learns to desire nothing for himself
without desiring an equivalent for others.[119]
Given such men, democracy follows; such democracy, too, as will be a
fulfilment and not a snare. Given such men, penal codes will interest only
the antiquarian. Given such men, a society will know the full measure of
civic allegiance and communal stability and development. How make such
men? By revivals? By the gentle anæsthesia of heaven and the cheap
penology of hell? By memorizing catechisms and commandments? By
appealing like Comte, to the heart, and trusting to the eternal feminine to
lead us ever onward? (Onward whither?) Or by spreading the means of
intelligence?
It is at this point that the social philosophy of Spinoza, like that of
Socrates, betrays its weaker side. How is intelligence to be spread? Perhaps
it is too much to ask the philosopher this question; he may feel that he has
done enough if he has made clear what it is which will most help us to
achieve our ends. Spinoza, after all, was not the kind of man who could be
expected to enter into practical problems; his soul was filled with the vision
of the eternal laws and had no room for the passing expediencies of action.
His devotional geometry was a typical Jewish performance; there is
something in the emotional make-up of the Jew which makes him slide very
easily into the attitude of worship, as contrasted with the Græco-Roman
emphasis on intellect and control. All pantheism tends to quietism; to see
things sub specie eternitatis may very well pass from the attitude of the
scientist to the attitude of the mystic who has no interest in temporal affairs.
It is the task of philosophy to study the eternal and universal not for its own
sake but for its worth in directing us through the maze of temporal
particulars; the philosopher must be like the mariner who guides himself
through space and time by gazing at the everlasting stars. It is wholesome
that the history of philosophy should begin with Thales; so that all who
come to the history of philosophy may learn, at the door of their subject,
that though stars are beautiful, wells are deep.

X

The Legacy of Spinoza
BUT to leave the matter thus would be to lose a part of the truth in the
glare of one’s brilliance. We have to recognize that though Spinoza stopped
short (or rather was cut short) at merely a statement of the prime need of all
democracies,—intelligence,—he was nevertheless the inspiration of men
who carried his beginning more nearly to a practical issue. To Spinoza,
through Voltaire and the English deists, one may trace not a few of the
thought-currents which carried away the foundations of ecclesiastical
power, civil and intellectual, in eighteenth-century France, and left the
middle class conscience-free to engineer a revolution. It was from Spinoza
chiefly that Rousseau derived his ideas of popular sovereignty, of the
general will, of the right of revolution, of the legitimacy of the force that
makes men free, and of the ideal state as that in which all the citizens form
an assembly with final power.[120] The French Declaration of Rights and the
American Declaration of Independence go back in part to the forgotten
treatises of the quiet philosopher of Amsterdam. To have initiated or
accelerated such currents of thought—theoretical in their origin but
extremely practical in their issue—is thereby once for all to have put one’s
self above the reach of mere fault-finding. One wonders again, as so many
have wondered, what would have been the extent of this man’s achievement
had he not died at the age of forty-four. When Spinoza’s pious landlady
returned from church on the morning of February 21, 1677, and found her
gentle philosopher dead, she stood in the presence of one of the great silent
tragedies of human history.

CHAPTER V

NIETZSCHE

I

From Spinoza to Nietzsche
LET us dare to compress within a page or two the social aspect of
philosophical thought from Spinoza to Nietzsche. Without forgetting that
our purpose is to show the social problem as the dominant interest of only
many, not all, of the greater philosophers, we may yet risk the assertion that

the majority of the men who formed the epistemological tradition from
Descartes to Kant were at heart concerned less with the problem of
knowledge than with that of social relations. Descartes slips through this
generalization; he is a man of leisure lost in the maze of a puzzle which he
has not discovered so much as he has unconsciously constructed it. In
Locke’s hands the puzzle is distorted into the question of “innate ideas,” in
order that under cover of an innocent epistemological excursion a blow may
be struck at hereditary prejudices and authoritarian teaching, and the way
made straight for the advance of popular sovereignty (as against the
absolutism of Hobbes), free speech, reasonable religion, and social
amelioration. The dominance of the social interest is not so easily shown in
the case of Leibniz; but let it be remembered none the less that
epistemology was but an aside in the varied drama of Leibniz’ life, and that
his head was dizzy with schemes for the betterment of this “best of all
possible worlds.” Bishop Berkeley begins with esse est percipi and ends
with tar-water as the solution of all problems. David Hume, in the midst of
a life busied with politics and the discussion of social, political, and
economic problems, spares a year or two for epistemology, only to use it as
a handle whereby to deal a blow to dogma; he “was more damaging to
religion than Voltaire, but was ingenious enough not to get the credit for
it.”[121] The social incidence of philosophy in eighteenth-century France
was so decided that one might describe that philosophy as part of the
explosive with which the middle class undermined the status quo. This
social emphasis continues in Comte, who cannot forget that he was once the
secretary of St. Simon, and will not let us forget that the function of the
philosopher is to coördinate experience with a view to the remoulding of
human life. John Stuart Mill is radical first and logician afterward; and the
more lasting as well as the more interesting element in Spencer is the
sociological, educational, and political theory. In Kant the basic social
interest is buried under epistemological cobwebs; yet not so choked but that
it finds very resolute voice at last. The essence of the matter here is the
return of the prodigal, the relapse of a once adventurous soul into the
comfort of religious and political absolutes, categorical—and Potsdam—
imperatives. Here is “dogmatic slumber” overcome only to yield to the
torpor and abêtisement of “practical reason”; here is no “Copernican
revolution” but a stealthy attempt to recover an anthropocentricism lost in
the glare of the Enlightenment. It dawns on us that the importance of

German philosophy is not metaphysical, nor epistemological, but political;
the vital remnant of Kant to-day is to be found not in our overflowing
Mississippi of Kantiana, but in the German notion of obedience.[122] Fichte
reënforces this notion of unquestioning obedience with the doctrine of state
socialism: he begins by tending geese, and ends by writing philosophy for
them. So with Hegel: he starts out buoyantly with the proposition that
revolution is the heart of history, and ends by discovering that the King of
Prussia is God in disguise. In Schopenhauer the bubble bursts; a millennium
of self-deception ends at last in exhaustion and despair. Every Hildebrand
has his Voltaire, and every Voltaire his Schopenhauer.

II

Biographical
“In future,” Nietzsche once wrote, “let no one concern himself about me,
but only about the things for which I lived.” We must make this
biographical note brief.
Nietzsche was born in Röcken, Germany, 1844, the son of a “noble
young parson.” He was brought up in strict piety, and prepared himself to
enter the ministry; even at boarding-school he was called “the little
minister,” and made people cry by his recitations from the Bible. We have
pictures of him which show him in all his boyish seriousness; it is evident
that he is of a deeply religious nature, and therefore doomed to heresy. At
eighteen he discovers that he has begun to doubt the traditional creed.
“When I examine my own thoughts,” he writes, “and hearken into my own
soul, I often feel as if I heard the buzzing and roaring of wild-contending
parties.”[123] At twenty-one, while studying in the University of Leipzig, he
discovers the philosophy of Schopenhauer; he reads all hungrily, feeling
here a kindred youth; “the need of knowing myself, even of gnawing at
myself, forcibly seized upon me.”[124] He is ripe for pessimism, having both
religion and a bad stomach. Because of his defective eyesight he is barred
from military service; in 1870 he burns with patriotic fever, and at last is
allowed to join the army as a nurse; but he is almost overcome at sight of
the sick and wounded, and himself falls ill with dysentery and dyspepsia. In
this same year he sees a troop of cavalry pass through a town in stately
gallop and array; his weakened frame thrills with the sight of this strength:
“I felt for the first time that the strongest and highest Will to Life does not

find expression in a miserable struggle for existence, but in a Will to War, a
Will to Power, a Will to Overpower!”[125] Nevertheless, he settles down to a
quietly ascetic life as professor of philology at the University of Basle. But
there is adventure in him; and in his first book[126] he slips from the prose
of philology into an almost lyrical philosophy. Illness finds voice here in the
eulogy of health; weakness in the deification of strength; melancholy in the
praise of “Dionysian joy”; loneliness in the exaltation of friendship. He has
a friend—Wagner—the once romantic rebel of revolution’s barricades; but
this friend too is taken from him, with slowly painful breaking of bond after
bond. For Wagner, the strong, the overbearing, the ruthless, is coming to a
philosophy of Christian sympathy and gentleness; qualities that cannot
seem divine to Nietzsche, because they are long-familiar elements in his
own character. “What I am not,” he says, most truthfully, “that for me is
God and virtue.”[127] And so he stands at last alone, borne up solely by the
exhilaration of creative thought. He has acquaintances, but he puts up with
them “simply, like a patient animal”; “not one has the faintest inkling of my
task.” And he suffers terribly “through this absence of sympathy and
understanding.”[128]
He leaves even these acquaintances, and abandons his work at Basle;
broken in health he finds his way hopefully to the kindlier climate of Italy.
Doctor after doctor prescribes for him, one prescription reading, “a nice
Italian sweetheart.” He longs for the comradeship, but dreads the friction, of
marriage. “It seems to me absurd,” he writes, “that one who has chosen for
his sphere ... the assessment of existence as a whole, should burden himself
with the cares of a family, with winning bread, security, and social position
for wife and children.” He does not hesitate to conclude that “where the
highest philosophical thinking is concerned all married men are
suspect.”[129] Nevertheless he wanders humanly into something very like a
love-affair; he is almost shattered with rapid disillusionment, and takes
refuge in philosophy. “Every misunderstanding,” he tells himself, “has
made me freer. I want less and less from humanity, and can give it more and
more. The severance of every individual tie is hard to bear; but in each case
a wing grows in its place.”[130] And yet the need of comradeship is still
there, like a gnawing hunger: many years later he catches a passing smile
from a beautiful young woman, whom he has never seen before; and
“suddenly my lonely philosopher’s heart grew warm within me.”[131] But
she walks off without seeing him, and they never meet again.

The simple Italians who rent him his attic room in Genoa understand
him better perhaps than he can be understood by more pretentious folk.
They know his greatness, though they cannot classify it. The children of his
landlady call him “Il Santo”; and the market-women keep their choicest
grapes for the bent philosopher who, it is whispered, writes bitterly about
women and “the superfluous.” But what they know for certain is that he is a
man of exceeding gentleness and purity, that he is the very soul of chivalry;
“stories are still told of his politeness towards women to whom no one else
showed any kindness.”[132] Let him write what he pleases, so long as he is
what he is.
He lives simply, almost in poverty. “His little room,” writes a visitor, “is
bare and cheerless. It has evidently been selected for cheapness rather than
for comfort. No carpet, not even a stove. I found it fearfully cold.”[133] His
publisher has made no profit on his books; they are too sharply opposed to
the “spirit of the age”; hence the title he gives to two of his volumes:
Unzeitgemässe Betrachtungen,—Thoughts Out of Season. There is no
money, he is now informed, in such untimely volumes; hereafter he must
publish his books at his own cost. He does, stinting himself severely to meet
the new expense; his greatest books see the light in this way.[134]
He works hard, knowing that his shaken frame has but short lease of life;
and he comes to love his painful solitude as a gift. “I can’t help seeing an
enemy in any one who breaks in upon my working summer.... The idea that
any person should intrude upon the web of thought which I am spinning
around me, is simply appalling. I have no more time to lose—unless I am
stingy with my precious half-hours I shall have a bad conscience.”[135]
Half-hours; his eyes will not work for more than thirty minutes at a time.
He feels that only to him to whom time is holy does time bring reward. “He
is fully convinced,” an acquaintance writes of him, “about his mission and
his permanent importance. In this belief he is strong and great; it elevates
him above all misfortune.”[136] He speaks of his Thus Spake Zarathustra in
terms of almost conscious exaggeration: “It is a book,” he says, “that stands
alone. Do not let us mention the poets in the same breath; nothing perhaps
has ever been produced out of such a superabundance of strength.”[137] He
does not know that it is his illness and his hunger for appreciation that have
demanded this self-laudation as restorative and nourishment. He predicts,
rightly enough, that he will not begin to get his due meed of appreciation till

1901.[138] His “unmasking of Christian morality,” he says, “is an event
unequalled in history.”[139]
All this man’s energy is in his brain; he oozes ideas at every pore. He
crowds into a sentence the material of a chapter; and every aphorism is a
mountain-peak. He dares to say that which others dare only to think: and we
call him witty because truth tabooed is the soul of wit. Every page bears the
imprint of the passion and the pain that gave it birth. “I am not a man,” he
says, “I am dynamite”; he writes like a man who feels error after error
exploding at his touch; and he defines a philosopher as “a terrible explosive
in the presence of which everything is in danger.”[140] “There are more idols
than realities in the world; and I have an ‘evil eye’ for idols.”[141]
What is this philosophy which seemed to its creator more important than
even the mightiest events of the past? How shall we compress it without
distorting it, as it has been distorted by so many of its lovers and its haters?
Let us ask the man himself to speak to us; let us see if we cannot put the
matter in his own words, ourselves but supplying, so to speak, connective
tissue. That done, we shall understand the man better, and ourselves, and
perhaps our social problem.

III

Exposition
1

Morality as Impotence

From a biological standpoint the phenomenon morality is of a highly
suspicious nature.[142] Cui bono?—Whom shall we suspect of profiting by
this institution? Is it a mode of enhancing life?—Does it make men stronger
and more perfect?—or does it make for deterioration and decay? It is
obvious that up to the present, morality has not been a problem at all; it has
rather been the very ground on which people have met after all distrust,
dissension, and contradiction, the hallowed place of peace, where thinkers
could obtain rest even from themselves.[143] But what if morality be the
greatest of all the stumbling-blocks in the way of human self-betterment? Is
it possible that morality itself is the social problem, and that the solution of

that problem lies in the judicious abolition of morality? It is a view for
which something can be said.
You have heard that morality is a means used by the strong to control the
weak. And it is true: just consider the conversion of Constantine. But to stop
here is to let half the truth be passed off on you as the whole; and half a
truth is half a lie. Much more true is it that morality is a means used by the
weak to control the strong, the chain which weakness softly lays upon the
feet of strength. The whole of the morality of Europe is based upon the
values which are useful to the herd.[144] Every one’s desire is that there
should be no other teaching and valuation of things than those by means of
which he himself succeeds. Thus the fundamental tendency of the weak and
mediocre of all times has been to enfeeble the strong and to reduce them to
the level of the weak; their chief weapon in this process was the moral
principle.[145] Good is every one who does not oppress, who hurts no one,
attacks no one, does not take vengeance but hands over vengeance to God;
who goes out of the way of evil, and demands little from life; like
ourselves, patient, meek, just. Good is to do nothing for which we are not
strong enough.[146] Zarathustra laughed many times over the weaklings who
thought themselves good because they had lame paws![147] Obedience,
subordination, submission, devotion, love, the pride of duty; fatalism,
resignation, objectivity, stoicism, asceticism, self-denial; in short, anemia:
these are the virtues which the herd would have all men cultivate,—
particularly the strong men.[148] And the deification of Jesus,—that is to say
of meekness,—what was it but another attempt to lull the strong to sleep?
2

Democracy

See, now, how nearly that attempt has succeeded. For is not democracy,
if not victorious, at least on the road to victory to-day? And what is the
democratic movement but the inheritor of Christianity?[149] Not the
Christianity of the great popes; they knew better, and were building a
splendid aristocracy when Luther spoiled it all by letting loose the levelling
instincts of the herd.[150] The instinct of the herd is in favor of the leveller
(Christ).[151] I very much fear that the first Christian is in his deepest
instincts a rebel against everything privileged; he lives and struggles
unremittingly for “equal rights.”[152] It is by Christianity, more than by

anything else, that the poison of this doctrine of “equal rights” has been
spread abroad. And do not let us underestimate the fatal influence!
Nowadays no one has the courage of special rights, of rights of dominion.
The aristocratic attitude of mind has been most thoroughly undermined by
the lie of the equality of souls.[153]
But is not this the greatest of all lies—the “equality of men”? That is to
say, the dominion of the inferior. Is it not the most threadbare and
discredited of ideas? Democracy represents the disbelief in all great men
and select classes; everybody equals everybody else; “at bottom we are all
herd.” There is no welcome for the genius here; the more promising for the
future the modern individual happens to be, the more suffering falls to his
lot.[154] If the rise of great and rare men had been made dependent upon the
voices of the multitude, there never would have been any such thing as a
great man. The herd regards the exception, whether it be above or beneath
its general level, as something antagonistic and dangerous. Their trick in
dealing with the exceptions above them—the strong, the mighty, the wise,
the fruitful—is to persuade them to become their head-servants.[155]
But the torture of the exceptional soul is only part of the villainy of
democracies. The other part is chaos. Voltaire was right: “Quand la
populace se mêle de raisonner, tout est perdu.” Democracy is an aristocracy
of orators, a competition in headlines, a maelstrom of ever new majorities, a
torrent of petty factions sweeping on to ruin. Under democracy the state
will decay, for the instability of legislation will leave little respect for law,
until finally even the policeman will have to be replaced by private
enterprise.[156] Democracy has always been the death-agony of the power of
organization:[157] remember Athens, and look at England. Within fifty years
these Babel governments will clash in a gigantic war for the control of the
markets of the world; and when that war comes, England will pay the
penalty for the democratic inefficiency of its dominant muddle-class.[158]
This wave of democracy will recede, and recede quickly, if men of
ability will only oppose it openly. It is necessary for higher men to declare
war on the masses. In all directions mediocre people are joining hands in
order to make themselves master. The middle classes must be dissolved,
and their influence decreased;[159] there must be no more intermarrying of
aristocracy with plutocracy; this democratic folly would never have come at
all had not the master-classes allowed their blood to be mingled with that of
slaves.[160] Let us fight parliamentary government and the power of the

press; they are the means whereby cattle become rulers.[161] Finally, it is
senseless and dangerous to let the counting-mania (the custom of universal
suffrage)—which is still but a short time under cultivation, and could easily
be uprooted—take deeper root; its introduction was merely an expedient to
steer clear of temporary difficulties; the time is ripe for a demonstration of
democratic incompetence and a restoration of power to men who are born
to rule.[162]
3

Feminism

Democracy, after all, is a disease; an attempt on the part of the botched
to lay down for all the laws of social health. You may observe the disease in
its growth-process by studying the woman movement. Woman’s first and
last function is that of bearing robust children.[163] The emancipated ones
are the abortions among women, those who lack the wherewithal to have
children (I go no farther, lest I should become medicynical).[164] All
intellect in women is a pretension; when a woman has scholarly inclinations
there is generally something wrong with her sex. These women think to
make themselves charming to free spirits by wearing advanced views; as
though a woman without piety would not be something perfectly obnoxious
and ludicrous to a profound and godless man![165] If there is anything
worthy of laughter it is the man who takes part in this feminist agitation. Let
it be understood clearly that the relations between men and women make
equality impossible. It is in the nature of woman to take color and
commandment from a man,—unless she happens to be a man. Man’s
happiness is “I will,” woman’s happiness is “He will.”[166] Woman gives
herself, man takes her: I do not think one will get over this natural contrast
by any social contract.[167] Indeed, women will lose power with every step
towards emancipation. Since the French Revolution the influence of woman
has declined in proportion as she has increased her rights and claims. Let
her first do her proper work properly (consider how much man has suffered
from stupidity in the kitchen), and then it may be time to consider an
extension of her activities. To be mistaken in this fundamental problem of
“man and woman,” to deny here the profoundest antagonism, and the
necessity for an eternally hostile tension, to dream here of equal rights,
equal training, equal claims and obligations: that is a typical sign of

shallow-mindedness. On the other hand, a man who has depth of spirit as
well as of desires, and has also the depth of benevolence which is capable
of severity and harshness, and easily confounded with them, can only think
of woman as Orientals do: he must conceive of her as a possession, as
confinable property, as a being predestined for service and accomplishing
her mission therein—he must take his stand in this matter upon the
immense rationality of Asia, upon the superiority of the instincts of Asia.
[168]

4

Socialism and Anarchism

All this uprising of housekeepers is, of course, part of the general
sickness with which Christianity has inoculated and weakened the strong
races of Europe. Consider now the more virulent forms of the disease:
socialism and anarchism. The coming of the “kingdom of God” has here
been placed in the future, and been given an earthly, a human, meaning; but
on the whole the faith in the old ideal is still maintained. There is still the
comforting delusion about equal rights, with all the envy that lurks in that
delusion. One speaks of “equal rights”: that is to say, so long as one is not a
dominant personality, one wishes to prevent one’s competitors from
growing in power.[169] It is a pleasure for all poor devils to grumble—it
gives them a little intoxicating sensation of power. There is a small dose of
revenge in every lamentation.[170] When you hear one of those reformers
talk of humanity, you must not take him seriously; it is only his way of
getting fools to believe that he is an altruist; beneath the cover of this
buncombe a man strong in the gregarious instincts makes his bid for fame
and followers and power. This pretense to altruism is only a roundabout
way of asking for altruism, it is the result of a consciousness of the fact that
one is botched and bungled.[171] In short, socialism is not justice but
covetousness.[172] No doubt we should look upon its exponents and
followers with ironic compassion: they want something which we have.[173]
From the standpoint of natural science the highest conception of society
according to socialists is the lowest in the order of rank among societies. A
socialist community would be another China, a vast and stifling
mediocracy; it would be the tyranny of the lowest and most brainless
brought to its zenith.[174] A nation in which there would be no exploitation
would be dead. Life itself is essentially appropriation, conquest of the
strange and weak; to put it at its mildest, exploitation.[175] The absence of
exploitation would mean the end of organic functioning. Surely it is as
legitimate and valuable for superior men to command and use inferior men
as it is for superior species to command and use inferior species, as man
commands and uses animals.[176] It is not surprising that the lamb should
bear a grudge against the great birds of prey, but that is no reason for
blaming the great birds of prey.[177] What should be done with muscle
except to supply it with directive brains? How, otherwise, can anything
worthy ever be built by men? In fact, man has value and significance only
in so far as he is a stone in a great building; for which purpose he has first
of all to be solid; he has to be a “stone.”[178]

Now the common people understand this quite well, and are as happy as
any of the well-to-do, so long as a silly propaganda does not disturb them
with dreams that can never be fulfilled.[179] Poverty, cheerfulness, and
independence—it is possible to find these three qualities combined in one
individual; poverty, cheerfulness, and slavery—this is likewise a possible
combination: and I can say nothing better to the workmen who serve as
factory-slaves.[180]
As for the upper classes, they need be at no loss for weapons with which
to fight this pestilence. An occasional opening of the trap-door between the
Haves and the Have-nots, increasing the number of property-owners, will
serve best of all. If this policy is pursued, there will always be too many
people of property for socialism ever to signify anything more than an
attack of illness.[181] A little patience with inheritance and income taxes, and
the noise of the cattle will subside.[182]
Notice, meanwhile, that socialism and despotism are bedfellows. Give
the socialist his way, and he will put everything into the hands of the state,
—that is to say, into the hands of demagogue politicians.[183] And then, all
in the twinkling of an eye, socialism begets its opposite in good Hegelian
fashion, and the dogs of anarchism are let loose to fill the world with their
howling. And not without excuse or benefit; for politicians must be kept in
their place, and the state rigidly restricted to its necessary functions, even if
anarchist agitation helps one to do it.[184] And the anarchists are right: the
state is the coldest of all monsters, and this lie creeps out of its mouth, “I,
the State, am the people.”[185] So the wise man will turn anarchism, as well
as socialism, to account; and he will not fret even when a king or two is
hurried into heaven with nitroglycerine. Only since they have been shot at
have princes once more sat securely on their thrones.[186]
Anarchism justifies itself in the aristocrat, who feels law as his
instrument, not as his master; but the rebellion against law as such is but
one more outburst of physiological misfits bent on levelling and revenge.
[187] It is childish to desire a society in which every individual would have
as much freedom as another.[188] Decadence speaks in the democratic
idiosyncrasy against everything which rules and wishes to rule, the modern
misarchism (to coin a bad word for a bad thing).[189] When all men are
strong enough to command, then law will be superfluous; weakness needs
the vertebræ of law. He is commanded who cannot obey his own self. Let

the anarchist be thankful that he has laws to obey. To command is more
difficult; whenever living things command they risk themselves; they take
the hard responsibilities for the result.[190] Freedom is the will to be
responsible for ourselves;[191] when the mob is capable of that, it will be
time to think of dispensing with law. The truth is, of course, that the
anarchist is lulled into nonsense by Rousseau’s notion of the naturally good
man. He does not understand that revolution merely unlashes the dogs in
man, till they once more cry for the whip.[192] Cast out the Bourbons, and in
ten years you will welcome Napoleon.
That is the end of anarchism; and it is the end of democracy, too.
The truth is that men are willing and anxious to be ruled by rulers
worthy of the name. But the corrupted ruling classes have brought ruling
into evil odor. The degeneration of the ruler and of the ruling classes has
been the cause of all the disorders in history. Democracy is not ruling, but
drifting; it is a political relaxation, as if an organism were to allow each of
its parts to do just as it pleased. Precisely these disorganizing principles
give our age its specific character. Our society has lost the power to
function properly; it no longer rids itself naturally of its rotten elements; it
no longer has the strength even to excrete.[193]
5

Degeneration

What kind of men is to be found in such a society? Mediocre men; men
stupid to the point of sanctity; fragile, useless souls-de-luxe; men suffering
from a sort of hemiplegia of virtue,—that is to say, paralyzed in the self-
assertive instincts; men tamed, almost emasculated by a morality whose
essence is the abdication of the will.[194] Now, as a rule, the taming of a
beast is achieved only by deteriorating it; so too the moral man is not a
better man, he is rather a weaker member of his species. He is altruistic, of
course; that is, he feels that he needs help. There is no place for really great
men in this march towards nonentity; if a great man appears he is called a
criminal.[195] A Periclean Greek, a Renaissance Florentine, would breathe
like one asphyxiated in this moralic acid atmosphere; the first condition of
life for such a man is that he free himself from this Chinadom of the spirit.
[196] But the number of those who are capable of rising into the pure air of
unmoralism is very small; and those who have made timid sallies into

theological heresy are the most addicted to the comfort and security of
ethical orthodoxy. In short, men are coming to look upon lowered vitality as
the heart of virtue; and morality will be saddled with the guilt if the
maximum potentiality of the power and splendor of the human species
should never be attained.[197]
Men of this stamp require a good deal of religious pepsin to overcome
the indigestibility of life; if they leave one faith in the passing bravery of
their youth they soon sink back into another.[198] God, previously diluted
from tribal deity into substantia and ding-an-sich,[199] now recovers a
respectable degree of reality; the imaginary pillar on which men lean is
made stronger and more concrete as their weakness increases. How much
faith a person requires in order to flourish, how much fixed opinion he
needs which he does not wish to have shaken, because he holds himself
thereby,—is a measure of his power (or more plainly speaking, of his
weakness).[200]
The same criterion classifies our friends the metaphysicians,—those
albinos of thought,—who are, of course, priests in disguise.[201] The degree
of a man’s will-power may be measured by the extent to which he can
dispense with the meaning in things; by the extent to which he is able to
endure a world without meaning; because he himself arranges a small
portion of it.[202] The world has no meaning: all the better; put some
meaning into it, says the man with a man’s heart. The world has no
meaning: but it is only a world of appearance, says the weak-kneed
philosopher; behind this phenomenal world is the real world, which has
meaning, and means good. Of the real world “there is no knowledge;
consequently there is a God”—what novel elegance of syllogism![203] This
belief that the world which ought to be is real is a belief proper to the
unfruitful who do not wish to create a world. The “will to truth” is the
impotence of the “will to create.”[204] Even monism is being turned into
medicine for sick souls; clearly these lovers of wisdom seek not truth, but
remedies for their illnesses.[205] There is too much beer and midnight oil in
modern philosophy, and not enough fresh air.[206] Philosophers condemn
this world because they have avoided it; those who are contemplative
naturally belittle activity.[207] In truth, the history of philosophy is the story
of a secret and mad hatred of the prerequisites of life, of the feelings which
make for the real values of life.[208] No wonder that philosophy is fallen to
such low estate. Science flourishes nowadays, and has the good conscience

clearly visible on its countenance; while the remnant to which modern
philosophy has gradually sunk excites distrust and displeasure, if not scorn
and pity. Philosophy reduced to a “theory of knowledge,” a philosophy that
never gets beyond the threshold, and rigorously denies itself the right to
enter—that is philosophy in its last throes, an end, an agony; something that
awakens pity. How could such a philosophy rule![209]
6

Nihilism

All these things, democracy, feminism, socialism, anarchism, and
modern philosophy, are heads of the Christian hydra, each a sore in the total
disease. Given such illness, affecting all parts of the social body, and what
result shall we expect and find? Pessimism, despair, nihilism,—that is,
disbelief in all values of life.[210] Confidence in life is gone; life itself has
become a problem. Love of life is still possible,—only it is the love of a
woman of whom one is doubtful.[211] The “good man” sees himself
surrounded by evil, discovers traces of evil in every one of his acts. And
thus he ultimately arrives at the conclusion, which to him is quite logical,
that nature is evil, that man is corrupted, and that being good is an act of
grace (that is to say, it is impossible to man when he stands alone). In short,
he denies life.[212] The man who frees himself from the theology of the
Church but adheres to Christian ethics necessarily falls into pessimism. He
perceives that man is no longer an assistant in, let alone the culmination of,
the evolutionary process; he perceives that Becoming has been aiming at
Nothing, and has achieved it; and that is something which he cannot bear.
[213] Suffering, which was, before, a trial with promised reward, is now an
intolerable mystery; if he is materially comfortable himself, he finds source
for sentiment and tears in the pain and misery of others; he concocts a
“social problem,” and never dreams that the social problem is itself a result
of decadence.[214] He does not feel at home in this world in which the
Christian God is dead, and to which, nevertheless, he brings nothing more
appreciative than the old Christian moral attitude. He despairs because he is
a chaos, and knows it; “I do not know where I am, or what I am to do; I am
everything that knows not where it is or what to do,” he sighs.[215] Life, he
says at last, is not worth living.

Let us not try to answer such a man; he needs not logic but a sanitarium.
But see, through him, and in him, the destructiveness of Christian morals.
This despicable civilization, says Rousseau, is to blame for our bad
morality. What if our good morality is to blame for this despicable
civilization?[216] See how the old ethic depreciates the joy of living, and the
gratitude felt towards life; how it checks the knowledge and unfolding of
life; how it chokes the impulse to beautify and ennoble life.[217] And at what
a time! Think what a race with masculine will could accomplish now!
Precisely now, when will in its fullest strength were necessary, it is in the
weakest and most pusillanimous condition. Absolute mistrust concerning
the organizing power of the will: to that we have come.[218] The world is
dark with despair at the moment of greatest light.
What if man could be made to love the light and use it?
7

The Will to Power

Is it possible that this despair is not the final state in the exhaustion of a
race, but only a transition from belief in a perfect and ethical world to an
attitude of transvaluation and control?[219] Perhaps we are at the bottom of
our spiritual toboggan, and an ascending movement is around the corner of
the years. Now that our Christian bubble has burst into Schopenhauer, we
are left free to recover some part of the joyous strength of the ancients. Let
us become again as little children, unspoiled by religion and morality; let us
forget what it is to feel sinful; let the thousandfold laughter of children clear
the air of the odor of decay. Let us begin anew; and the soul will rise and
overflow all its margins with the joy of rediscovered life.[220] Life has not
deceived us! On the contrary, from year to year it appears richer, more
desirable, and more mysterious; the old fetters are broken by the thought
that life may be an experiment and not a duty, not a fatality, not a deceit!
[221] Life—that means for us to transform constantly into light and flame all
that we are, and also all that we meet with; we cannot possibly do
otherwise.[222] To be natural again, to dare to be as immoral as nature is; to
be such pagans as were the Greeks of the Homeric age, to say Yea to life,
even to its suffering; to win back some of that mountain-air Dionysian spirit
which took pleasure in the tragic, nay, which invented tragedy as the
expression of its super-abundant vitality, as the expression of its welcome of

even the cruelest and most terrible elements of life![223] To be healthy once
more!
For there is no other virtue than health, vigor, energy. All virtues should
be looked upon as physiological conditions, and moral judgments are
symptoms of physiological prosperity or the reverse. Indeed, it might be
worth while to try to see whether a scientific order of values might not be
constructed according to a scale of numbers and measures representing
energy. All other values are matters of prejudice, simplicity, and
misunderstanding.[224] Instead of moral values let us use naturalistic values,
physiological values; let us say frankly with Spinoza that virtue and power
are one and the same. What is good? All that enhances the feeling of power,
the will to power, and power itself, in man. What is bad? All that proceeds
from weakness. What is happiness? The feeling that power is increasing,
that resistance is being overcome.[225] This is not orthodox ethics; and
perhaps it will not do for long ears,—though an unspoiled youth would
understand it. A healthy and vigorous boy will look up sarcastically if you
ask him, “Do you wish to become virtuous?”—but ask him, “Do you wish
to become stronger than your comrades?” and he is all eagerness at once.
[226] Youth knows that ability is virtue; watch the athletic field. Youth is not
at home in the class room, because there knowledge is estranged from
action; and youth measures the height of what a man knows by the depth of
his power to do.[227] There is a better gospel in the boy on the field than in
the man in the pulpit.
Which of the boys whom we know do we love best in our secret hearts
—the prayerful Aloysius, or the masterful leader of the urchins in the street?
We moralize and sermonize in mean efforts to bring the young tyrant down
to our virtuous anæmia; but we know that we are wrong, and respect him
most when he stands his ground most firmly. To require of strength that it
should express itself as weakness is just as absurd as to require of weakness
that it should express itself as strength.[228] Let us go to school to our
children, and we shall understand that all native propensities are beneficent,
that the evil impulses are to a far view as necessary and preservative as the
good.[229] In truth we worship youth because at its finest it is a free
discharge of instinctive strength; and we know that happiness is nothing
else than that. To abandon instinct, to deliberate, to clog action with
conscious thought,—that is to achieve old age. After all, nothing can be
done perfectly so long as it is done consciously; consciousness is a defect to

be overcome.[230] Instinct is the most intelligent of all kinds of intelligence
which have hitherto been discovered.[231] Genius lies in the instincts;
goodness too; all consciousness is theatricality.[232] When a people begins
to worship reason, it begins to die.[233] Youth knows better: it follows
instinct trustfully, and worships power.
And we worship power too, and should say so were we as honest as our
children. Our gentlest virtues are but forms of power: out of the abundance
of the power of sex come kindness and pity; out of revenge, justice; out of
the love of resistance, bravery. Love is a secret path to the heart of the
powerful, in order to become his master; gratitude is revenge of a lofty
kind; self-sacrifice is an attempt to share in the power of him to whom the
sacrifice is made. Honor is the acknowledgment of an equal power; praise is
the pride of the judge; all conferring of benefits is an exercise of power.[234]
Behold a man in distress: straightway the compassionate ones come to him,
depict his misfortune to him, at last go away, satisfied and elevated; they
have gloated over the unhappy man’s misfortune and their own; they have
spent a pleasant Sunday afternoon.[235] So with the scientist and the
philosopher: in their thirst for knowledge lurks the lust of gain and
conquest. And the cry of the oppressed for freedom is again a cry for power.
[236]

You cannot understand man, you cannot understand society, until you
learn to see in all things this will to power. Physiologists should bethink
themselves before putting down the instinct of self-preservation as the
cardinal instinct of an organic being. A living thing seeks above all to
discharge its strength: self-preservation is only one of the results of this.
And psychologists should think twice before saying that happiness or
pleasure is the motive of all action. Pleasure is but an incident of the restless
search for power; happiness is an accompanying, not an actuating, factor.
The feeling of happiness lies precisely in the discontentedness of the will, in
the fact that without opponents and obstacles it is never satisfied. Man is
now master of the forces of nature, and master too of his own wild and
unbridled feelings; in comparison with primitive man the man of to-day
represents an enormous quantum of power, but not an increase of happiness.
How can one maintain, then, that man has striven after happiness? No; not
happiness, but more power; not peace at any price, but war; not virtue, but
capacity; that is the secret of man’s longing and man’s seeking.[237]

Let biologists, too, reëxamine the stock-in-trade of their theory. Life is
not the continuous adjustment of internal to external relations, but will to
power, which, proceeding from within, subjugates and incorporates an ever-
increasing quantity of “external phenomena.” All motive force, all
“causation” whatever, is this will to power; there is no other force, physical,
dynamical, or psychical.[238] As to the famous “struggle for existence,” it
seems at present to be more of an assumption than a fact. It does occur, but
as an exception; and it is due not to a desire for food but à tergo to a
surcharge of energy demanding discharge. The general condition of life is
not one of want or famine, but rather of riches, of lavish luxuriance, and
even of absurd prodigality; where there is a struggle it is a struggle for
power. We must not confound Malthus with Nature.[239] One does indeed
find the “cruelty of Nature” which is so often referred to, but in a different
place: Nature is cruel, but against her lucky and well-constituted children;
she protects and shelters and loves the lowly. Darwin sees selection in favor
of the stronger, the better-constituted. Precisely the reverse stares one in the
face: the suppression of the lucky cases, the reversion to average, the
uselessness of the more highly constituted types, the inevitable mastery of
the mediocre. If we drew our morals from reality, they would read thus: the
mediocre are more valuable than the exceptional creatures; the will to
nonentity prevails over the will to life. We have to beware of this
formulation of reality into a moral.[240]
No; morality is not mediocrity, it is superiority; it does not mean being
like most people, but being better, stronger, more capable than most people.
It does not mean timidity: if anything is virtue it is to stand unafraid in the
presence of any prohibition.[241] It does not mean the pursuit of ends
sanctified by society; it means the will to your own ends, and to the means
to them. It means behaving as states behave,—with frank abandonment of
all altruistic pretence. Corporate bodies are intended to do that which
individuals have not the courage to do: for this reason all communities are
vastly more upright and instructive as regards the nature of man than
individuals, who are too cowardly to have the courage of their desires. All
altruism is the prudence of the private man; societies are not mutually
altruistic. Altruism and life are incompatible: all the forces and instincts
which are the source of life lie stagnant beneath the ban of the old morality.
But real morality is certainty of instinct, effectiveness of action; it is any

action which increases the power of a man or of men; it is an expression of
ascendent and expanding life; it is achievement; it is power.[242]
8

The Superman

With such a morality you breed men who are men; and to breed men
who are men is all that your “social problem” comes to. This does not mean
that the whole race is to be improved: the very last thing a sensible man
would promise to accomplish would be to improve mankind. Mankind does
not improve, it does not even exist. The aspect of the whole is much more
like that of a huge experimenting workshop where some things in all ages
succeed, while an incalculable number of things fail. To say that the social
problem consists in a general raising of the average standard of comfort and
ability amounts to abandoning the problem; there is as little prospect of
mankind’s attaining to a higher order as there is for the ant and the ear-wig
to enter into kinship with God and eternity. The most fundamental of all
errors here lies in regarding the many, the herd, as an aim instead of the
individual: the herd is only a means. The road to perfection lies in the
bringing forth of the most powerful individuals, for whose use the great
masses would be converted into mere tools, into the most intelligent and
flexible tools possible. Every human being, with his total activity, has
dignity and significance only so far as he is, consciously or unconsciously, a
tool in the service of a superior individual. All that can be done is to
produce here and there, now and then, such a superior individual, l’uomo
singulare, the higher man, the superman. The problem does not concern
what humanity as a whole or as a species is to accomplish, but what kind of
man is to be desired as highest in value, what kind of man is to be worked
for and bred. To produce the superman: that is the social problem. If this is
not understood, nothing is understood.[243]
Now what would such a man be like? Shall we try to picture him?
We see him as above all a lover of life: strong enough, too, to love life
without deceiving himself about it. There is no memento mori here; rather a
memento vivere; rich instincts call for much living. A hard man, loving
danger and difficulty: what does not kill him, he feels, leaves him stronger.
Pleasure—pleasure as it is understood by the rich—is repugnant to him: he
seeks not pleasure but work, not happiness but responsibility and

achievement. He does not make philosophy an excuse for living prudently
and apart, an artifice for withdrawing successfully from the game of life; he
does not stand aside and merely look on; he puts his shoulder to the wheel;
for him it is the essence of philosophy to feel the obligation and burden of a
hundred attempts and temptations, the joy of a hundred adventures; he risks
himself constantly; he plays out to the end this bad game.[244]
To risk and to create, this is the meaning of life to the superman. He
could not bear to be a man, if man could not be a poet, a maker. To change
every “It was” into a “Thus I would have it!”—in this he finds that life may
redeem itself. He is moved not by ambition but by a mighty overflowing
spendthrift spirit that drives him on; he must remake; for this he compels all
things to come to him and into him, in order that they may flow back from
him as gifts of his love and his abundance; in this refashioning of things by
thought he sees the holiness of life; the greatest events, he knows, are these
still creative hours.[245]
He is a man of contrasts, or contradictions; he does not desire to be
always the same man; he is a multitude of elements and of men; his value
lies precisely in his comprehensiveness and multifariousness, in the variety
of burdens which he can bear, in the extent to which he can stretch his
responsibility; in him the antagonistic character of existence is represented
and justified. He loves instinct, knows that it is the fountain of all his
energies; but he knows, too, the natural delight of æsthetic natures in
measure, the pleasure of self-restraint, the exhilaration of the rider on a
fiery steed. He is a selective principle, he rejects much; he reacts slowly to
all kinds of stimuli, with that tardiness which long caution and deliberate
pride have bred in him; he tests the approaching stimulus. He decides
slowly; but he holds firmly to a decision made.[246]
He loves and has the qualities which the folk call virtues, but he loves
too and shows the qualities which the folk call vices; it is again in this union
of opposites that he rises above mediocrity; he is a broad arch that spans
two banks lying far apart. The folk on either side fear him; for they cannot
calculate on him, or classify him. He is a free spirit, an enemy of all fetters
and labels; he belongs to no party, knowing that the man who belongs to a
party perforce becomes a liar. He is a sceptic (not that he must appear to be
one); freedom from any kind of conviction is a necessary factor in his
strength of will. He does not make propaganda or proselytes; he keeps his
ideals to himself as distinctions; his opinion is his opinion: another person

has not easily a right to it; he has renounced the bad taste of wishing to
agree with many people. He knows that he cannot reveal himself to
anybody; like everything profound, he loves the mask; he does not descend
to familiarity; and is not familiar when people think he is. If he cannot lead,
he walks alone.[247]
He has not only intellect; if that were all it would not be enough; he has
blood. Behind him is a lineage of culture and ability; lives of danger and
distinction; his ancestors have paid the price for what he is, just as most
men pay the price for what their ancestors have been. Naturally, then, he has
a strong feeling of distance; he sees inequality and gradation, order and
rank, everywhere among men. He has the most aristocratic of virtues:
intellectual honesty. He does not readily become a friend or an enemy; he
honors only his equals, and therefore cannot be the enemy of many; where
one despises one cannot wage war. He lacks the power of easy
reconciliation; but “retaliation” is as incomprehensible to him as “equal
rights.” He remains just even as regards his injurer; despite the strong
provocation of personal insult the clear and lofty objectivity of the just and
judging eye (whose glance is as profound as it is gentle) is untroubled. He
recognizes duties only to his equals; to others he does what he thinks best;
he knows that justice is found only among equals. He has that distinctively
aristocratic trait, the ability to command and with equal readiness to obey;
that is indispensable to his pride. He will not permit himself to be praised;
he does what serves his purpose. The essence of him is that he has a
purpose, for which he will not hesitate to run all risks, even to sacrifice
men, to bend their backs to the worst. That something may exist which is a
hundred times more important than the question whether he feels well or
unwell, and therefore too whether the others feel well or unwell: this is a
fundamental instinct of his nature. To have a purpose, and to cleave to it
through all dangers till it be achieved,—that is his great passion, that is
himself.[248]
9

How to Make Supermen

It is our task, then, to procreate this synthetic man, who embodies
everything and justifies it, and for whom the rest of mankind is but soil; to
bring the philosopher, the artist, and the saint, within and without us, to the

light, and to strive thereby for the completion of nature. In this cultivation
lies the meaning of culture: the direction of all life to the end of producing
the finest possible individuals. What is great in man is that he is a bridge
and not a goal; his very essence is to create a being higher than himself; that
is the instinct of procreation, the instinct of action and of work. Even the
higher man himself feels this need of begetting; and for lesser men all virtue
and morals lie in preparing the way that the superman may come. There is
no greater horror than the degenerating soul which says, “All for myself.”
In this great purpose, too, is the essence of a better religion, and a
surpassing of the bounds of narrow individualism; with this purpose there
come moments, sparks from the clear fire of love, in whose light we
understand the word “I” no longer; we feel that we are creating, and
therefore in a sense becoming, something greater than ourselves.[249]
How to make straight the way for the superman?
First by reforming marriage. Let it be understood at once that love is a
hindrance rather than a help to such marriages as are calculated to breed
higher men. To regard a thing as beautiful is necessarily to regard it falsely;
that is why love-marriages are from the social point of view the most
unreasonable form of matrimony. Were there a benevolent God, the
marriages of men would cause him more displeasure than anything else; he
would observe that all buyers are careful, but that even the most cunning
one buys his wife in a sack; and surely he would cause the earth to tremble
in convulsions when a saint and a goose couple. When a man is in love, he
should not be allowed to come to a decision about his life, and to determine
once for all the character of his lifelong society on account of a whim. If we
treated marriage seriously, we would publicly declare invalid the vows of
lovers, and refuse them permission to marry. We would remake public
opinion, so that it would encourage trial marriage; we would exact
certificates of health and good ancestry; we would punish bachelorhood by
longer military service, and would reward with all sorts of privileges those
fathers who should lavish sons upon the world. And above all we would
make people understand that the purpose of marriage is not that they should
duplicate, but that they should surpass, themselves. Perhaps we would read
to them from Zarathustra, with fitting ceremonies and solemnities: “Thou
art young, and wishest for child and marriage. But I ask thee, art thou a man
who dareth to wish for a child? Art thou the victorious one, the self-
subduer, the commander of thy senses, the master of thy virtues?—or in thy

wish doth there speak the animal, or necessity? Or solitude? Or discord with
thyself? I would that thy victory and freedom were longing for a child.
Thou shalt build living monuments unto thy victory and thy liberation.
Thou shalt build beyond thyself. But first thou must build thyself square in
body and soul. Thou shalt not only propagate thyself, but propagate thyself
upward! Marriage: thus I call the will of two to create that one which is
more than they who created it. I call marriage reverence unto each other as
unto those who will such a will.”[250]
In a word, eugenic marriage; and after eugenic marriage, rigorous
education. But interest in education will become powerful only when belief
in a God and his care have been abandoned, just as medicine began to
flourish only when the belief in miraculous cures had lapsed. When men
begin at last to believe in education, they will endure much rather than have
their sons miss going to a good and hard school at the proper time. What is
it that one learns in a hard school? To obey and to command. For this is
what distinguishes hard schooling, as good schooling, from every other
schooling, namely that a good deal is demanded, severely exacted; that
excellence is required as if it were normal; that praise is scanty, that
leniency is non-existent; that blame is sharp, practical, and without reprieve,
and has no regard to talent and antecedents. To prefer danger to comfort;
not to weigh in a tradesman’s balance what is permitted and what is
forbidden; to be more hostile to pettiness, slyness, and parasitism than to
wickedness;—we are in every need of a school where these things would be
taught. Such a school would allow its pupils to learn productively, by living
and doing; it would not subject them to the tyranny of books and the weight
of the past; it would teach them less about the past and more about the
future; it would teach them the future of humanity as depending on human
will, on their will; it would prepare the way for and be a part of a vast
enterprise in breeding and education.[251] But even such a school would not
provide all that is necessary in education. Not all should receive the same
training and the same care; select groups must be chosen, and special
instruction lavished on them; the greatest success, however, will remain for
the man who does not seek to educate either everybody or certain limited
circles, but only one single individual. The last century was superior to ours
precisely because it possessed so many individually educated men.
10

On the Necessity of Exploitation

And next slavery.
This is one of those ugly words which are the verba non grata of modern
discussion, because they jar us so ruthlessly out of the grooves of our
thinking. Nevertheless it is clear to all but those to whom self-deception is
the staff of life, that as the honest Greeks had it, some are born to be slaves.
Try to educate all men equally, and you become the laughing-stock of your
own maturity. The masses seem to be worth notice in three aspects only:
first as the copies of great men, printed on bad paper from worn-out plates;
next as a contrast to the great men; and lastly as their tools. Living consists
in living at the cost of others: the man who has not grasped this fact has not
taken the first step towards truth to himself. And to consider distress of all
kinds as an objection, as something which must be done away with, is the
greatest nonsense on earth; almost as mad as the will to abolish bad
weather, out of pity to the poor, so to speak. The masses must be used,
whether that means or does not mean that they must suffer;—it requires
great strength to live and forget how far life and injustice are one. What is
the suffering of whole peoples compared to the creative agonies of great
individuals?[252]
There are many who threw away everything they were worth when they
threw away their slavery. In all respects slaves live more securely and more
happily than modern laborers; the laborer chooses his harder lot to satisfy
the vanity of telling himself that he is not a slave. These men are dangerous;
not because they are strong, but because they are sick; it is the sick who are
the greatest danger to the healthy; it is the weak ones, they who mouth so
much about their sickness, who vomit bile and call it newspaper,—it is they
who instil the most dangerous venom and scepticism into our trust in life, in
man, and in ourselves; it is they who most undermine the life beneath our
feet. It is for such as these that Christianity may serve a good purpose (so
serving our purpose too). Those qualities which are within the grasp only of
the strongest and most terrible natures, and which make their existence
possible—leisure, adventure, disbelief, and even dissipation—would
necessarily ruin mediocre natures—and does do so when they possess them.
In the case of the latter, industry, regularity, moderation, and strong
“conviction” are in their proper place—in short, all “gregarious virtues”;
under their influence these mediocre men become perfect. We good

Europeans, then, though atheists and immoralists, will take care to support
the religions and the morality which are associated with the gregarious
instinct; for by means of them an order of men is, so to speak, prepared,
which must at some time or other fall into our hands, which must actually
crave for our hands.[253]
Slavery, let us understand it well, is the necessary price of culture; the
free work, or art, of some involves the compulsory labor of others. As in the
organism so in society: the higher function is possible only through the
subjection of the lower functions. A high civilization is a pyramid; it can
stand only on a broad base, its first prerequisite is a strongly and soundly
consolidated mediocrity. In order that there may be a broad, deep, and
fruitful soil for the development of art, the enormous majority must, in the
service of a minority, be slavishly subjected. At their cost, through the
surplus of their labor, that privileged class is to be relieved from the
struggle for existence, in order to create and to satisfy a new world of want.
The misery of the toilers must still increase in order to make the production
of a world of art possible to a small number of Olympian men.[254]
11

Aristocracy

The greatest folly of the strong is to let the weak make them ashamed to
exploit, to let the weak suggest to them, “It is a shame to be happy—there is
too much misery!” Let us therefore reaffirm the right of the happy to
existence, the right of bells with a full tone over bells that are cracked and
discordant. Not that exploitation as such is desirable; it is good only where
it supports and develops an aristocracy of higher men who are themselves
developing still higher men. This philosophy aims not at an individualistic
morality but at a new order of rank. In this age of universal suffrage, in this
age in which everybody is allowed to sit in judgment upon everything and
everybody, one feels compelled to reëstablish the order of rank. The higher
men must be protected from contamination and suffocation by the lower.
The richest and most complex forms perish so easily! Only the lowest
succeed in maintaining their apparent imperishableness.[255]
The first question as to the order of rank: how far is a man disposed to be
solitary or gregarious? If he is disposed to be gregarious, his value consists
in those qualities which secure the survival of his tribe or type; if he is

disposed to be solitary, his qualities are those which distinguish him from
others; hence the important consequence: the solitary type should not be
valued from the standpoint of the gregarious type, or vice versa. Viewed
from above, both types are necessary; and so is their antagonism.
Degeneration lies in the approximation of the qualities of the herd to those
of the solitary creature, and vice versa; in short, in their beginning to
resemble each other. Hence the difference in their virtues, their rights and
their obligations; in the light of this difference one comes to abhor the
vulgarity of Stuart Mill when he says, “What is right for one man is right
for another.” It is not; what is right for the herd is precisely what is wrong
for their leaders; and what is right for the leaders is wrong for the herd. The
leaders use, the herd is used; the virtues of either lie in the efficiency here of
leadership, there of service. Slave-morality is one thing, and master-
morality another.[256]
And leadership of course requires an aristocracy. Let us repeat it:
democracy has always been the death-agony of the power of organization
and direction; these require great aristocratic families, with long traditions
of administration and leadership; old ancestral lines that guarantee for many
generations the duration of the necessary will and the necessary instincts.
Not only aristocracy, then, but caste; for if a man have plebeian ancestors,
his soul will be a plebeian soul; education, discipline, culture will be wasted
on him, merely enabling him to become a great liar. Therefore
intermarriage, even social intercourse of leaders with herd, is to be avoided
with all precaution and intolerance; too much intercourse with barbarians
ruined the Romans, and will ruin any noble race.[257]
In what direction may one turn with any hope of finding even the
aspiration for such an aristocracy? Only there where a noble attitude of
mind prevails, an attitude of mind which believes in slavery and in manifold
orders of rank, as the prerequisites of any higher degree of culture. Men
with this attitude of mind will insistently call for, and will at last produce,
philosophical men of power, artist-tyrants,—a higher kind of men which,
thanks to their preponderance of will, knowledge, riches, and influence, will
avail themselves of democratic Europe as the most suitable and subtle
instrument for taking the fate of Europe into their hands, and working as
artists upon man himself. The fundamental belief of these great desirers will
be that society must not be allowed to exist for its own sake, but only as the
foundation and scaffolding by means of which a select class of beings may

be able to elevate themselves to their highest duties, and in general to a
higher existence: like those sun-climbing plants in Java which encircle an
oak so long and so often with their arms that at last, high above it, but
supported by it, they can unfold their tops in the open light, and exhibit
their happiness.[258]
12

Signs of Ascent

Are we moving toward such a consummation? Can we detect about us
any signs of this ascending movement of life? Not signs of “progress”; that
is another narcotic, like Christianity,—good for slaves, but to be avoided by
those who rule. Man as a species is not progressing; the general level of the
species is not raised. But humanity as mass sacrificed to the prosperity of
the one stronger type of Man,—that would be a progress.[259]
Progress of this kind, to some degree, there has always been. The ruling
class in Greece, as seen in Homer and even in Thucydides (though with
Socrates degeneration begins), is an example of this kind of progress or
attainment. Imagine this culture, which has its poet in Sophocles, its
statesman in Pericles, its physician in Hippocrates, its natural philosopher in
Democritus; here is a yea-saying, a gratitude, to life in all its
manifestations; here life is understood, and covered with art that it may be
borne; here men are frivolous so that they may forget for a moment the
arduousness and perilousness of their task; they are superficial, but from
profundity; they exalt philosophers who preach moderation, because they
themselves are so immoderate, so instinctive, so hilariously wild; they are
great, they are elevated above any ruling class before or after them because
here the morals of the governing caste have grown up among the governing
caste, and not among the herd.[260]
We catch some of the glory of these Greeks in the men of the
Renaissance: men perfect in their immorality, terrible in their demands; we
should not dare to stand amid the conditions which produced these men and
which these men produced; we should not even dare to imagine ourselves in
those conditions: our nerves would not endure that reality,—not to speak of
our muscles. One man of their type, continuator and development of their
type, brother (as Taine most rightly says) of Dante and Michelangelo,—one
such man we have known with less of the protection of distance; and he

was too hard to bear. That Ens Realissimum, synthesis of monster and
superman, surnamed Napoleon! The first man, and the man of greatest
initiative and developed views, of modern times; a man of tolerance, not out
of weakness, but out of strength, able to risk the full enjoyment of
naturalness and be strong enough for this freedom. In such a man we see
something in the nature of “disinterestedness” in his work on his marble,
whatever be the number of men that are sacrificed in the process. Men were
glad to serve him; as most normal men are glad to serve the great man; the
crowd was tired of “equal rights,” tired of being masterless; it longed to
worship genius again. What was the excuse for that terrible farce, the
French Revolution? It made men ready for Napoleon.[261]
When shall we produce another superman? Let us go back to our
question: Can we detect about us any signs of strength?
Yes. We are learning to get along without God. We are recovering from
the noble sentiments of Rousseau. We are giving the body its due;
physiology is overcoming theology. We are less hungry for lies,—we are
facing squarely some of the ugliness of life,—prostitution, for example. We
speak less of “duty” and “principles”; we are not so enamored of bourgeois
conventions. We are less ashamed of our instincts; we no longer believe in a
right which proceeds from a power that is unable to uphold it. There is an
advance towards “naturalness”: in all political questions, even in the
relations between parties, even in merchants’, workmen’s circles only
questions of power come into play; what one can do is the first question,
what one ought to do is a secondary consideration. There is a certain degree
of liberal-mindedness regarding morality; where this is most distinctly
wanting we regard its absence as a sign of a morbid condition (Carlyle,
Ibsen, Schopenhauer); if there is anything which can reconcile us to our age
it is precisely the amount of immorality which it allows itself without
falling in its own estimation.[262]
Modern science, despite its narrowing specialization, is a sign of ascent.
Here is strictness in service, inexorability in small matters as well as great,
rapidity in weighing, judging, and condemning; the hardest is demanded
here, the best is done without reward of praise or distinction; it is rather as
among soldiers,—almost nothing but blame and sharp reprimand is heard;
for doing well prevails here as the rule, and the rule has, as everywhere, a
silent tongue. It is the same with this “severity of science” as with the
manners and politeness of the best society: it frightens the uninitiated. He,

however, who is accustomed to it, does not like to live anywhere but in this
clear, transparent, powerful, and highly electrified atmosphere, this manly
atmosphere.[263]
In this achievement of science lies such an opportunity as philosophy has
never had before. Science traces the course of things but points to no goal:
what it does give consists of the fundamental facts upon which the new goal
must be based. All the sciences have now to pave the way for the future task
of the philosopher; this task being understood to mean that he must solve
the problem of value, that he has to fix the hierarchy of values. He must
become lawgiver, commander; he must determine the “whither” and “why”
for mankind. All knowledge must be at his disposal, and must serve him as
a tool for creation.[264]
Most certain of the signs of a reascending movement of life is the
development of militarism. The military development of Europe is a
delightful surprise. This fine discipline is teaching us to do our duty without
expecting praise. Universal military service is the curious antidote which
we possess for the effeminacy of democratic ideas. Men are learning again
the joy of living in danger. Some of them are even learning the old truth that
war is good in itself, aside from any gain in land or other wealth; instead of
saying “A good cause will hallow every war,” they learn to say “A good war
hallows every cause.” When the instincts of a society ultimately make it
give up war and conquest, it is decadent: it is ripe for democracy and the
rule of shopkeepers. A state which should prevent war would not only be
committing suicide (for war is just as necessary to the state as the slave is to
society); it would be hostile to life, it would be an outrage on the future of
man. The maintenance of the military state is the last means of adhering to
the great traditions of the past; or where it has been lost, of reviving it. Only
in this can the superior or strong type of man be preserved.[265]
A nation is a detour of nature to arrive at six or seven great men, and
then to get around them. The state is the organization of immorality for the
attainment of this purpose. But as existing to-day the state is a very
imperfect instrument, subject at any moment to democratic foundering.
What concerns the thinker here is the slow and hesitant formation of a
united Europe. This was the thought, and the sole real work and impulse, of
the only broad-minded and deep-thinking men of this century,—the
tentative effort to anticipate the future of “the European.” Only in their
weaker moments, or when they grew old, did they fall back again into the

national narrowness of the “Fatherlanders”—then they were once more
“patriots.” One thinks here of men like Napoleon, Heine, Goethe,
Beethoven, Stendhal, Schopenhauer. And after all, is there a single idea
behind this bovine nationalism? What possible value can there be in
encouraging this arrogant self-conceit when everything to-day points to
greater and more common interests?—at a moment when the spiritual
dependence and denationalization which are obvious to all are paving the
way for the rapprochements and fertilizations which make up the real value
and sense of present-day culture?[266]
What an instrument such a united Europe would be for the development
and protection and expression of superior individuals! What a buoyant
ascent of life after this long descent into democracy! See now, in review, the
two movements which we have studied and on which we have strung our
philosophy: on the one hand Christian mythology and morality, the cult of
weakness, the fear of life, the deterioration of the species, ever increasing
suppression of the privileged and the strong, the lapse into democracy,
feminism, socialism, and at last into anarchy,—all terminating in
pessimism, despair, total loss of the love of life; on the other hand the
reaffirmation of the worth of life, the resolute distinction between slave-
morality and master-morality, the recognition of the aristocratic valuation of
health, vigor, energy, as moral in all their forms, and of the will to power as
the source and significance of all action and all living; the conception of the
higher man, of the exceptional individual, as the goal of human endeavor;
the redirection of marriage, of education, of social structure, to the fostering
and cherishing of these higher types;—culminating in the supernational
organization of Europe as the instrumentality and artistic expression of the
superior man.[267]
Is this philosophy too hard to bear? Very well. But those races that
cannot bear it are doomed; and those which regard it as the greatest blessing
are destined to be masters of the world.[268]

IV

Criticism
WHAT shall one say to this? What would a democrat say,—such a
democrat as would be a friend to socialism and feminism, and even to

anarchism,—and a lover of Jesus? One pictures such a man listening with
irritated patience to the foregoing, and responding very readily to an
invitation to take the floor.

There are lessons here, he begins, as if brushing away an initial
encumbrance. There is something of Nietzsche in all of us, just as there is
something of Jesus (almost as there is something of man and of woman in
all of us, as Weininger argued); and part of that crowd called myself is
flattered by this doctrine of ruthless power. Nietzsche stood outside our
social and moral structure, he was a sort of hermit in the world of thought;
and so he could see things in that structure which are too near to our noses
for easy vision. And as you listen to him you see history anew as a long
succession of masterings and enslavings and deceivings, and you become
almost reconciled to the future being nothing but a further succession of the
same. And then you begin to see that if the future is to be different, one of
the things we must do is to pinch ourselves out of this Nietzschean dream.
And a good way to begin is with Nietzsche’s own principle, that every
philosophy is a physiology.[269] He asks us to believe that there is no such
thing as a morbid trait in him,[270] but we must not take him at his word.
The most important point about this philosophy is that it was written by a
sick man, a man sick to the very roots—if you will let me say it, abnormal
in sexual constitution; a man not sufficiently attracted to the other sex,
because he has so much of the other sex in him. “She is a woman,” he
writes in Zarathustra, “and never loves anyone but a warrior”; that is, if
Nietzsche but knew it, the diagnosis of his own disease. This hatred of
women, this longing for power, this admiration for strength, for successful
lying,[271] this inability to see a tertium quid between tyranny and slavery,
[272]—all these are feminine traits. A stronger man would not have been so
shrewishly shrill about woman and Christianity; a stronger man would have
needed less repetition, less emphasis and underlining, less of italics and
exclamation points; a stronger man would have been more gentle, and
would have smiled where Nietzsche scolds. It is the philosophy, you see, of
a man abnormally weak in the social instincts, and at the same time lacking
in proper outlet for such social instincts as nature has left him.
Consequently, he never gets beyond the individual. He thinks society is
made up of individuals, when it is really made up of groups. He supposes

that the only virtues a man can have are those which help him as an isolated
unit; the idea that a man may find self-expression in social expression, in
coöperation, that there are virtues which are virtues because they enable one
to work with others against a common evil,—this notion never occurs to
him. He does not see that sympathy and mutual aid, for example, though
they preserve some inferior individuals, yet secure that group-solidarity, and
therefore group-survival, without which even the strong ones would perish.
[273] He does not imagine that perhaps the barbarians who invaded Rome
needed the gospel of a “gentle Jesus meek and mild” if anything at all was
to remain of that same classical culture which he paints so lovingly.[274] He
laughs at self-denial; and then invites you to devote yourself forever to
some self-elected superman.
This philosophy of aristocracy, of the necessity of slavery, of the
absurdity of democracy,—of course it is exciting to all weak people who
would like to have power,—and who have not read it all before in Plato. In
this particular case the humor of the situation lies in the very powerful
attack which Nietzsche makes on the irreligious religious humbug which
has proved one of the chief instruments of mastery in the hands of the class
whose power he is trying to strengthen. “I hope to be forgiven,” says
Nietzsche, “for discovering that all moral philosophy hitherto has belonged
to the soporific appliances.”[275] “Discovering”—as if the aristocracy had
not known that all along! “Here is a naïve bookworm,” these “strong men”
will say among themselves, “who has discovered what every one of us
knows. He presumes to tell us how to increase our power, and he can find
no better way of helping us than to expose in print the best secrets of our
trade.”
Just in this lies the value of Nietzsche, as Rousseau said of Machiavelli:
he lets us in behind the scenes of the drama of exploitation. We know better
now the men with whom democracy must deal. We see the greed for power
that hides behind the contention that culture cannot exist without slavery.
Grant that contention: so much the worse for culture! If culture means the
increasing concentration of the satisfactions of life in the hands of a few
“superior” pigs, their culture may be dispensed with; if it is to stay, it will
have to mean the direction of knowledge and ability to the spread of the
satisfactions of life. Which is finer,—the relationship of master and slave,
or that of friend and friend? Surely a world of people liking and helping one
another is a finer world to live in than one in which the instincts of

aggression are supreme. And such a coöperative civilization need not fear
the tests of survival; selection puts an ever higher premium on solidarity, an
ever lower value on pugnacity. Intelligence, not ready anger, will win the
great contests of the future. Friendship will pay.
The history of the world is a record of the patient and planful attempt to
replace hatred by understanding, narrowness by large vision, opposition by
coöperation, slavery by friendship. Friendship: a word to be avoided by
those who would appear blasé. But let us repeat it; words have been known
to nourish deeds which without them might never have grown into reality.
Some find heaven in making as many men as possible their slaves; others
find heaven in making as many men as possible their friends. Which type of
man will we have? Which type of man, if abundant, would make this world
a splendor and a delight?
The hope for which Jesus lived was that man might some day come to
mean friend. It is the only hope worth living for.

V

Nietzsche Replies
“It is certainly not the least charm of a theory,” says Nietzsche, “that it is
refutable.”[276] But “what have I to do with mere refutations?”[277] “A
prelude I am of better players.”[278] “Verily, I counsel you,” said
Zarathustra, “depart from me and defend yourselves against Zarathustra!
And better still, be ashamed of him. Perhaps he hath deceived you. The man
of perception must not only be able to love his enemies, but also to hate his
friends. One ill requiteth one’s teacher by always remaining only his
scholar. Why will ye not pluck at my wreath? Ye revere me; but how if your
reverence one day falleth down? Beware of being crushed to death with a
statue! Ye say ye believe in Zarathustra? But what is Zarathustra worth? Ye
are my faithful ones; but what are all faithful ones worth? When ye had not
yet sought yourselves ye found me. Thus do all faithful ones; hence all
belief is worth so little. Now I ask you to lose me and find yourselves; not
until all of you have disowned me shall I return unto you.”[279]

VI

Conclusion

“Look,” says Rudin, in Turgenev’s story, “you see that apple tree? It has
broken down with the weight and multitude of its own fruit. It is the
emblem of genius.” “To perish beneath a load one can neither bear nor
throw off,” wrote Nietzsche,—“that is a philosopher.”[280] I shall announce
the song of the lightning, said Zarathustra, and perish in the announcing.
[281]

Insanity with such a man is but a matter of time; he feels it coming upon
him; he values his hours like a man condemned to execution. In twenty
days he writes the Genealogy of Morals; in one year (1888) he produces
The Twilight of the Idols, Antichrist, The Case of Wagner, Ecce Homo, and
his longest and greatest book, The Will to Power. He not only writes these
books; he reads the proof-sheets, straining his eyes beyond repair. He is
almost blind now; he is deceived, taken advantage of, because he can hardly
see farther than his touch. “If I were blind,” he writes pitifully, “I should be
healthy.”[282] Yet his body is racked with pain: “on 118 days this year I have
had severe attacks.”[283] “I have given a name to my pain, and call it ‘a
dog’—it is just as pitiful, just as importunate and shameless; and I can
domineer over it, vent my bad humor on it, as others do with their dogs,
servants, and wives.”[284]
Meanwhile the world lives on unnoticing, or noticing only to
misunderstand. “My foes have become mighty, and have so distorted my
teaching, that my best beloved must be ashamed of the gifts that I gave
them.”[285] He learns that the libertines of Europe are using his philosophy
as a cloak for their sins: “I can read in their faces that they totally
misunderstand me, and that it is only the animal in them which rejoices at
being able to cast off its fetters.”[286] He finds one whom he thinks to make
his disciple; he is buoyed up for a few days by the hope; the hope is
shattered, and loneliness closes in once more upon him. “A kingdom for a
kind word!” he cries out in the depth of his longing; and again he writes,
“For years no milk of human kindness, no breath of love.”[287]
In December, 1888, one whom he has thought friendly writes that his
brother-in-law is sending to a magazine an attack on him. It is the last blow;
it means that his sister has joined the others in deserting him. “I take one
sleeping-draught after another to deaden the pain, but for all that I cannot
sleep. To-day I will take such a dose that I will lose my wits.”[288] He has
been taking chloral, and worse drugs, to pay for the boon of sleep; the
poison tips the scale already made heavy by his blindness and eye-strain, by

his loneliness, by the treachery of his friends, by his general bodily
ailments; he wakes up from this final draught in a stupor from which he
never recovers; he writes to Brandes and signs himself “The Crucified”; he
wanders into the street, is tormented by children, falls in a fit; his good
landlord helps him back to his room, sends for the simple, ignorant doctor
of the neighborhood; but it is too late; the man is insane. Age, forty-four;
another—the only name greater than his among modern philosophers—had
died at that pitifully early age.
The body lingered eleven years behind the mind. Death came in 1900.
He was buried as he had wished: “Promise me,” he had asked his sister,
many years before, “that when I die only my friends shall stand about my
coffin, and no inquisitive crowd. See that no priest or anyone else utters
falsehoods at my graveside, when I can no longer defend myself; and let me
descend into my tomb as an honest pagan.”[289]
After his death the world began to read him. As in so many cases the life
had to be given that the doctrine might be heard. “Only where there are
graves,” he had written in Zarathustra, “are there resurrections.”[290]

PART II

SUGGESTIONS

CHAPTER I

SOLUTIONS AND DISSOLUTIONS

I

The Problem
AND so we come through our five episodes in the history of the
reconstructive mind, and find ourselves in the bewildering present,
comfortably seated, let us say, in the great reading room of our Columbia
Library. An attendant liberates us from the maze of “Nietzsche’s Works”
lying about us, and returns presently with a stack of thirty books purporting
to give the latest developments in the field of social study and research. We
are soon lost in their graphs and statistics, their records and results;
gradually we come to feel beneath these dead facts the lives they would
reveal; and as we read we see a picture.

It is the picture of one life. We see it beginning helplessly in the arms of
the factory physician; it is only after some violence that it consents to
breathe,—as if it hesitates to enter upon its adventure. It has a touch of
consumption but is otherwise a fair enough baby, says the factory physician.
It will do,—not saying for what or whom. Luckily, it is a boy, and will be
able to work soon. He does; at the age of nine he becomes a newsboy; he is
up at five in the morning and peddles news till eight; at nine he gets to
school, fagged out but restless; he gives trouble; cannot memorize quickly
enough, nor sit still long enough; plays truant, loving the hard lessons of the
street; school over, he has a half-hour of play, but must then travel his news
route till six; after supper he has no taste for study; if he cannot go down
into the street, he will go to bed. At fourteen, hating the school where he is

beaten or scolded daily, he connives with his parents at certain falsehoods
which secure his premature entrance into the factory. He works hard, and
for a time happily enough; there is more freedom here than in the school.
He discovers sex, passes through the usual chapter of accidents, and finally
achieves manhood in the form of a sexual disease. He falls in love several
times, and out as many times but one; he marries, shares his disease with
his wife, and begets ten children,—nearly all of them feeble, and two of
them blind; he does not want so many children, but the priest has told him
that religion commands it. He works harder to support them, but his health
is giving way, and life becomes a heavy burden to him. The factory installs
scientific management, and he finds himself performing the same operation
every ten seconds from seven to twelve and from one to six;—some three
thousand times a day; he protests, but is told that science commands it. He
joins a union, and goes out on strike; his family suffer severely, one of the
children dying of malnutrition; he wins a wage-increase of five per cent; his
landlord raises his rent, and a month later his wife informs him that the
prices of food and clothing have gone up six per cent. His country goes to
war about a piece of territory he has never heard of; his one fairly strong
boy rushes off to the defence of the colors, returns (age twenty) with one
leg and almost an arm, and sits in the house smoking, drinking, and
dribbling in repetitious semi-torpor his memories of battle. Then comes
street-corner talk of socialism, capitalism, and other things new and
therefore hard to understand; a glimmer of hope, a cloud of doubt, then
resignation. Four of the children die before they are twenty; two others
become consumptive weaklings. The father is sent away from the factory
because he is too old and feeble; he finds work in a saloon; drink helps him
to slip down; he steals a bracelet from the factory-owner’s kept woman, is
arrested, tries to hang himself, but is discovered when half dead, and is
restored to life against his will. He serves his sentence, returns to his family,
and becomes a beggar. He dies of exposure and disease, and his widow is
supported by two of his daughters, who have become successful prostitutes.
It is the picture of one life. And as you look at it you see beyond it the
hundred thousand lives of which it is one; you see this suffering and
meaninglessness as but one hundredth part of a thousandth part of the
meaningless suffering of men; you hear the angry cries of the rebellious
young, the drunken laughter of the older ones who have no more rebellion
in them, the quiet weeping of the mothers of many children. Around you

here you see the happy faces of young students, eloquent of comfortable
homes; at your elbow a gentleman of family is writing a book on the
optimism of Robert Browning. And then suddenly, beneath this world of
leisure and learning, you feel the supporting brawn of the wearied workers;
you vision the very pillars of this vast edifice held up painfully, hour after
hour, on the backs of a million sweating men; your leisure is their labor,
your learning is paid for by their ignorance, your luxury is their toil.
For a moment the great building seems to tremble, as if rebellion stirred
beneath and upheaval was upon the world. Then it is still once more, and
you and I are here with our thirty books.
One feels guilty of sentiment here (after reading Nietzsche!), and hurries
back to the sober features of those crowded volumes. Here, in cold
scientific statement, is our social problem: here are volumes biological on
heredity, eugenics, dietetics, and disease; volumes sociological on marriage,
prostitution, the family, the position of woman, contraception and the
control of population; volumes psychological on education, criminology,
and the replacement of supernatural by social religion; volumes economic
on private property, poverty, child labor, industrial methods, arbitration,
minimum wage, trusts, free trade, immigration, prohibition, war; volumes
political on individualism and communism, anarchism and socialism, single
tax, Darwinism and politics, democracy and aristocracy, patriotism,
imperialism, electoral and administrative methods; methodological volumes
on trade-unions and craft-unions, “direct action” and “political action,”
violence and non-resistance, revolution and reform. It is a discouraging
maze; we plunge into it almost hopelessly. Several of these authors have
schemes for taking the social machine apart, and a few even have schemes
for putting it together again; hardly one of them remembers the old warning
that this machine must be kept going while it is being repaired. And each of
these solutions, as its author never suspects, is but an added problem.
Let us listen to these men for a while, let us follow them for a space, and
see where they bring us out. They may not bring us out at all; but perhaps
that is just what we need to see.

II

“Solutions”

1

Feminism

And first, with due propriety, let us listen to the case of woman vs. the
status quo. We imagine the argument as put by a studious and apparently
harmless young lady. She begins gently and proceeds crescendo.
“The case for woman is quite simple; as simple as the case for
democracy. We are human beings, we are governed, we are taxed; and we
believe that just government implies the consent of the governed.
“We might have been content with the old life, had you masters of the
world been content to leave us the old life. But you would not. Your system
of industry has made the position of most young men so hopeless and
insecure that they are year by year putting back the age of marriage. You
have forced us out of our homes into your factories; and you have used us
as a means of making still harder the competition for employment among
the men. Your advocates speak of the sacredness of the home; and
meanwhile you have dragged 5,000,000 English women out of their homes
to be the slaves of your deadening machines.[291] You exalt marriage; and in
this country one woman out of every ten is unmarried, and one out of every
twenty married women works in your unclean shops. The vile cities born of
your factory-system have made life so hard for us, temptations so frequent,
vice so attractive and convenient, that we cannot grow up among you
without suffering some indelible taint.
“Some of us go into your factories because we dread marriage, and some
of us marry because we dread your factories. But there is not much to
choose between them. If we marry we become machines for supplying
another generation of workers and soldiers; and if we talk of birth-control
you arrest us. As if we had no right to all that science has discovered! And
the horror of it is that while you forbid us to learn how to protect ourselves
and our children from the evils of large families, you yourselves buy this
knowledge from your physicians and use it; and one of your societies for
the prevention of birth-control has been shown to consist of members with
an average of 1.5 children per family.[292] Your physicians meet in learned
assemblies and vote in favor of maintaining the law which forbids the
spread of this information; and then we find that physicians have the
smallest average family in the community.[293] One must be a liar and a
thief to fit comfortably into this civilization which you ask us to defend.

“But we are resolved to get this information; and all your laws to prevent
us will only lessen our respect for law. We will not any longer bring
children into the world unless we have some reasonable hope of giving
them a decent life. And not only that. We shall end, too, the hypocrisies of
marriage. If you will have monogamy you may have it; but if you continue
merely to pretend monogamy we shall find a way of regaining our
independence. We shall not rest until we have freed ourselves from the sting
of your generosity; until our bread comes not from your hand in kindness
but from the state or our employers in recognition of our work. Then we
shall be free to leave you, and you free to leave us, as we were free to take
one another at the beginning,—so far, alas! as the categorical imperative of
love left us free. And our children will not suffer; better for them that they
see us part than that they live with us in the midst of hypocrisy and secret
war.
“Because we want this freedom—to stay or to go—this freedom to know
and control the vital factors of our lives, therefore we demand equal
suffrage. It is but a little thing, a mere beginning; and beware how you
betray your secrets in your efforts to bar us from this beginning. Are you
afraid to share with us the power of the ballot? Do you confess so openly
that you wish to command us without our consent, that you wish to use us
for your secret ends? You dare not fight fair and in the open? Is the ballot a
weapon which you use on us and will not let us use on you? It is so you
conceive citizenship! Or will you ask us to believe that you are thinking not
of your own interests but of posterity?
“But we shall get this from you, just as we get other things from you,—
by repetition. And then we shall go on to make the world more fit for
women to live in: we shall force open all the avenues of life that have been
closed to us before, making us narrow and petty and dull. We shall compel
your universities to admit us to their classes; we shall enter your
professions, we shall compete with you for office, we shall win the
experiences and dare the adventures which we need to make us your rivals
in literature and philosophy and art. You say we cannot be your comrades,
your friends; that we can be only tyrants or slaves; but what else can we be,
with all the instructive wealth of life kept from us? You hide from us the
great books that are being written to-day, and then you are surprised at our
gossip, our silly scandal-mongering, our inability to converse with you on
business and politics, on science and religion and philosophy; you will not

let us grow, and then you complain because we are so small. But we want to
grow now, we want to grow! We cannot longer be mothers only. The world
does not need so many children; and even to bring up better children we
must have a wider and healthier life. We must have our intellects stimulated
more and our feelings less. We have burst the bonds of our old narrow
world; we must explore everything now. It is too late to stop us; and if you
try you will only make life a mess of hatred and conflict for us both. And
after all, do you know why we want to grow? It is because we long for the
day when we shall be no longer merely your mistresses, but also your
friends.”
2

Socialism

Another complainant: a young Socialist: such a man as works far into
almost every night in the dingy office of his party branch, and devotes his
Sundays to Das Kapital; bright-eyed, untouched by disillusionment; fired
by the vision of a land of happy comrades.
“I agree with the young lady,” he says; “the source of all our ills is the
capitalist system. It was born of steam-driven machinery and conceived in
laissez-faire. It saw the light in Adam Smith’s England, ruined the health of
the men of that country, and then came to America, where it grew fat on
‘liberty’ and ‘the right to do as one pleases with one’s own.’ It believed in
competition—that is to say war—as its God, in whom all things lived and
moved and sweated dividends; it made the acquisition of money, by no
matter what means, the test of virtue and success, so that honest men
became ashamed of themselves if they did not fail; it made all life a matter
of ‘push’ and ‘pull,’ like the two sides of a door in one of those business
palaces which make its cities great mazes of brick and stone rising like new
Babels in the face of heaven. Its motto was, Beware of small profits; its aim
was the greatest possible happiness of the smallest possible number. Out of
competition it begot the trust, the rebate, and the ‘gentleman’s agreement’;
out of ‘freedom of contract’ it begot wage-slavery; out of ‘liberty, equality
and fraternity’ it begot an industrial feudalism worse than the old feudalism,
based on the inheritance not of land, but of the living bodies and souls of
thousands of men, women and children. When it came (in 1770) the annual
income of England was $600,000,000; in 1901 the annual income of

England was $8,000,000,000; the system has made a thousand millionaires,
but it has left the people starving as before.[294] It has increased wages, and
has increased prices a trifle more. It has improved the condition of the
upper tenth of the workers, and has thrown the great remaining mass of the
workers into a hell of torpor and despair. It has crowned all by inventing the
myopic science of scientific management, whereby men are made to work
at such speed, and with such rigid uniformity, that the mind is crazed, and
the body is worn out twenty years before its time. It has made the world
reek with poverty, and ugliness, and meanness, and the vulgarity of
conspicuous wealth. It has made life intolerable and disgraceful to all but
sheep and pigs.
“There is only one way of saving our civilization—such as there is of it
—from wasting away through the parasitic degeneration of a few of its
parts and the malnutrition of the rest; and that is by frankly abandoning this
laissez-faire madness, and changing the state into a mechanism for the
management of the nation’s business. We workers must get hold of the
offices, and turn government into administration. Without that our strikes
and boycotts, our ‘direct action’ and economic organization, arrive at little
result; every strike we ‘win’ means that prices will go up, and our time and
energy—and dues—have gone to nothing but self-discipline in solidarity.
We can control prices only by controlling monopolies; and we can control
monopolies only by controlling government. That means politics, and it’s a
scheme that won’t work until the proletariat get brains enough to elect
honest and sensible men to office; but if they haven’t the brains to do that
they won’t have the brains to do anything effective on the economic or any
other field. We know how hard it is to get people to think; but we flatter
ourselves that our propaganda is an educative force that grows stronger
every year, and has already achieved such power as to decide the most
important election held in this country since the Civil War.
“Already a large number of people have been educated—chiefly by our
propaganda—to understand, for example, the economic greed that lies
behind all wars. They perceive that so long as capital finds its highest rate
of profit in the home market, capitalists see to it that peace remains secure;
but that when capital has expanded to the point at which the rate of interest
begins to fall, or when labor has ceased to be docile, because it has ceased
to be unorganized and uninformed, capitalists then seek foreign markets and
foreign investments, and soon require the help of war—that is, the lives of

the workers at home—to help them enforce their terms on foreign
governments and peoples. Only the national ownership of capital can
change that. We thought once that we were too civilized ever to go to war
again; we begin to see that our industrial feudalism leads inevitably to war
and armaments, and the intellectual stagnation that comes from a
militaristic mode of national life. We begin to see all history as a Dark Age
(with fitful intervals of light),—a long series of wars in which men have
killed and died for delusions, fighting to protect the property of their
exploiters. And it becomes a little clearer to us than before that this awful
succession of killings and robberies is no civilization at all, and that we
shall never have a civilization worthy of the name until we transform our
industrial war into the coöperative commonwealth, and all ‘foreigners’ into
friends.”
3

Eugenics

“My dear young man,” says the Eugenist at this point, “you must study
biology. Your plan for the improvement of mankind is all shot through with
childish ignorance of nature’s way of doing things. Come into my
laboratory for a few years; and you will learn how little you can do by
merely changing the environment. It’s nature that counts, not nurture.
Improvement depends on the elimination of the inferior, not on their
reformation by Socialist leaflets or settlement work. What you have to do is
to find some substitute for that natural selection—the automatic and
ruthless killing off of the unfit—which we are more and more frustrating
with our short-sighted charity. Humanitarianism must get informed. Our
squeamishness about interfering with the holy ‘liberty of the individual’ will
have to be moderated by some sense of the right of society to protect itself
from interference by the individual. Here are the feeble-minded, for
example; they breed more rapidly than healthy people do, and they almost
always transmit their defect. If you don’t interfere with these people, if you
don’t teach them or force them to be childless, you will have an increase in
insanity along with the development of humanity. Think of making a
woman suffer to deliver into the world a cripple or an idiot. And further,
consider that the lowest eighth of the people produce one-half of the next
generation. The better people, the more vigorous and healthy people, are
refusing to have children; every year the situation is becoming more

critical. City-life and factory-life make things still worse; young men
coming from the country plunge into the maelstrom of the city, then into its
femalestrom; they emerge with broken health, marry deformities dressed up
in the latest fashion, and produce children inferior in vigor and ability to
themselves. Given a hundred years more of this, and western Europe and
America will be in a condition to be overcome easily by the fertile and
vigorous races of the East. That is what you have to think of. The problem
is larger than that of making poor people less poor; it is the problem of
preserving our civilization. Your socialism will help, but it will be the
merest beginning; it will be but an introduction to the socialization of
selection,—which is eugenics. We will prevent procreation by people who
have a transmissible defect or disease; we will require certificates of health
and clean ancestry before permitting marriage; we will encourage the
mating, with or without love, of men and women possessed of energy and
good physique. We will teach people, in Mr. Marett’s phrase, to marry less
with their eyes and more with their heads. It will take us a long while to put
all this into effect; but we will put it. Time is on our side; every year will
make our case stronger. Within half a century the educated world will come
and beg us to guide them in a eugenic revolution.”
4

Anarchism

A gentle anarchist:
“You do well to talk of revolution; but you do wrong to forget the
individual in the race. Your eugenic revolution will not stop the exploitation
of the workers by the manufacturers through the state. Give men justice and
they will soon be healthy; give them the decent life which is the only just
reward for their work, and you will not need eugenics. Instead of bothering
about parasitic germs you should attend to parasitic exploiters; it is in this
social parasitism that the real danger of degeneration lies. Continued
injustice of employers to employees is splitting every western nation into
factions; class-loyalty will soon be stronger than loyalty to the community;
and the time will come when nations in which this civil war has not been
superseded by voluntary mutual aid will crumble into oblivion.
“And yet men are willing to be loyal to the community, if the community
is organized to give them justice. If exploitation were to cease there would

be such bonds of brotherhood among men as would make the community
practically everlasting. All you need do is to let men coöoperate in freedom.
They long to coöperate; all evolution shows a growth in the ability to
coöoperate; man surpassed the brute just because of this. Nor is law or state
needed; coercive government is necessary only in societies founded on
injustice. The state has always been an instrument of exploitation; and law
is merely the organized violence of the ruling class. It is a subtle scheme; it
enables industrial lords to do without any pangs of conscience what but for
their statute-books might give them a qualm or two. Notice, for example,
how perfectly Christian such slaughters as those in Colorado or Virginia can
be made to appear—even to the slaughterers—by the delightful expedient
of the statute-book. They kill and call it law, so that they may sleep.
“And then we are told that one must never use violence in labor disputes.
But obviously it is precisely violence that is used against labor, and against
the free spirit. As a matter of history, rebels did not begin to use violence on
the authorities until the authorities had used violence on them. We feel
ourselves quite justified in using any means of attack on a system so
founded in coercion. The whole question with us is one not of morals but of
expediency. We have been moral a little too long.”
5

Individualism

“Precisely,” says the Stirnerite anarchist; “it is all a question of might,
not of right; and we exploited ones may be as right as rectitude and never
get anywhere unless we can rhyme a little might to our right. Each of us has
a right to do whatever he is strong enough to do. ‘One gets farther with a
handful of might than with a bagful of right.’ He who wants much, and
knows how to get it, has in all times taken it, as Napoleon did the continent,
and the French Algeria. Therefore the only point is that the respectful
‘lower classes’ should at length learn to take for themselves what they
want.”
6

Individualism Again

And lastly, Advocatus Diaboli, Mr. Status Quo:

“I agree with you right heartily, Sir Stirnerite anarchist; it is time you
children came to understand that everything is a question of power. Let the
fittest survive and let us all use whatever means we find expedient. I am
frank with you now; but you must not be surprised if to-morrow I write out
a few checks for the salaries of the liars whom I have in my employ. Why
should we tell the truth and go under? Surely you will understand that not
all knowledge is good for all men. If it gives you satisfaction, for example,
to spread information about birth-control, you will not feel hurt if it gives us
satisfaction to oppose you, for the sake of the future armies of unemployed
without which our great scheme of industry would be seriously hampered.
“And I agree with your fellow-anarchist, that the state is often a
nuisance. I can make use of a little government; but when the state begins to
tell me how to run my business then I feel as if your criticism of the state is
very just—and convenient. I am an individualist,—a good old American
individualist,—like Jefferson and Emerson. The state can’t manage industry
half as well as we can. You know—as our Socialists do not—that
government ownership is only ownership by politicians, by Hinky-Dinks
and Bath-house Johns; and I can tell you from intimate knowledge of these
people that they will do anything for money except efficient administrative
work.
“Your scheme of having the workers take over the industries is a good
scheme—for the millennium. Where would you get men to direct you?
They come to us because we pay them well; if your syndicalist shops would
pay them as well as we do, they would be the beginning of a new
aristocracy; if you think these clever men will work for ‘honor’ you are
leaning on an airy dream. Destroy private property and you will have a
nation of hoboes and Hindus.
“As to exploitation, what would you have? We are strong, and you are
weak; it is the law of nature that we should use you, just as it is the law of
nature that one species should use the weaker species as its prey. The
weaker will always suffer, with or without law. Even if all bellies are full,
the majority will envy the intellectual power of their betters, and will suffer
just as keenly on the intellectual plane as they do now on the physical. The
alternative of the under-dog is to get intelligence and power, or ‘stay put.’
“My advice, then, is to let things be. You can change the superficial
conditions of the struggle for existence and for power, but the fundamental

facts of it will remain. Monarchy, aristocracy, democracy,—it’s all the
same. The most powerful will rule, whether by armies or by newspapers; it
makes no difference if God is on the side of the biggest battalions, or the
side of the biggest type. We bought the battalions; we buy the type.
“Come, let us get back to our business.”

III

Dissolutions
HERE is a reductio ad absurdum of our social ’isms; and here is the
history of many a social rebel. From dissatisfaction to socialism, from
socialism to anarchism, from anarchism to Stirnerism, from Stirnerism and
the cult of the ego to Nietzsche and the right to exploit;—so has many a
man made the merry-go-round of thought and come back wearily at last to
the terra firma of the thing that is. We sail into the sea of social controversy
without chart or compass or rudder; and though we encounter much wind,
we never make the port of our desire. We need maps, and instruments, and
knowledge; we need to make inquiries, to face our doubts, to define our
purposes; we shall have to examine more ruthlessly our preconceptions and
hidden premises, to force into the light the wishes that secretly father our
illegitimate thoughts. We must ask ourselves questions that will reach down
to the tenderest roots of our philosophies.
You are a feminist, let us say. Very well. Have you ever considered the
sociological consequences of that very real disintegration of the “home”
which an advancing feminism implies? Granted that this disintegration has
been begun by the industrial revolution. Do you want it to go on more
rapidly? Do you want women to become more like men? Do you think that
the “new woman” will care to have children? It is surely better for the
present comfort of our society that there should be a considerable fall in the
birth rate; but will that expose the people of Europe and America to
absorption by the races of the East? You argue that the case for feminism is
as simple as the case for democracy; but is the case for democracy simple?
Is democracy competent? Is it bringing us where we want to go? Or is it a
sort of collective determination to drift with the tide,—a sort of magnified
laissez-faire? And as to “rights” and “justice,” how do you answer
Nietzsche’s contention that the more highly organized species, sex, or class,

must by its very nature use, command, and exploit the less highly organized
species, sex, or class?
You are a Socialist; and you yearn for a Utopia of friends and equals; but
will you, to make men equal, be compelled to chain the strength of the
strong with many laws and omnipresent force?—will you sacrifice the
superiority of the chosen few to the mediocrity of the many? Will you, to
control the exploiter, be obliged to control all men, even in detail?—will
your socialism really bring the slavery and servile state that Spencer and
Chesterton and Belloc fear? Is further centralization of government
desirable? Have you considered sufficiently the old difficulty about the
stimulus to endeavor in a society that should restrict private property to a
minimum and prohibit inheritance? Have you arranged to protect your
coöperative commonwealth by limiting immigration—from Europe and
from heaven?[295] Are you not, in general, exaggerating the force of the
aggregative as against the segregative tendencies in human nature? And do
you think that a change of laws can make the weak elude the exploiting arm
of the strong? Will not the strongest men always make whatever laws are
made, and rule wherever men are ruled? Can any government stand that is
not the expression of the strongest forces in the community? And if the
strongest force be organized labor, are you sure that organized labor will not
exploit and tyrannize? Will the better organized and skilled workers be
“just” to the unskilled and imperfectly organized workers? And what do you
mean by “justice”?
And as to the eugenist, surely it is unnecessary to expose his
unpreparedness to meet the questions which his programme raises.
Questions, for example, as to what “units” of character to breed for, if there
are such “units”; whether definite breeding for certain results would forfeit
adaptive plasticity; whether compulsory sterilization is warranted by our
knowledge of heredity; whether serious disease is not often associated with
genius; whether the native mental endowments of rich and poor are
appreciably different, and whether the “comparative infertility of the upper
classes” is really making for the deterioration of the race; whether progress
depends on racial changes so much as on changes in social institutions and
traditions. And so on.
And the anarchist, whom one loves if only for the fervor of his hope and
the beauty of his dream,—the anarchist falters miserably in the face of
interrogation. If all laws were to be suspended to-morrow, all coercion of

citizen by state, how long would it be before new laws would arise? Would
the aforementioned strong cease to be strong and the weak cease to be
weak? Would people be willing to forego private property? Are not belief
and disbelief in private property determined less by logic and “justice” than
by one’s own success or failure in the acquisition of private property? Do
only the weak and uncontrolled advocate absolute lack of restraint? Do
most men want liberty so much that they will tolerate chaos and a devil-
take-the-hind-most individualism for the sake of it? Can it be, after all, that
freedom is a negative thing,—that what men want is, for some,
achievement, for others, peace,—and that for these they will give even
freedom? What if a great number of people dread liberty, and are not at all
so sensitive to restraint and commandment as the anarchist? Perhaps only
children and geniuses can be truly anarchistic? Perhaps freedom itself is a
problem and not a solution? Does the mechanization, through law and
custom, of certain elements in our social behavior, like the mechanization,
through habit and instinct, of certain elements in individual behavior, result
in greater freedom for the higher powers and functions? Again, to have
freedom for all, all must be equal; but does not development make for
differentiation and inequality? Consider the America of three hundred years
ago; a nation of adventurous settlers, hardly any of them better off than any
other,—all of a class, all on a level; and see what inequalities and castes a
few generations have produced! Is there a necessary antithesis between
liberty and order, freedom and control?—or are order and control the first
condition of freedom? Does not law serve many splendid purposes,—could
it not serve more? Is the state necessary so long as there are long-eared and
long-fingered gentry?
As for your revolutions, who profits by them? The people who have
suffered, or the people who have thought? Is a revolution, so far as the poor
are concerned, merely the dethronement of one set of rulers or exploiters so
that another set may have a turn? Do not most revolutions, like that which
wished to storm heaven by a tower, end in a confusion of tongues? And
after each outbreak do not the workers readapt themselves to their new
slavery with that ease and torpid patience which are the despair of every
leader, until they are awakened by another quarrel among their masters?

One could fling about such questions almost endlessly, till every ’ism
should disappear under interrogation points. Every such ’ism, clearly, is but

a half-truth, an arrested development, suffering from malinformation. One
is reminded of the experiment in which a psychologist gave a ring-puzzle to
a monkey, and—in another room—a like puzzle to a university professor:
the monkey fell upon the puzzle at once with teeth and feet and every
manner of hasty and haphazard reaction,—until at last the puzzle, dropped
upon the floor, came apart by chance; the professor sat silent and motionless
before the puzzle, working out in thought the issue of many suggested
solutions, and finally, after forty minutes, touched it to undo it at a stroke.
Our ’isms are simian reactions to the social puzzle. We jump at conclusions,
we are impinged upon extremes, we bound from opposite to opposite, we
move with blinders to a passion-colored goal. Some of us are idealists, and
see only the beautiful desire; some of us are realists, and see only the dun
and dreary fact; hardly any of us can look fact in the face and see through it
to that which it might be. We “bandy half-truths” for a decade and then
relapse into the peaceful insignificance of conformity.[296]
It dawns on students of social problems, as it dawned long since on
philosophers, that the beginning of their wisdom is a confession of their
ignorance. We know now that the thing we need, and for lack of which we
blunder valiantly into futility, is not good intentions but informed
intelligence. All problems are problems of education; all the more so in a
democracy. Not because education can change the original nature of man,
but because intelligent coöperation can control the stimuli which determine
the injuriousness or beneficence of original dispositions. Impulse is not the
enemy of intelligence; it is its raw material. We desire knowledge—and
particularly knowledge of ourselves—so that we may know what external
conditions evoke destructive, and what conditions evoke constructive,
responses. We do not, for example, expect intelligence to eradicate
pugnacity; we do not want it to do so; but we want to eradicate the
environmental conditions which turn this impulse to wholesale suicide.
Men should fight; it is the essence of their value that they are willing to
fight; the problem of intelligence is to discuss and to create means for the
diversion of pugnacity to socially helpful ends. Character is per se neither
good nor bad, but becomes one or the other according to the nature of the
stimuli presented. What we call moral reform, then, waits on information
and consequent remoulding of the factors determining the direction of our
original dispositions. We become “better” men and women only so far as
we become more intelligent. Just as psychoanalysis can, in some measure,

reconstruct the personal life, so social analysis can reconstruct social life
and turn into productive channels the innocent but too often destructive
forces of original nature.[297]
Our problem, then, to repeat once more our central theme, is to facilitate
the growth and spread of intelligence. With this definition of the issue we
come closer to our thesis,—that the social problem must be approached
through philosophy, and philosophy through the social problem.

CHAPTER II

THE RECONSTRUCTIVE FUNCTION OF PHILOSOPHY

I

Epistemologs
NOW there are a great many people who will feel no thrill at all at the
mention of philosophy,—who will rather consider themselves excused by
the very occurrence of the word from continuing on the road which this
discussion proposes to travel. No man dares to talk of philosophy in these
busy days except after an apologetic preface; philosophers themselves have
come to feel that their thinking is so remote from practical endeavor that
they have for the most part abandoned the effort to relate their work to the
concrete issues of life. In the eyes of the man who does things philosophy is
but an aërial voyaging among the mists of transcendental dialectic, or an
ineffective moralizing substitute for supernatural religion. Philosophy was
once mistress of all the disciplines of thought and search; now none so poor
to do her reverence.
There is no way of meeting this indictment other than to concede it. It is
true. It is mild. Only a lover of philosophy can know—with the intimacy of
a particeps criminis—how deeply philosophy has fallen from her ancient
heights. Looking back to Greece we find that philosophy there was a real
pursuit of wisdom, a very earnest effort to arrive by discussion and self-
criticism at a way of life, a philosophia vitæ magistra, a knowledge of the
individual and social good and of the means thereto, a conscious direction
of social institutions to ethical ends; philosophy and life in those days were
bound up with one another as mechanics is now bound up with efficient

construction. Even in the Middle Ages philosophy meant coördinate living,
synthetic behavior; with all their reputation for cobweb-spinning, the
Scholastics were much closer to life in their thinking than most modern
philosophers have been in theirs.
The lapse of philosophy from her former significance and vitality is the
result of the exaggerated emphasis placed on the epistemological problem
by modern thinkers; and this in turn is in great part due to the difficulties on
which Descartes stumbled in his effort to reconcile his belief in mechanism
with his desire to placate the Jesuits. How minor a rôle is played by the
problems of the relation between subject and object, the validity of
knowledge, epistemological realism and idealism, in a frankly mechanist
philosophy, appears in Bacon, Hobbes, and Spinoza;[298] these men—
deducting Bacon’s astute obeisance to theology—know what they want and
say what they mean; they presume, with a maturity so natural as to be
mistaken for naïveté, that the validity of thought is a matter to be decided
by action rather than by theory; they take it for granted that the supreme and
ultimate purpose of philosophy is not analysis but synthesis, not the
intellectual categorizing of experience but the intelligent reconstruction of
life. Indeed, as one pursues this clew through the devious—almost stealthy
—course of modern speculation it appears that no small part of the
epistemological development has been made up of the oscillations,
compromises, and obscurities natural in men who were the exponents and
the victims of a painful transition. Civilization was passing from one
intellectual basis to another; and in these weird epistemologs the vast
process came uncomfortably to semiconsciousness. They were old bottles
bursting with new wine; and their tragedy was that they knew it. They clung
to the old world even while the new one was swimming perilously into their
ken; they found a pitiful solace in the old phrases, the old paraphernalia of a
dead philosophy; and in the suffering of their readjustment there was, quite
inevitably, some measure of self-deception.
And that is why they are so hard to understand. Even so subtle a thinker
as Santayana finds them too difficult, and abandons them in righteous
indignation. There is no worse confounding of confusion than self-
deception: let a man be honest with himself, and he may lie with tolerable
intelligibility and success; but let him be his own dupe and he may write a
thousand critiques and never get himself understood. Indeed, some of them
do not want to be understood, they only want to be believed. Hegel, for

example, was not at all surprised to find that no one understood him; he
would have been surprised and chagrined to find that some one had.
Obscurity can cover a multitude of sins.
Add to this self-befoggery the appalling historismus (as Eucken calls it),
the strange lifeless interest in the past for its own sake, the petty poring over
problems of text and minutiæ of theory in the classics of speculation;—and
the indictment of philosophy as a useless appanage of the idle rich gains
further ground. We do not seem to understand how much of the past is dead,
how much of it is but a drag on the imaginative courage that dares to think
of a future different from the past, and better. Philosophy is too much a
study of the details of superseded systems; it is too little the study of the
miraculous living moment in which the past melts into the present and the
future finds creation. Most people have an invincible habit of turning their
backs to the future; they like the past because the future is an adventure. So
with most philosophers to-day; they like to write analyses of Kant,
commentaries on Berkeley, discussions of Plato’s myths; they are students
remembering, they have not yet become men thinking. They do not know
that the work of philosophy is in the street as well as in the library, they do
not feel and understand that the final problem of philosophy is not the
relation of subject and object but the misery of men.
And so it is well that philosophy, such as it chiefly is in these days,
should be scorned as a busy idler in a world where so much work is asking
to be done.
Philosophy was vital in Plato’s day; so vital that some philosophers were
exiled and others put to death. No one would think of putting a philosopher
to death to-day. Not because men are more delicate about killing; but
because there is no need to kill that which is already dead.[299]

II

Philosophy as Control
BUT after all, this is not a subject for rhetoric so much as for resolution.
Here we are again in our splendid library; here we sit, financially secure,
released from the material necessities of life, to stand apart and study, to
report and help and state and solve; under us those millions holding us aloft
so that we may see for them, dying by the thousand so that we may find the

truth that will make the others free; and what do we do? We make phrases
like “esse est percipi,” “synthetic judgments à priori,” and “being is
nothing”; we fill the philosophic world with great Saharas of Kantiana; we
write epistemology for two hundred years. Surely there is but one decent
thing for us to do: either philosophy is of vital use to the community, or it is
not. If it is not, we will abandon it; if it is, then we must seek that vital use
and show it. We have been privileged to study and think and travel and
learn the world; and now we stand gaping before it as if there were nothing
wrong, as if nothing could be done, as if nothing should be done. We are
expert eyes, asked to point the way; and all that we report is that there is
nothing to see, and nowhere to go. We are without even a partial sense of
the awful responsibility of intelligence.
It is time we put this problem of knowledge, even the problem of the
validity of knowledge, into the hands of science. How we come to know,
what the process of knowledge is, what “truth” is,—all these are questions
of fact; they are problems for the science of psychology, they are not
problems for philosophy. This continual sharpening of the knife, as Lotze
put it, becomes tiresome—almost pathetic—if, after all, there is no cutting
done. Like Faust, who found himself when, blinded by the sun, he turned
his face to the earth, so we shall have to forget our epistemological heaven
and remember mother earth; we shall have to give up our delightful German
puzzles and play our living part in the flow of social purpose. Philosophers
must once more learn to live.
To make such a demand for a new direction of philosophy to life is after
all only a development of pragmatism, turning that doctrine of action as the
test and significance of thought to uses not so individual as those in which
William James found its readiest application. If philosophy has meaning, it
must be as life become aware of its purposes and possibilities, it must be as
life cross-examining life for the sake of life; it must be as specialized
foresight for the direction of social movement, as reconstructive
intelligence in conscious evolution. Man finds himself caught in a flux of
change; he studies the laws operating in the flux; studying, he comes to
understand; understanding, he comes to control; controlling, he comes face
to face with the question of all questions, For what? Where does he wish to
go, what does he want to be? It is then that man puts his whole experience
before him in synthetic test; then that he gropes for meanings, searches for
values, struggles to see and define his course and goal; then that he

becomes philosopher. Consider these questions of goal and course as
questions asked by a society, and the social function of philosophy appears.
Science enlightens means, philosophy must enlighten ends. Science
informs, philosophy must form. A philosopher is a man who remakes
himself; the social function of philosophy is to remake society.
Have we yet felt the full zest of that brave discovery of the last century,
—that purpose is not in things but in us? What a declaration of
independence there is in that simple phrase, what liberation of a fettered
thought to dare all ventures of creative endeavor! Here at last is man’s
coming-of-age! Well: now that we have won this freedom, what shall we do
with it? That is the question which freedom begets, often as its
Frankenstein; for unless freedom makes for life, freedom dies. Once our
sloth and cowardice might have pleaded the uselessness of effort in a world
where omnipotent purpose lay outside of us, superimposed and
unchangeable; now that we can believe that divinity is in ourselves, that
purpose and guidance are through us, we can no longer shirk the question of
reconstruction. The world is ours to do with what we can and will. Once we
believed in the unchangeable environment—that new ogre that succeeded to
the Absolute—and (as became an age of laissez-faire) we thought that
wisdom lay in meeting all its demands; now we know that environments
can be remade; and we face the question, How shall we remake ours?
This is preëminently a problem in philosophy; it is a question of values.
If the world is to be remade, it will have to be under the guidance of
philosophy.

III

Philosophy as Mediator between Science and Statesmanship
BUT why philosophy?—some one asks. Why will not science do?
Philosophy dreams, while one by one the sciences which she nursed steal
away from her and go down into the world of fact and achievement. Why
should not science be called upon to guide us into a better world?
Because science becomes more and more a fragmentated thing, with
ever less coördination, ever less sense of the whole. Our industrial system
has forced division of labor here, as in the manual trades, almost to the
point of idiocy: let a man seek to know everything about something, and he

will soon know nothing about anything else; efficiency will swallow up the
man. Because of this shredded science we have great zoölogists talking
infantile patriotism about the war, and great electricians who fill sensational
sheets with details of their trips to heaven. We live in a world where thought
breaks into pieces, and coördination ebbs; we flounder into a chaos of
hatred and destruction because synthetic thinking is not in fashion.
Consider, for example, the problem of monopoly: we ask science what
we are to do here; why is it that after we have listened to the economist, and
the historian, and the lawyer, and the psychologist, we are hardly better off
than before? Because each of these men speaks in ignorance of what the
others have discovered. We must find some way of making these men
acquainted with one another before they can become really useful to large
social purposes; we must knock their heads together. We want more uniters
and coördinators, less analyzers and accumulators. Specialization is making
the philosopher a social necessity of the very first importance.
This does not mean that we must put the state into the hands of the
epistemologists. Hardly. The type of philosopher who must be produced
will be a man too close to life to spend much time on merely analytical
problems. He will feel the call of action, and will automatically reject all
knowledge that does not point to deeds. The essential feature of him will be
grasp: he will have his net fixed for the findings of those sciences which
have to do, not with material reconstructions, but with the discovery of the
secrets of human nature. He will know the essentials of biology and
psychology, of sociology and history, of economics and politics; in him
these long-divorced sciences will meet again and make one another fertile
once more. He will busy himself with Mendel and Freud, Sumner and
Veblen, and will scandalously neglect the Absolute. He will study the needs
and exigencies of his time, he will consider the Utopias men make, he will
see in them the suggestive pseudopodia of political theory, and will learn
from them what men at last desire. He will sober the vision with fact, and
find a focus for immediate striving. With this focus he will be able to
coördinate his own thinking, to point the nose of science to a goal; science
becoming thereby no longer inventive and instructive merely, but
preventive and constructive. And so fortified and unified he will preach his
gospel, talking not to students about God, but to statesmen about men.
For we come again—ever and ever again—to Plato: unless wisdom and
practical ability, philosophy and statesmanship, can be more closely bound

together than they are, there will be no lessening of human misery. Think of
the learning of scientists and the ignorance of politicians! You see all these
agitated, pompous men, making laws at the rate of some ten thousand a
year; you see those quiet, unheard of, underpaid seekers in the laboratories
of the world; unless you can bring these two groups together through
coördination and direction, your society will stand still forever, however
much it moves. Philosophy must take hold; it must become the social
direction of science, it must become, strange to say, applied science.
We stand to-day in social science where Bacon stood in natural science:
we seek a method first for the elucidation of causes, and second for the
transformation, in the light of this knowledge, of man’s environment and
man. “We live in the stone age of political science,” says Lester Ward; “in
politics we are still savages.”[300] Our political movements are conceived in
impulse and developed in emotion; they end in fission and fragmentation
because there is no thought behind them. Who will supply thinking to these
instincts, direction to this energy, light to this wasted heat? Our young men
talk only of ideals, our politicians only of fact; who will interpret to the one
the language of the other? What is it, too, that statesmen need if not that
saving sense of the whole which makes philosophy, and which philosophy
makes? Just as philosophy without statesmanship is—let us say—
epistemology, so statesmanship without philosophy is—American politics.
The function of the philosopher, then, is to do the listening to to-day’s
science, and then to do the thinking for to-morrow’s statesmanship. The
philosophy of an age should be the organized foresight of that age, the
interpreter of the future to the present. “Selection adapts man to yesterday’s
conditions, not to to-day’s”;[301] the organized foresight of conscious
evolution will adapt man to the conditions of to-morrow. And an ounce of
foresight is worth a ton of morals.

CHAPTER III

ORGANIZED INTELLIGENCE

I

The Need

INTELLIGENCE is organized experience; but intelligence itself must be
organized. Consider the resources of the unused intelligence of the world;
intelligence potential but undeveloped; intelligence developed but isolated;
intelligence allowed to waste itself in purely personal pursuits, unasked to
enter into coöperation for larger ends. Consider the Platos fretting in exile
while petty politicians rule the world; consider Montaigne, and Hobbes, and
Hume, and Carlyle, and the thousand other men whose genius was left to
grow—or die—in solitude or starvation; consider the vast number of
university-trained minds who are permitted, for lack of invitation and
organized facilities, to slip into the world of profit and loss and
destructively narrow intent; consider the expert ability in all lines which can
be found in the faculties of the world, and which goes to training an
infinitesimal fraction of the community. The thought of university
graduates, of university faculties, of university-trained investigators, has
had a rapidly growing influence in the last ten years in America; and
because it is an influence due to enlightenment it is fundamentally an
influence for “good.” It was this influence that showed when President
Wilson said that the eight-hour day was demanded by the informed opinion
of the time. The sources of such influence have merely been touched; they
are deep; we must find a way to make informed opinion more articulate and
powerful. “The most valuable knowledge consists of methods,” said
Nietzsche;[302] and the most valuable methods are methods of organization,
whether of data or of men. Organization’s the thing. Economic forces are
organized; the forces of intelligence are not. To organize intelligence; that is
surely one method of approach to the social problem; and what if, indeed, it
be the very heart and substance of the social problem?
Now a very easy way of making the propounder of such an organization
feel unusually modest is to ask him that little trouble-making question,
How? To answer that would be to answer almost everything that can be
answered. Here are opera basilica again!—for what are we doing, after all,
but trying to take Francis Bacon seriously? Of course the difficulty in
organizing intelligence is how to know who are intelligent, and how to get
enough people to agree with you that you know. If each man’s self-
valuation were accepted, our organization would be rather bulky. Are there
any men very widely recognized as intelligent, who could be used as the
nucleus of an organization? There are individual men so recognized,—
Edison, for example, and, strange to say, one or two men who by accident

are holding political office. But these are stray individuals; are there any
groups whose average of intelligence is highly rated by a large portion of
the community? There are. Physicians are so rated; so much so that by
popular usage they have won almost a monopoly on the once more widely
used term doctor. University professors are highly rated. Let us take the
physicians and the professors; here is a nucleus of recognized intelligence.
There are objections, here, of course; some one urges that many
physicians are quacks, another that professors are rated as intelligent, but
only in an unpractical sort of way. Perhaps we shall find some scheme for
eliminating the quacks; but the professors present a difficult problem. It is
true that they suffer from intellectualism, academitis, overfondness for
theories, and other occupational diseases; it is true that the same people who
stand in awe of the very word professor would picture the article indicated
by the word as a thin, round-shouldered, be-spectacled ninny, incapable of
finding his way alone through city streets, and so immersed in the stars that
he is sooner or later submerged in a well. But what if this quality of
detachment, of professorial calm, be just one of the qualities needed for the
illumination of our social problem? Perhaps we have too much emotion in
these questions, and need the colder light of the man who is trained to use
his “head” and not his “heart.” Perhaps the most useful thing in the world
for our purpose is this terribly dispassionate, coldly scrutinizing professor.
We need men as impartial and clear-eyed as men come; and whatever a
professor may say, yet he sees his field more clearly and impartially than
any other group of men whatever. Let the professors stay.
And so we have our physicians and our professors,—say all physicians
and professors who have taught or practised three years in institutions, or as
the graduates of institutions, of recognized standing. And now let us dream
our dream.

II

The Organization of Intelligence
THESE men, through meetings and correspondence, organize themselves
into a “Society for Social Research”; they begin at once to look for an
“inspired millionaire” to finance the movement for six months or so; they
advertise themselves diligently in the press, and make known their intention

to get together the best brains of the country to study the facts and
possibilities of the social problem. And then—a difficult point—they face
the task of arranging some more or less impersonal method of deciding who
are the intelligent people and who not. They ask themselves just what kind
of information a man should be expected to have, to fit him for competent
handling of social questions; and after long discussions they conclude that
such a man should be well trained in one—and acquainted with the general
findings of the others—of what we may call the social disciplines: biology,
psychology, sociology, history, economics, law, politics, philosophy, and
perhaps more. They formulate a long and varied test for the discovery of
fitness in these fields; and they arrange that every university in the country
shall after plentiful advertisement and invitation to all and sundry, give
these tests, and pay the expenses incurred by any needy candidate who shall
emerge successful from the trial. In this way men whose studies have been
private, and unadorned with academic degree, are to find entrance to the
Society.
It is recognized that the danger of such a test lies in the premium which
it sets on the bookish as against the practical man: on the man whose
knowledge has come to him in the classroom or the study, as against the
man who has won his knowledge just by living face to face with life. There
are philosophers who have never heard of Kant, and psychologists who
have been Freudians for decades without having ever read a book. A society
recruited by such a test will be devoid of artists and poets, may finally
eliminate all but fact-gathering dryasdusts, and so end deservedly in
nothing. And yet some test there must be, to indicate, however crudely,
one’s fitness or unfitness to take part in this work; the alternative would be
the personal choice of the initial few, whose prejudices and limitations
would so become the constitution and by-laws of the society. Perhaps, too,
some way may appear of using the artists and poets, and the genius who
knows no books.
Well: the tests are given; the original nucleus of physicians and
professors submit themselves to these tests, and some, failing, are
eliminated; other men come, from all fields of work, and from them a
number survive the ordeal and pass into the Society. So arises a body of say
5000 men, divided into local groups but working in unison so far as
geographical separateness will permit; and to them now come, impressed

with their earnestness, a wealthy man, who agrees to finance the Society for
such time as may be needed to test its usefulness.
Now what does our Society do?
It seeks information. That, and not a programme, is the fruitful beginning
of reform. “Men are willing to investigate only the small things of life,”
says Samuel Butler; this Society for Social Research is prepared and
resolved to investigate anything that has vital bearing on the social problem;
it stands ready to make enemies, ready to soil its hands. It appoints
committees to gather and formulate all that biologists can tell of human
origin and the innate impulses of men; all that psychology in its varied
branches can tell of human behavior; all that sociology knows of how and
why human societies and institutions rise and fall; all that medicine can tell
of social ills and health; it appoints committees to go through all science
with the loadstone of the social purpose, picking up this fact here and that
one there; committees to study actual and proposed forms of government,
administrative and electoral methods; committees to investigate marriage,
eugenics, prostitution, poverty, and the thousand other aspects and items of
the social problem; committees to call for and listen to responsible
expressions of every kind of opinion; committees to examine and analyze
social experiments, profit-sharing plans, Oneida communities; even a
committee on Utopia, before which persons with schemes and ’isms and
perfect cities in their heads may freely preach their gospel. In short this
Society becomes the organized eye and ear of the community, ready and
eager to seek out all the facts of human life and business that may enlighten
human will.
And having found the facts it publishes them. Its operations show real
earnestness, sincerity, and ability; and in consequence it wins such prestige
that its reports find much heralding, synopsis, and comment in the press.
But in addition to that it buys, for the first day of every month, a half-page
of space in several of the more widely circulated periodicals and journals of
the country, and publishes its findings succinctly and intelligibly. It gives
full references for all its statements of fact; it makes verification possible
for all doubters and deniers. It includes in each month’s report a reliable
statement of the year’s advances in some one of the social disciplines, so
that its twelve reports in any year constitute a record of the socially vital
scientific findings of the year. It limits itself strictly to verifiable
information, and challenges demonstration of humanly avoidable partiality.

And it takes great care that its reports are couched not in learned and
technical language but in such phraseology as will be intelligible to the
graduates of an average grammar school. That is central.

III

Information of Panacea
WITHOUT some such means of getting and spreading information there is
no hope for fundamental social advance. We have agreed, have we not, that
to make men happier and more capable we must divert their socially
injurious impulses into beneficent channels; that we can do this only by
studying those impulses and controlling the stimuli which arouse them; that
we can control those stimuli only by studying the varied factors of the
environment and the means of changing them; in short, that at the bottom of
the direction of impulse lies the necessity of knowledge, of information
spread to all who care to receive it. Autocracy may improve the world
without spreading enlightenment; but democracy cannot. Delenda est
ignorantia.[303]
This, after all, is a plan for the democratization of aristocracy; it is Plato
translated into America. It utilizes superior intelligence and gives it voice,
but sanctions no change that has not received the free consent of the
community. It gives the aristocracy of intellect the influence and initiative
which crude democracy frustrates; but it avoids the corruption that usually
goes with power, by making this influence work through the channels of
persuasion rather than compulsion. It counteracts the power of wealth to
disseminate partisan views through news-items and editorials, and relies on
fact to get the better at last of double-leaded prejudice. It rests on the faith
that lies will out.
Would the mass of the people listen to such reports? Consider, first, the
repute that attaches to the professorial title. Let a man write even the
sorriest nonsense but sign himself as one of the faculty of some responsible
institution, and he will find a hearing; the reader, perhaps, need not go far to
find an example. In recent industrial and political issues the
pronouncements of a few professors carried very great weight; and there are
some modest purveyors of so supposedly harmless a thing as philosophy
whose voice is feared by all interests that prosper in the dark. Will the

combined reputation of the most enlightened men in the country mean less?
A report published by this Society for Social Research will mean that a
large body of intelligent men have from their number appointed three or
five or ten to find the facts of a certain situation or dispute; these appointed
men will, if they report hastily, or carelessly, or dishonestly, impair the
repute of all their fellows in the Society; they will take care, then, and will
probably find honesty as good a policy as some of us pretend it to be. With
every additional report so guarded from defect the repute of the society will
grow until it becomes the most powerful intellectual force in the world.
When one reflects how many pages of misrepresentation were printed in
the papers of only one city in the presidential campaign of 1916, and then
imagines what would have been the effect of a mere statement of facts on
both sides,—the records of the candidates and the parties, their
acknowledged connections, friends and enemies, their expressed principles
and programmes, the facts about the tariff, the German issue, international
law, the railway-brotherhood dispute, and so forth—one begins to
appreciate the importance of information. After the initial and irrevocable
differences of original nature nothing is so vital as the spread of
enlightenment; and nothing offers itself so well to organized effort.
Eugenics is weak because it has no thought-out programme; ’isms rise and
fall because people are not informed. Let who can, improve the native
qualities of men; but that aside, the most promising plan is the
dissemination of fact.
Such a society for research would be a sort of social consciousness, a
“mind of the race.” It would make social planning possible for the first
time; it would make history conscious. It would look ahead and warn; it
would point the nose of the community to unwelcome but important facts; it
would examine into such statements as that of Sir William Ramsay, that
England’s coal fields will be exhausted in one hundred and seventy-five
years; and its warnings, backed by the prestige of its expert information,
would perhaps avert the ravages of social waste and private greed. Nature,
said Lester Ward, is a spendthrift, man an economizer. But economy means
prevision, and social economy means organized provision. Here would be
not agitation, not propaganda, not moralizing, but only clarification; these
men would be “merchants of light,” simply giving information so that what
men should do they might do knowingly and not in the dark.

Indeed, if one can clarify one need not agitate. Just to state facts is the
most terrible thing that can be done to an injustice. Sermons and stump-
speeches stampede the judgment for a moment, but the sound of their
perorations still lingers in the air when reaction comes. Fact has this
advantage over rhetoric, that time strengthens the one and weakens the
other. Tell the truth and time will be your eloquence.
Let us suppose that our Society has existed some three years; let us
suppose that on the first day of every month it has spread through the press
simple reports of its investigations, simple accounts of socially significant
work in science, and simple statements of fact about the economic and
political issues of the day; let us suppose that by far the greater part of these
reports have been conscientious and accurate and clear. Very well: in the
course of these three years a large number of mentally alert people all over
the country will have developed the habit of reading these monthly reports;
they will look forward to them, they will attach significance to them, they
will herald them as events, almost as decisions. In any question of national
policy its statements will influence thousands and thousands of the more
independent minds. Let us calculate the number of people who, in these
United States, would be reached by such reports; let us say the reports are
printed in three or four New York dailies, having a total circulation of one
million; in other dailies throughout the country totalling some five million
circulation; and in one or more weeklies or monthlies with a large or a
select circulation. One may perhaps say that out of the seven or eight
million people so reached (mostly adult males), five per cent will be so
influenced by the increasing prestige of the Society that they will read the
reports. Of these four hundred thousand readers it is reasonable to suppose
that three hundred thousand will be voters, and not only voters but men of
influence among their fellows. These men will each of them be a medium
through which the facts reported will be spread; it is not too much to say
that the number of American voters influenced directly or indirectly by
these reports will reach to a million.[304] Now imagine the influence of this
million of voters on a presidential election. Their very existence would be a
challenge; candidates would have them in mind when making promises and
criticisms; parties would think of them when formulating policies and
drawing up platforms; editors would beware of falling into claptrap and
deceit for fear of these million men armed with combustible fact. It would
mean such an elevation of political discussion and political performance as

democracy has never yet produced; such an elevation as democracy must
produce or die.

IV

Sex, Art, and Play in Social Reconstruction
SO far our imagined Society has done no more than to seek and give
information. It has, it is true, listened to propagandists and Utopians, and
has published extracts from their testimony; but even this has been not to
agitate but to inform; that such and such opinions are held by such and such
men, and by such and such a number of men, is also a point of information.
Merely to state facts is the essential thing, and the extremely effective thing.
But now there are certain functions which such a Society might perform
beyond the giving of facts—functions that involve personal attitudes and
interpretations. It may be possible for our Society to take on these functions
without detracting from the trust reposed in its statements of fact. What are
these functions?
First of all, the stimulation of artistic production, and the extension of
artistic appreciation. Our Society, which is composed of rather staid men,
themselves not peculiarly fitted to pass judgment outside the field of
science, will invite, let us say, twenty of the most generally and highly
valued of English and American authors to form themselves into a
Committee on Literary Awards, as a branch of the Society for Social
Research. Imagine Thomas Hardy and George Bernard Shaw and H. G.
Wells and John Galsworthy and Rudyard Kipling and John Masefield and
George Moore and Joseph Conrad and W. D. Howells and Theodore Dreiser
and many more, telling the world every month, in individual instalments,
their judgment on current fiction, drama, poetry, English literature in
general; imagine the varied judgments printed with synoptic coördination of
the results as a way of fixing the standing of a book in the English literary
world; and judge of the stimulus that would reside in lists signed by such
names. Imagine another group of men, the literary élite of France, making
briefer reports on French literature; and other groups in Germany, Russia,
Italy, Spain, Scandinavia; imagine the world getting every month the
judgment of Anatole France and Remain Rolland and Gerhardt Hauptmann
and Anton Tchekov and Georg Brandes on the current literature of their
peoples; imagine them making lists, too, of the best books in all their

literatures; imagine eager young men and women poring over these
conflicting lists, discussing them, making lists of their own, and getting
guidance so. And to the literary lists add monthly reports, by a committee of
the Society itself, on the best books in the various fields of science. Finally,
let the artists speak,—painters and sculptors and all; let them say where
excellence has dwelt this month in their respective fields. There are
hundreds of thousands who hunger for such guidance as this plan would
give. There are young people who flounder about hopelessly because they
find no guidance; young people who are easily turned to fine work by the
stimulus of responsible judgment, and as easily lapse into the banalities of
popular fiction and popular magazines when this guiding stimulus fails to
come. There are thousands of people who would be glad to pay their modest
contribution to the support of any organization that would manage to get
such direction for them. Half the value of a university course lies in this,
that the teacher will suggest readings, judge books, and provide general
guidance for individual work. Perhaps the most valuable kind of
information in the world is that which guides one in the search for
information. Such guidance, given to all who ask for it, would go far to save
us from the mediocrity that almost stifles our national life.[305]
And more; why should not the stimulation be for the producers as well
as for the consumers? Why should not some kind of award be made, say
every six months, to the authors adjudged best in their lines by their
qualified contemporaries? Why should such a book as Jean Christophe or
The Brothers Karamazov go unheralded except in fragmentary individual
ways? Why not reward such productions with a substantial prize?—or, if
that be impossible, by some presentation of certificate? Even a “scrap of
paper” would go a long way to stimulate the writer and guide the reader.
But why should not a money reward be possible? If rich men will pay
thousands upon thousands for the (perhaps) original works of dead artists,
why should they not turn their wealth into spiritual gold by helping the
often impecunious writers of the living day? It is a convenient error to
believe that financial aid would detract from the independence of the
creator: it would, did it come from men rewarding on the basis of their own
judgment; it would not if the judgment of the world’s men of letters should
be taken as criterion. And perhaps fewer Chattertons and Davidsons would
mar the history of literature and art.

This direction of attention to what is best and greatest in the work of our
age is a matter of deeper moment than superficial thought can grasp. If, by
some such method, the meaning of “success” could be freed from monetary
implication and attached rather to excellence in art and science, the change
would have almost inestimably far-reaching results. Men worship money, as
has often been pointed out,[306] not for its own sake, nor for the material
good it brings, but for the prestige of success that goes with its
“conspicuous consumption”; let the artist find more appreciation for his
ability than the captain of industry finds for his, and there will be a great
release of energy from economic exploitation to creative work in science,
literature, and art. A large part of the stimuli that prompt men to exploit
their fellows will be gone; and that richest of all incentives—social esteem
—will go to produce men eager to contribute to the general power and
happiness of the community.[307]
The art impulse, as is generally believed, is a diversion of sex energy. An
organism is essentially not a food-getting but a reproductive mechanism;
the food-getting is a contributory incident in the reproduction. As
development proceeds the period of pregnancy and adolescence increases,
more of the offspring survive to maturity, large broods, litters, or families
become unnecessary, and more and more of the energy that was sexual
slides over into originally secondary pursuits, like play and art. At the same
time there is a gradual diminution in pugnacity (which was another factor in
the drama of reproduction), and rivalry in games and arts encroaches more
and more on the emotional field once monopolized by strife for mates and
food. The game—a sort of Hegelian synthesis of hostility and sociability—
takes more and more the place of war, and artistic creation increasingly
replaces reproduction.
If all this is anything more than theoretic skating over thin sheets of fact,
it means that one “way out” from our social perplexities lies in the
provision of stronger stimulus to creation and recreation, art and games. It
is a serious part of the social planner’s work to find some way of nourishing
the art impulse wherever it appears, and drawing it on by arranging rewards
for its productions. And again we shall have to understand that play is an
important matter in a nation’s life; that one of the best signs for the future of
America is the prevalence of healthy athleticism; and that an attempt to
widen these sport activities to greater intersectional and international scope
than they have yet attained will get at some of the roots of international

pugnacity. A wise government would be almost as interested in the people’s
games as in their schools, and would spend millions in making rivalry
absorb the dangerous energy of pugnacity. Olympic games should not be
Olympic games, occurring only with Olympiads; not a month should pass
but great athletes, selected by eliminative tests from every part of every
country, should meet, now here, now there, to match brawn and wits in the
friendly enmity of games. Let men know one another through games, and
they will not for slight reasons pass from sportsmanship to that competitive
destruction and deceit which our political Barnums call “the defence of our
national honor.”

V

Education
THIS diversion of the sexual instinct into art and games (a prophylactic
which has long since been applied to individuals, and awaits application to
groups) must begin in the early days of personal development; so that our
Society for Social Research would, if it were to take on this task, find itself
inextricably mixed up with the vast problem of educational method and
aim.
Here more than anywhere one hears the call for enlightenment and sees
the need for clarification. Here is an abundance of ’isms and a dearth of
knowledge. Most teachers use methods which they themselves consider
antiquated, and teach subjects which they will admit not one in a hundred of
their pupils will ever need to know. Curious lessons in ethics are
administered, which are seldom practised in the classroom, and make
initiative children come to believe that commandment-breaking is heroic.
Boys and girls bursting with vitality and the splendid exuberance of youth
are cramped for hours into set positions, while by a sort of water-cure
process knowledge is pumped into them from books duller than a doctor’s
dissertation in philosophy. And so forth: the indictment against our schools
has been drawn up a thousand times and in a thousand ways, and needs no
reënforcement here. But though we have indicted we have not made any
systematic attempt to find just what is wrong, and how, and where; and
what may be done to remedy the evil. Experiments have been made, but
their bearings and results have been very imperfectly recorded.

Suppose now that our Society for Social Research should appoint a great
Committee on Education to hire expert investigators and make a thorough
attempt to clarify the issues in education. Here the function of philosophy
should be clear; for the educator touches at almost every point those
problems of values, individual and social, which are the special hunting-
ground of the philosopher. The importance of psychology here is
recognized, but the importance of biology and pathology has not been seen
in fit perspective. Why should not a special group of men be set aside for
years, if necessary, to study the applicability of the several sciences to
education? Why should not all scientific knowledge, so far as it touches
human nature, be focused on the semi-darkness in which the educator
works?
Two special problems in this field invite research. One concerns the
effect, on national character and capacity, of a system of education
controlled by the government. The point was made by Spinoza, as may be
remembered, that a government will, if it controls the schools, aim to
restrain rather than to develop the energies of men. Kant remarked the same
difficulty. The function of education in the eyes of a dominant class is to
make men able to do skilled work but unable to do original thinking (for all
original thinking begins with destruction); the function of education in the
eyes of a government is to teach men that eleventh commandment which
God forgot to give to Moses: thou shalt love thy country right or wrong. All
this, of course, requires some marvellous prestidigitation of the truth, as
school text-books of national history show. The ignorant, it seems, are the
necessary ballast in the ship of state.
The alternative to such schools seems to be a return to private education,
with the rich man’s son getting even more of a start on the poor boy than he
gets now. Is there a tertium quid here? Perhaps this is one point which a
resolute effort to get the facts would clarify. What does such
governmentally-regulated education do to the forces of personal difference
and initiative? Will men and women educated in such a way produce their
maximum in art and thought and industry? Or will they be automata, always
waiting for a push? What different results would come if the nationally-
owned schools were to confine their work absolutely to statements of fact,
presentations of science, and were to leave “character-moulding” and
lessons in ethics to private persons or institutions? Then at least each parent

might corrupt his own child in his own pet way; and there might be a
greater number of children who would not be corrupted at all.
Another problem which might be advanced towards a solution by a little
light is that of giving higher education to those who want it but are too poor
to pay. There are certain studies, called above the social disciplines, which
help a man not so much to raise himself out of his class and become a snob,
as to get a better understanding of himself and his fellow-men. Since mutual
understanding is a hardly exaggerable social good, why should not a way be
found to provide for all who wish it evening instruction in history,
sociology, economics, psychology, biology, philosophy, and similar fields
of knowledge? Every added citizen who has received instruction in these
matters is a new asset to the community; he will vote with more
intelligence, he will work better in coöperation, he will be less subject to
undulations of social mania, he will be a hint to all office-seekers to put
their usual nonsense on the shelf. Perhaps by this medium too our Society
would spread its reports and widen its influence. Imagine a nation of people
instructed in these sciences: with such a people civilization would begin.
And then again, our busy-body Society would turn its research light on
the universities, and tell them a thing or two of what the light would show.
It would betray the lack of coördination among the various sciences,—the
department of psychology, for example, never coming to so much as
speaking terms with the department of economics; it would call for an
extension, perhaps, of the now infrequent seminars and conferences
between departments whose edges overlap, or which shed light on a
common field. It would invite the university to give less of its time to
raking over the past, and help it to orient itself toward the future; it would
suggest to every university that it provide an open forum for the responsible
expression of all shades of opinion; it would, in general, call for a better
organization of science as part of the organization of intelligence; it would
remind the universities that they are more vital even than governments; and
it might perhaps succeed in getting engraved on the gates of every
institution of learning the words of Thomas Hobbes: “Seeing the
universities are the foundation of civil and moral doctrine, from whence the
preachers and the gentry, drawing such water as they find, use to sprinkle
the same upon the people, there ought certainly to be great care taken to
have it pure.”

CHAPTER IV

THE READER SPEAKS

I

The Democratization of Aristocracy
AND now we stop for objections.
“This plan is a hare-brained scheme for a new priesthood and a new
aristocracy. It would put a group of college professors and graduates into a
position where they could do almost as they please. You think you avoid
this by telling the gentlemen that they must limit themselves to the
statement of fact; but if you knew the arts of journalism you would not
make so naïve a distinction between airing opinions and stating facts. When
a man buys up a newspaper what he wants to do is not so much to control
the editorials as to ‘edit’ the news,—that is, to select the facts which shall
get into print. It’s wonderful what lies you can spread without telling lies.
For example, if you want to hurt a public man, you quote all his foolish
speeches and ignore his wise ones; you put his mistakes into head-lines and
hide his achievements in a corner. I will guarantee to prove anything I like,
or anything I don’t like, just by stating facts. So with your Society for
Social Research; it would become a great political, rather than an
educational, organization; it would almost unconsciously select its
information to suit its hobbies. Why, the thing is psychologically
impossible. If you want something to be true you will be half blind and half
deaf to anything that obstructs your desire; that is the way we’re made. And
even if nature did not attend to this, money would: as soon as your society
exercised real power on public opinion it would be bought up, in a gentle,
sleight-o’hand way, by some economic group; a few of the more influential
members of the Society would be ‘approached,’ some ‘present’ would be
made, and justice would have another force to contend with. No; your
Society won’t do.”

Well, let us see. Here you have a body of 5000 men; rather a goodly
number for even an American millionaire to purchase. They wish to
investigate, say, the problem of birth-control; what do they do? They vote,

without nominations, for six of their number to manage the investigation;
the six men receiving the highest vote investigate and write out a report.
Now if any report were published which misstated facts, or omitted
important items, the fault would at once diminish the repute and influence
of the Society. Let merely the suspicion get about that these reports are
unfair, and the Society would begin to decay. That is, the power of the
Society would grow with its fairness and fall with its unfairness,—a very
happy arrangement. The fear of this fall in influence would be the best
incentive to impartial reports. Every committee would feel that the future of
the Society depended on the fairness of its own report; and every man on
every committee would hesitate before making himself responsible for the
disrepute of the Society; he would feel himself on trial before his fellow-
members, and would halt himself in the natural slide into partiality.
Not that he would always succeed; men are men. But it is reasonable to
expect that men working under these conditions would be considerably
more impartial than the average newspaper. Again, who is as impartial as
the scientist? One cannot do much in science without a stern control of the
personal equation; to describe protozoa, for example, as one would like
them to be, is no very clever way of attaining repute in protozoölogy. This
is not so true in the social as in the physical sciences, though even in this
new field scientific fairness and accuracy are rapidly increasing. One can
get more reliable and impartial reports of an industrial situation,—e.g., of
the Colorado troubles,—from the scientific investigators than from either
side to the controversy. The very deficiencies of the student type—
incapacity for decisions or for effective methods in action—involve a
compensatory grasp of understanding and impartiality of attitude. Our best
guarantee against dishonesty is not virtue but intelligence, and our Society
is supposed to be a sort of distilled intelligence.
That the scheme savors of aristocracy is not to its discredit. We need
aristocracy, in the sense of better methods for giving weight to superior
brains; we need a touch of Plato in our democracy. After all, the essence of
the plan, as we have said, is the democratization of Plato and Nietzsche and
Carlyle; the intelligent man gets more political power, but only through the
mechanism of democracy. His greater power comes not by his greater
freedom to do what he pleases despite the majority, but by improved
facilities for enlightening and converting the majority. Democracy, ideally,
means only that the aristocracy is periodically elected and renewed; and this

is a plan whereby the aristocrats—the really best—shall be more clearly
seen to be so. Furthermore, the plan avoids the great defect of Plato’s
scheme,—that philosophers are not fitted for executive and administrative
work, that those skilled to see are very seldom also able to do. Here the
philosopher, the man who gets at the truth, rules, but only indirectly, and
without the burdens of office and execution. And indeed it is not the
philosopher who rules, but truth. The liberator is made king.

II

The Professor as Buridan’s Ass
“You have anticipated my objection, and cleverly twisted it into an
argument. But that would be too facile an escape; you must face more
squarely the fact that your professors are mere intellectualist highbrows,
incapable of understanding the real issues involved in our social war, and
even more incapable of suggesting practical ways out. The more you look
the more you see; the more you see, the less you do. You think that
reflection leaves you peace of mind; it doesn’t, it leaves your mind in
pieces. The intellectual is like Dr. Buridan’s ass: he is so careful to stand in
the middle that he never gives a word of practical advice, for fear that he
will compromise himself and fracture a syllogism. The trouble is that we
think too much, not too little; we make thinking a substitute for action.
Really, as Rousseau argued, thinking is unnatural; what the world needs is
men who can make up their minds and then march on, almost in blinders, to
a goal. We know enough, we know too much; and surely we have a plethora
of investigating committees. A committee is just a scientific way of doing
nothing. Your plan would flood the country with committees and leave
courage buried under facts. You should call your organization a Society for
Talky-talk.”
The only flaw in this argument is that it does not touch the proposal.
What is suggested is not that the Society take action or make programmes,
much less execute them; we ask our professors merely to do for a larger
public, and more thoroughly and systematically, what we are glad to have
them do for a small number of us in college and university. Action is ex
hypothesi left to others; the function of the researcher is quite simply to
look and tell us what he sees. That he is a highbrow, an intellectual, and

even a Buridan’s ass, does not interfere with his seeing; nobody ever argued
that Buridan’s ass was blind.
We forget that seeing is itself an art. Some of us have specialized in the
art, and have naturally failed to develop cleverness in practical affairs. But
that does not mean that our special talent cannot be used by the community,
any more than Sir Oliver Lodge’s fondness for celestial exploration makes
us reject his work on electricity. Thinking is itself a form of action, and not
the easiest nor the least effective. It is true that “if you reflect too much you
will never accomplish anything,” but if you reflect too little you will
accomplish about as much. We make headway only by the head way. Action
without forethought tends to follow a straight line; but in life the straight
line is often the longest distance between two points, because, as Leonardo
said, the straightest line offers the greatest resistance. Thought is
roundabout, and loves flank attacks. The man of action rushes into play
courageously, succeeds now, fails then; and sooner or later wishes—if he
lives to wish—that he could think more. The increasing dependence of
industry on scientific research, and of politics on expert investigators,
shows how the world is coming to value the man whose specialty is seeing.
Faith in intellect, as Santayana says, “is the only faith yet sanctioned by its
fruit.”[308] The two most important men in America just now are, or have
been, college professors. To speak still more boldly: the greatest single
human source of good in our generation is the “intellectual” researcher and
professor. The man to be feared above all others is the man who can see.

III

Is Information Wanted?
“But your whole scheme shows a very amateur knowledge of human
nature. You seem to think you can get people interested in fact. You can’t;
fact is too much against their interest. If the facts favor their wish, they are
interested; if not, they forget them. The hardest thing in the world is to
listen to truth that threatens to frustrate desire. That is why people won’t
listen to your reports, unless you tell them what they want to hear. They will
—and perhaps excusably—prefer the bioscope to your embalmed statistics;
just as they will prefer to read The Family Herald rather than the subtleties
recommended by the Mutual Admiration Society which you would make
out of our men of letters. You can investigate till you are blue in the face,

and all you will get out of it won’t be worth the postage stamps you use.
Public opinion doesn’t follow fact, it follows desire; people don’t vote for a
man because he is supported by ‘truth’ but because he promises to do
something they like. And the man who makes the biggest promises to the
biggest men will get office ninety-nine times out of a hundred, no matter
what the facts are. What counts is not truth but money.”

This is the basic difficulty. Is it worth while to spread information?
Think how much information is spread every week in Europe and America;
—the world remaining the while as “wicked” as it probably ever was.
Public opinion is still, it seems, as Sir Robert Peel described it to be: “a
compound of folly, weakness, prejudice, wrong feeling, right feeling,
obstinacy, and newspaper paragraphs,”[309]—particularly the paragraphs.
Once we thought that the printing-press was the beginning of democracy,
that Gutenberg had enfranchised the world. Now it appears that print and
plutocracy get along very well together. Nevertheless the hope of the weak
lies in numbers and in information; in democracy and in print. “The remedy
for the abuses of public opinion is not to discredit it but to instruct it.”[310]
The cure for misstatements is better statements. If the newspapers are used
to spread falsehood that is no reason why newspapers should not be used to
spread truth. After all, the spread of information has done many things,—
killed dogma, sterilized many marriages, and even prevented wars; and
there is no reason why a further spread may not do more valuable things
than any yet done. It has been said, so often that we are apt to admit it just
to avoid its repetition, that discussion effects nothing. But indeed nothing
else effects anything. Whatever is done without information and discussion
is soon undone, must be soon undone; all that bears time is that which
survives the test of thought. All problems are at last problems in
information: to find out just how things stand is the only finally effective
way of getting at anything.
As to the limited number of persons who would be reached by the
reports, let us not ask too much. There is no pretence here that the great
mass of the people would be reached; no doubt these would go on living
what Wells calls the “normal social life.” But these people do not count for
constructive purposes; they divide about evenly in every election. The men
who do count—the local leaders, the clergymen, the lecturers, the teachers,
the union officials, the newspaper men, the “agitators,” the arch-rebels and

the arch-Tories,—all these men will be reached; and the information given
will strengthen some and weaken others, and so play its effective part in the
drama of social change. Each one of these men will be a center for the
further distribution of information. Imagine a new monthly with a country-
wide circulation of one million voters (that is, a general circulation of five
million); would such a periodical have power?—would not millions be
given to control it? Well, here we have more power, because not so
concentrated in a few editorial hands, not so easily purchaseable, and based
on better intellect and repute. The money that would be paid at any time for
the control of a periodical of such influence would finance our Society for
many years.
It is impossible to believe that such a spread of knowledge as is here
suggested would do nothing to elevate the moral and political life of the
country. Consider the increased scrupulousness with which a Congressman
would vote if he knew that at the next election his record would be
published in cold print in a hundred newspapers, over the name of the
Society for Social Research. Consider the effect, on Congressional
appropriations for public buildings, of a plain statement of the population
and size of the towns which require such colossal edifices for their mail.
Publicity, it has been said, is the only cure for bad motives. Consider the
stimulus which such reports would give to political discussion everywhere.
Hardly a dispute occurs which is not based upon insufficient acquaintance
with the facts; here would be information up to date, ready to give the light
which dispels the heat. Men would turn to these reports all the more
willingly because the reports were pledged to confine themselves to fact.
Men would find here no attacks, no argument, no theory or creed; it would
be refreshing, in some ways, to bathe the mind, hot with contention, in these
cool streams of fact, and to emerge cleansed of error and filled with the
vitality of truth. We have spent so much time attacking what we hate that
we have not stopped to tell people what we like; if we would only affirm
more and deny less there would be less of cross-purpose in the world. And
information is affirmation. It would not open the wounds of controversy so
much as offer points of contact; and in the light of fact, enemies might see
that their good lay for the most part on a common road. If you want to
change a foe into a friend (or, some cynic will say, a friend into a foe), give
him information.

IV

Finding Mæcenas
“Well; suppose you are right. Suppose information, as you say, is king.
How are you going to do it? Do you really think you will get some
benevolent millionaire to finance you? And will you, like Fourier, wait in
your room every day at noon for the man who will turn your dream into a
fact?”

What we tend to forget about rich men is that besides being rich they are
men. There are a surprising number of them—particularly those who have
inherited money—who are eager to return to the community the larger part
of their wealth, if only they could be shown a way of doing it which would
mean more than a change of pockets. Merely to give to charity is, in
Aristotle’s phrase, to pour water into a leaking cask. What such men want is
a way of increasing intelligence; they know from hard experience that in the
end intelligence is the quality to be desired and produced. They have spent
millions, perhaps billions, on education; and this plan of ours is a plan for
education. If it is what it purports to be, some one of these men will offer to
finance it.
And not only one. Let the beginnings of our Society be sober and
efficient, let its first investigations be thorough and intelligent, let its initial
reports be impartial, succinct, illuminating and simple, and further help will
come almost unasked. After a year of honest and capable work our Society
would find itself supported by rather a group of men than by one man; it
might conceivably find itself helped by the state, at the behest of the
citizens. What would prevent a candidate for governor from declaring his
intention that should he be elected he would secure an annual appropriation
for our Society?—and why should not the voters be attracted by such a
declaration? Why should not the voters demand such a declaration?
Nor need we fear that a Society so helped by the rich man and the state
would turn into but one more instrumentality of obstructionism. Not that
such an organization of intelligence would be “radical”: the words “radical”
and “conservative” have become but instruments of calumny, and truth slips
between them. But in the basic sense of the word our Society would be
extremely radical; for there is nothing so radical, so revolutionary, as just to

tell the truth, to say what it is you see. That surely is to go to the radix of the
thing. And truth has this advantage, that it is discriminately revolutionary:
there are some things old to which truth is no enemy, just as there are some
things new which will melt in the glare of fact. Let the fact say.
This is the final faith: that truth will make us free, so far as we can ever
be free. Let the truth be published to the world, and men separated in the
dark will see one another, and one another’s purposes, more clearly, and
with saner understanding than before. The most disastrous thing you can do
to an evil is to describe it. Let truth be told, and the parasite will lose his
strength through shame, and meanness will hide its face. Only let
information be given to all and freely, and it will be a cleansing of our
national blood; enmity will yield to open and honest opposition, where it
will not indeed become coöperation. All we need is to see better. Let there
be light.

V

The Chance of Philosophy
“One more objection before you take the money. And that is: What on
earth has all this to do with philosophy? I can understand that to have
economists on your investigating committees, and biologists, and
psychologists, and historians, would be sensible; but what could a
philosopher do? These are matters for social science, not for metaphysics.
Leave the philosophers out and some of us may take your scheme
seriously.”

It is a good objection, if only because it shows again the necessity for a
new kind of philosopher. Merely to make such an objection is to reënforce
the indictment brought above against the philosopher as he is. But what of
the philosopher as he might be?
What might the philosopher be?
Well, first of all, he would be a living man, and not an annotator of the
past. He would have grown freely, his initial spark of divine fire
unquenched by scholastic inflexibilities of discipline and study. He would
have imbibed no sermons, but his splendid curiosity would have found food
and encouragement from his teachers. He would have lived in and learned

to love the country and the city; he would be at home in the ploughed fields
as well as in the centres of learning; he would like the cleansing solitude of
the woods and yet too the invigorating bustle of the city streets. He would
be brought up on Plato and Thucydides, Leonardo and Michelangelo, Bacon
and Montaigne; he would study the civilization of Greece and that of the
Renaissance on all sides, joining the history of politics, economics, and
institutions with that of science, literature, and philosophy; and yet he
would find time to study his own age thoroughly. He would be interested in
life, and full of it; he would jump into campaigns, add his influence
carefully to movements he thought good, and help make the times live up
more nearly to their possibilities. He would not shut himself up forever in
laboratories, libraries, and lecture rooms; he would live more widely than
that. He would be of the earth earthly, of the world worldly. He would not
talk of ideals in the abstract and do nothing for them in the concrete; above
all else in the world he would abhor the kind of talk that is a refuge from the
venture and responsibility of action. He would not only love wisdom, he
would live it.
But we must not make our ideal philosopher too repulsively perfect. Let
us agree at least to this, that a man who should know the social disciplines,
and not merely one science, would be of help in some such business as we
have been proposing; and if we suppose that he has not only knowledge but
wisdom, that his acquaintance with the facts of science is matched by his
knowledge of life, that through fellowship with genius in Greece and
Florence he has acquired a fund of wisdom which needs but the
nourishment of living to grow richer from day to day,—then we are on the
way to seeing that this is the sort of man our Society would need above all
other sorts of men. Such philosophers would be worthy to guide research
and direct the enlightenment of the world; such philosophers might be to
their generation what Socrates and Plato were to their generations and
Francis Bacon to his; such a philosophy, in Nietzsche’s words, might rule!
This is the chance of philosophy. It may linger further in that calm death
of social ineffectiveness in which we see it sinking; or it may catch the
hands of the few philosophers who insist on focusing thought on life, and so
regain the position which it alone is fitted to fill. Unless that position is
filled, and properly, all the life of the world is zigzag and fruitless,—what
we have called the logic-chopping life; and unless that position is filled
philosophy too is logic-chopping, zigzag, and fruitless, and turns away from

life men whom life most sorely needs. There are some among us, even
some philosophers among us, who are eager to lead the way out of
bickering into discussion, out of criticism into construction, out of books
into life. We must keep a keen eye for such men, and their beginnings; and
we must strengthen them with our little help. Philosophy is too divinely
splendid a thing to be kept from the most divine of things,—creation. Some
of us love it as the very breath of our lives; it is our vital medium, without
which life would be less than vegetation; and we will not rest so long as the
name philosopher means anything less aspiring and inspiring than it did
with Plato. Science flourishes and philosophy languishes, because science is
honest and philosophy sycophantic, because science touches life and helps
it, while philosophy shrinks fearfully and helplessly away. If philosophy is
to live again, it must rediscover life, it must come back into the cave, it
must come down from the “real” and transcendental world and play its
venturesome part in the hard and happy world of efforts and events.
It is the chance of philosophy.

CONCLUSION
SEE now, in summary, how modest a suggestion it is, grandiloquent
though it may have seemed. We propose no ’ism, we make no programme;
we suggest, tentatively, a method. We propose a new start, a new tack, a
new approach,—not to the exclusion of other approaches, but to their
assistance. If this thing should be done, it would not mean that other gropers
toward a better world would have to stand idle; it would but give light to
them that walk in darkness. And it would make possible a more generous
coöperation among the different currents in the stream of reconstructive
thought.
We are a little discouraged to-day; we lovers of the new have become
doubtful of the object of our love. Perhaps—we sometimes feel—all this
effort is a vain circling in the mist; perhaps we do not advance, but only
move. Our faith in progress is dimmed. We even tire of the “social
problem”; we have tried so many ways, knocked at so many doors, and
found so little of that which we sought. Sometimes, in the lassitude of
mistaken effort and drear defeat, we almost think that the social problem is
never to find even partial solution, that it is not a problem but a limitation, a

limitation forever. We need a new beginning, a new impetus,—perhaps a
new delusion?
See, too, how the thought of our five teachers lies concentrated and
connected in this new approach: what have we done but renew concretely
the Socratic plea for intelligence, the Platonic hope for philosopher-kings,
Bacon’s dream of knowledge organized and ruling the world, Spinoza’s
gentle insistence on democracy as the avenue of development, and
Nietzsche’s passionate defence of aristocracy and power? There was
something in us that thrilled at Plato’s conception of a philosophy that could
guide as well as dissect our social life; but there was another something in
us that hesitated before his plan of slavery as the basis of it all. We felt that
we would rather be free and miserable than bound and filled. Why should a
man feed himself if his feet are chained, and he must never move? And we
were inspired, too, by the demand that the best should rule, that they should
have power fitted to their worth; we should be glad to find some way
whereby the best could have power, could rule, and yet with the consent of
all,—we wanted an aristocracy sanctioned by democracy, a social order
standing on the broad base of free citizenship and wide coöperation.
Socrates shows us how to use Bacon to reconcile Plato and Nietzsche with
Spinoza: intelligence will organize intelligence so that superior worth may
have superior influence and yet work with and through the will of all.

And here at the end comes a thought that some of us perhaps have had
more than once as this discussion advanced: What could the Church do for
the organization of intelligence?
It could do wonderful things. It has power, organization, facilities,
through which the gospel of “the moral obligation to be intelligent” could
be preached to a wider audience than any newspaper could reach. And
among the clergy are hundreds of young men who have found new
inspiration in the figure of Jesus seen through the aspirations of democracy;
hundreds eager to do their part in any work that will lessen the misery of
men. What if they were to find in this organization of intelligence a focus
for their labor?—what if they should not only themselves undertake the
studies which would fit them for membership in the Society, but should also
make it their business to stir up in all who might come to them the spirit of
the seeker, to incite them to read religiously the reports of the Society, to

call on them to spread abroad the good news of truth to be had for the
asking? What if these men should make their churches extension centers for
the educational work of the Society,—giving freely the use of their halls
and even contributing to the expense of organizing classes and paying for
skilled instruction? What if they should see in the spread of intelligence the
best avenue to that wide friendship which Jesus so passionately preached?
What better way is there to make men love one another than to make men
understand one another? True charity comes only with clarity,—just as
“mercy” is but justice that understands. Surely the root of all evil is the
inability to see clearly that which is; how better can religion combat evil
than to preach clarity as the beginning of social redemption?

One of the many burdens that drag on the soul is a knowledge of the
past. It is a strong man who can know history and keep his courage; a great
dream that can face the fact and live. We look at those flitting experiments
called civilizations: we see them rise one after another, we see them
produce and produce and produce, we feel the weight of their accumulating
wealth; still visionable to us the busyness of geniuses and slaves piling
stone upon stone and making pyramids to greet the stars, still audible the
voices of Socrates in the agora and of old Plato passing quietly among the
students in the grove, still haunting us the white faces of martyrs in the
amphitheatres of Rome: and then the pyramids stand bare and lonely, the
voices of Greek genius are hushed, the Colosseum is a ruin and a memory;
one after another these peoples pass, these wonderful peoples, greater
perhaps, wiser and nobler perhaps, than the peoples of our time; and we
almost choke with the heavy sense of a vast futility encompassing the
world. Some of us turn away then from the din of effort, and seek in
resignation the comfort of a living death; some others find in the doubt and
difficulty the zest and reward of the work. After all, the past is not dead, it
has not failed; only the vileness of it is dead, gone with the winnowing of
time; that which was great and worthy lives and works and is real. Plato
speaks to us still, speaks to millions and millions of us; and the blood of
martyrs is the seed of saints. We speak and pass, but the word remains.
Effort is not lost. Not to have tried is the only failure, the only misery; all
effort is happiness, all effort is success. And so again we write ourselves in
books and stone and color, and smile in the face of time; again we hear the
call of the work, that it be done:

Edens that wait the wizardry of thought,
Beauty that craves the touch of artist hands,
Truth that but hungers to be felt or seen;

and again we are hot with the passion for perfection. We will remake. We
will wonder and desire and dream and plan and try. We are such beings as
dream and plan and try; and the glory of our defeats dims the splendor of
the sun. We will take thought and add a cubit to our stature; we will bring
intelligence to the test and call it together from all corners of the earth; we
will harness the genius of the race and renew creation.
We will remake.

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FOOTNOTES:
[1] Class-lectures. As Bacon has it, Aristotle, after the Ottoman manner, did not believe that
he could rule securely unless he first put all his brothers to death.
[2] The Dialexeis; cf. Gomperz, Greek Thinkers, New York, 1901, vol. i, p. 404.
[3] Gompers, vol. i, p. 403.
[4] Botsford and Sihler, Hellenic Civilization, New York, 1915, p. 430.
[5] Ibid., p. 340, etc.
[6] And sincerely, says Burnet, because he had gone through radicalism to scepticism, and
felt that one convention was as good as another.
[7] Cf. Henry Jackson, article “Sophists,” Encyclopædia Britannica, eleventh edition.
[8] History of Ethics, London, 1892, p. 24.
[9] Op. cit., vol. ii, 1905, p. 67.
[10] History of Greece, vol. viii, p. 134.

[11] Morals in Evolution, New York, 1915, p. 556.
[12] Henry Jackson, article “Socrates,” Encyclopædia Britannica, eleventh edition.
[13] Twilight of the Idols, London, 1915, p. 15. For Nietzsche’s answer to Nietzsche, cf.
ibid., p. 57: “To accustom the eye to calmness, to patience, and to allow things to come up to it;
to defer judgment, and to acquire the habit of approaching and grasping an individual case
from all sides,—this is the first preparatory schooling of intellectuality,” this is one of “the
three objects for which we need educators.... One must not respond immediately to a stimulus;
one must acquire a command of the obstructing and isolating instincts. To learn to see, as I
understand this matter, amounts almost to that which in popular language is called ‘strength of
will’: its essential feature is precisely ... to be able to postpone one’s decision.... All lack of
intellectuality, all vulgarity, arises out of the inability to resist a stimulus.”
[14] “Why art thou sad? Assuredly thou hast performed some sacred duty?”—Bazarov in
Turgenev’s Fathers and Children, 1903, p. 185.
[15] “Morality is the effort to throw off sleep.... I have never yet met a man who was wide
awake. How could I have looked him in the face?”—Thoreau, Walden, New York, 1899, p. 92.
[16] What happens when I “see the better and approve it, but follow the worse,” is that an
end later approved as “better”—i.e., better for me—is at the time obscured by the persistent or
recurrent suggestion of an end temporarily more satisfying, but eventually disappointing. Most
self-reproach is the use of knowledge won post factum to criticise a self that had to adventure
into action unarmed with this hindsight wisdom.
[17] Gorgias, p. 521.
[18] 399 B.C.
[19] Epistles, viii, 325.
[20] “When the soul does not speak in dialogue it is not in difficulty.”—Professor Wood
bridge, in class.
[21] “If we look for a system of philosophy in Plato, we shall probably not find it; but if we
look for none we may find most of the philosophies ever written.”—Professor Woodbridge.
[22] Phædrus, 244.
[23] Sophist, 247.
[24] Laws, 765-6.
[25] Republic, 425.
[26] Protagoras, 325.
[27] Republic, 536.
[28] Laws, 804.
[29] Ibid., 810.
[30] Republic, 375.
[31] Ibid., 410.
[32] Laws, 810.
[33] Republic, 539.
[34] Republic, 537.
[35] Republic, 184.

[36] Ibid., 473.
[37] The passage, abbreviated, follows: “First, then, let us consider what will be their way
of life, now that we have thus established them. Will they not produce corn, and wine, and
clothes, and shoes, and build houses for themselves? And when they are housed, they will work
in summer commonly stripped and barefoot, but in winter substantially clothed and shod. They
will feed on barley and wheat, baking the wheat and kneading the flour, making noble
puddings and loaves; these they will serve up on a mat of reeds or clean leaves, themselves
reclining the while upon beds of yew or myrtle boughs. And they and their children will feast,
drinking of the wine which they have made, wearing garlands on their heads, and having the
praises of the gods on their lips, living in sweet society, and having a care that their families do
not exceed their means; for they will have an eye to poverty or war.... Of course they will have
a relish,—salt, and olives, and cheese, and onions, and cabbages or other country herbs which
are fit for boiling; and we shall give them a dessert of figs, and pulse, and beans, and myrtle-
berries, and beech-nuts, which they will roast at the fire, drinking in moderation. And with such
a diet they may be expected to live in peace to a good old age, and bequeath a similar life to
their children after them.”—Republic, 372. Cf. The Rousseauian anthropology of Laws, 679.
[38] Republic, 372-3.
[39] Much of modern criticism of democracy finds its inspiration in Plato. Cf. Bernard
Shaw: “The democratic politician remains exactly as Plato described him.” Cf. also the Modern
Utopia and Research Magnificent of H. G. Wells. Nietzsche’s debt to Plato will appear in a
later chapter.
[40] “Omnia communia inter nos habemus, praeter mulieres.”
[41] Let us remember that a property-qualification for the vote remained in our own
political system till the time of Jefferson, and has in our own day been resuscitated in some of
the Southern states.
[42] Laws, 783.
[43] Republic, 403
[44] Protagoras, 322.
[45] Plato, says Cleanthes, “cursed as impious him who first sundered the just from the
useful.”—Gomperz, ii, 73. Cf. Republic, 331.
[46] Edmund Gosse, Life of Henrik Ibsen, p. 100, note.
[47] Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil, pref.
[48] Influence of Darwin on Philosophy, New York, 1910, p. 21.
[49] Cf. De Augmentis, bk. viii, ch. 2.
[50] Advancement of Learning, Boston, 1863, bk. i.
[51] Philosophical Works, ed. J. M. Robertson, London, 1805, p. 33.
[52] Novum Organum, i, 65.
[53] Advancement of Learning, p. 133.
[54] Called by Bacon the “first vintage.”
[55] Novum Organum, ii, 2.
[56] Preface to Magna Instauratio.
[57] Novum Organum, pref.

[58] Novum Organum, i, 129.
[59] Ibid., i, 92.
[60] Ibid., i, 113.
[61] Advancement of Learning, bk. ii, ch. 1.
[62] Novum Organum, i, 61.
[63] Advancement of Learning, bk. i, ch. 1.
[64] Ibid., bk. ii, ch. 1.
[65] New Atlantis, Cambridge University Press, 1900, p. 22.
[66] Ibid., p. 24.
[67] Pp. 44, 45.
[68] P. 43.
[69] P. 34.
[70] J. M. Robertson, preface to Philosophical Works.
[71] Robert Adamson, article “Bacon,” Encyclopædia Britannica.
[72] Cf. preface to Memoirs of a Revolutionist.
[73] Novum Organum, i, 81.
[74] Advancement of Learning, p. 207.
[75] Ibid., p. 131.
[76] Advancement of Learning., bk. i.
[77] Professor Woodbridge, class-lectures.
[78] Turgenev, in Fathers and Children.
[79] This division into saints and sinners must be taken with reservations, of course. In
many respects Descartes belongs to the second group, and in some respects James and Comte
belong to the first. But the dichotomy clarifies, if only by exaggeration.
[80] L. Ward, Pure Sociology, p. 16.
[81] Buckle, History of Civilization, i, 138.
[82] Special acknowledgment for some of the material of this chapter is due to R. A. Duff,
Spinoza’s Political and Ethical Philosophy, Glasgow, 1903.
[83] Tractatus Theologico-politicus, ch. 17.
[84] Tractatus Theologico-politicus, ch. 1.
[85] Will to Power, vol. i, § 95.
[86] Cf. Duff, op. cit., pref.: “It can be shown that Spinoza had no interest in metaphysics
for its own sake, while he was passionately interested in moral and political problems. He was
a metaphysician at all only in the sense that he was resolute in thinking out the ideas,
principles, and categories which are interwoven with all our practical endeavor, and the proper
understanding of which is the condition of human welfare.”
[87] Ethics, bk. iv, prop. 7.
[88] Tractatus Theologico-Politicus, v, 2.
[89] Ibid., ch. 16.

[90] Ethics, bk. iv, prop. 58, schol.
[91] Tractatus Theologico-politicus, i, 5.
[92] Ethics, bk. i, appendix.
[93] Ibid., bk. iv, prop. 18, schol.
[94] Ethics, bk. iv, prop. 3.
[95] Ibid., cor.
[96] De Intellectus Emendatione.
[97] Ethics, bk. iv, appendix, § 9.
[98] Tractatus Theologico-politicus, ch. 10.
[99] Ibid., ch. 19.
[100] Ibid., ch. 8.
[101] Tractatus Theologico-politicus, ch. 16.
[102] Ethics, bk. iv, prop. 18, schol.
[103] Ibid.
[104] Ibid., bk. iv, prop. 24.
[105] Bk. iv, def. 8.
[106] Tractatus Theologico-politicus, ch. 6, § 1.
[107] Ethics, bk. iv, prop. 35, schol.
[108] Tractatus Theologico-politicus, ch. 5, § 2.
[109] Ibid., ch. 16.
[110] Ethics, bk. iv, prop. 37, schol. 2.
[111] Contrast Plato: the state (i.e., the governing classes) is to the lower classes as reason
is to passion.
[112] Tractatus Theologico-politicus, ch. 3, § 14.
[113] Ethics, bk. iv, prop. 40.
[114] Ch. 20.
[115] Tractatus Theologico-politicus, ch. 6, § 4.
[116] Tractatus Theologico-politicus, ch. 6, § 4, ch. 7, § 29.
[117] Ethics, bk. iv, prop. 35, cor. 1.
[118] Ibid., cor. 2.
[119] Ibid., prop. 18, schol.; also prop. 37. Cf. Whitman: “By God! I will accept nothing
which all cannot have their counterpart of on the same terms.”
[120] Not that these ideas were original with Spinoza; they were the general legacy of
Renaissance political thought. But it was through the writings of Spinoza that this legacy was
transmitted to Rousseau. Cf. Duff, p. 319.
[121] Professor Woodbridge: class-lectures.
[122] Cf. Professor Dewey’s German Philosophy and Politics, New York, 1915.
[123] Förster-Nietzsche, The Young Nietzsche, London, 1912, p. 98.

[124] Ibid., p. 152.
[125] Ibid., p. 235.
[126] The Birth of Tragedy, 1872.
[127] Thus Spake Zarathustra, p. 129.
[128] Förster-Nietzsche, The Lonely Nietzsche, London, 1915, pp. 291, 212, 77.
[129] Ibid., p. 313.
[130] Ibid., p. 181.
[131] Ibid., p. 424.
[132] Ibid., p. 297.
[133] Ibid., p. 195.
[134] Chronology of Nietzsche’s chief works, with initials used in subsequent references:
Thoughts Out of Season (“T. O. S.”) (1873-6); Human All Too Human (“H. H.”) (1876-80);
Dawn of Day (“D. D.”) (1881); Joyful Wisdom (“J. W.”) (1882); Thus Spake Zarathustra (“Z.”)
(1883-4); Beyond Good and Evil (“B. G. E.”) (1886); Genealogy of Morals (“G. M.”) (1887);
Twilight of the Idols (“T.I.”) (1888); Antichrist (“Antich.”); Ecce Homo (“E. H.”), and Will to
Power (“W. P.”) (1889).
[135] Lonely N., p. 104.
[136] Ibid., p. 195.
[137] E. H., p. 106.
[138] J. W., § 371.
[139] E. H., p. 141.
[140] Ibid., pp. 131, 81.
[141] T. I., pref.
[142] W. P., § 400 (all references to W. P. will be by sections).
[143] J. W., § 345 (all references to J. W. by section unless otherwise stated).
[144] W. P., 276.
[145] Ibid., 345.
[146] G. M., p. 46.
[147] Z., p. 166.
[148] W. P., 721; T. I., p. 89.
[149] B. G. E., § 202.
[150] J. W., 358; Antich., § 361.
[151] W. P., 284.
[152] Antich., § 46.
[153] Ibid., § 43.
[154] W. P., 464, 861, 748, 752, 686.
[155] Ibid., 885, 281.
[156] H. H., §§ 428, 472.
[157] T. I., p. 96.

[158] G. M., p. 225; written in 1887.
[159] W. P., 861, 891.
[160] B. G. E., p. 233.
[161] W. P., 753.
[162] G. M., p. 223.
[163] B. G. E., p. 189.
[164] E. H., p. 65.
[165] B. G. E., pp. 96, 189.
[166] Z., p. 89.
[167] J. W., 363.
[168] B. G. E., pp. 188, 184, 189.
[169] W. P., 339, 86.
[170] T. I., p. 86.
[171] J. W., 377; W. P., 350, 315, 373.
[172] H. H., § 451.
[173] W. P., 761.
[174] Ibid., 51, 125.
[175] B. G. E., p. 226.
[176] W. P., 856.
[177] G. M., p. 44.
[178] J. W., 356.
[179] Lonely N., p. 83.
[180] D. D., § 206.
[181] W. P., 125.
[182] Wanderer and His Shadow, § 292 (H. H., ii, p. 343).
[183] H. H., i, § 473.
[184] D. D., § 179.
[185] Z., p. 62.
[186] W. P., 329.
[187] T. I., p. 86; E. H., p. 66; Antich., § 57.
[188] W. P., 859.
[189] G. M., p. 91.
[190] Z., p. 159.
[191] T. I., p. 94.
[192] H. H., § 463.
[193] W. P., 750, 874, 65, 50.
[194] B. G. E., p. 173; W. P., 823, 851, 871, 11.

[195] W. P., 397, 12, 736.
[196] E. H., p. 136.
[197] G. M., p. 10.
[198] T. O. S., i, p. 78.
[199] Antich., § 17.
[200] J. W., 347.
[201] Antich., § 17; D. D., § 542.
[202] W. P., 585.
[203] G. M., p. 202.
[204] W. P., 585.
[205] Ibid., 600; D. D., § 424.
[206] J. W., 366.
[207] D. D., § 41.
[208] W. P., 461.
[209] B. G. E., p. 136.
[210] W. P., § 8.
[211] J. W., p. 7.
[212] W. P., § 351.
[213] Ibid., § 12.
[214] Ibid., § 43.
[215] Antich., § 1.
[216] D. D., § 163.
[217] W. P., 266.
[218] Ibid., 20.
[219] Ibid., 585.
[220] Z., pp. 193, 315; E. H., pp. 71, 28.
[221] J. W., § 324.
[222] Ibid., p. 6.
[223] W. P., 120, 1029; Antich., § 55; E. H., pp. 72, 70; Birth of Tragedy, passim.
[224] W. P., 255, 258, 710, 462, 392, 305.
[225] Antich., § 2.
[226] W. P., 918.
[227] T. O. S., p. 76.
[228] G. M., p. 45.
[229] J. W., § 4.
[230] Antich., § 14.
[231] B. G. E., p. 162.

[232] W. P., 440, 289.
[233] E. H., p. 10.
[234] W. P., 255, 774, 775; D. D., § 215; J. W., 13.
[235] D. D., § 224.
[236] W. P., 376, 776.
[237] W. P., 650, 657, 685, 696, 704; Antich., § 2.
[238] Ibid., 681, 688, 689.
[239] T. I., p. 71; W. P., 649.
[240] W. P., 685.
[241] Z., p. 398.
[242] W. P., 880, 716, 343, 423, 291.
[243] E. H., p. 2; D. D., § 49; Lonely N., p. 17; W. P., 269, 90, 766, 660.
[244] E. H., p. 138; T. O. S., ii, p. 66; Z., p. 222; W. P., 934, 944; J. W., p. 8; T. I., § 40; B.
G. E., p. 138.
[245] Z., pp. 199, 103, 186; W. P., 792.
[246] W. P., 881, 870, 918; B. G. E., p. 154; E. H., p. 13; D. D., § 552.
[247] W. P., 967, 366-7, 349; Z., p. 141; Antich., § 55; B. G. E., pp. 54, 57.
[248] W. P., 969, 371, 356, 926, 946, 26; Z., p. 430; E. H., pp. 23, 19, 128; G. M., p. 85; D.
D., § 60.
[249] W. P., 866; T. O. S., ii, p. 154; Z., pp. 8, 104; T. I., p. 269.
[250] W. P., 804, 732-3; Z., pp. 94-6; D. D., § 150-1.
[251] H. H., § 242; W. P., 912; B. G. E., p. 129; D. D., § 194; “Schopenhauer as Educator”
(in T. O. S.), passim.
[252] T. O. S., ii, pp. 84, 28; W. P., 369, 965; E. H., p. 135.
[253] Z., pp. 84, 64; H. H., § 457; G. M., 156-7; B. G. E., §§ 61-2; W. P., 373, 901, 132.
[254] H. H., § 439; W. P., 660; Antich., § 57; Lonely N., p. 7.
[255] G. M., pp. 160-1; W. P., 287, 854, 864.
[256] W. P., 886, 926.
[257] T. I., p. 96; W. P., 957; B. G. E., p. 239; T. O. S., ii, p. 39.
[258] W. P., 464, 960; B. G. E., p. 225.
[259] W. P., 44, 684, 909; G. M., p. 91.
[260] D. D., §§ 165, 168; W. P., 1052; B. G. E., p. 69; J. W., p. 10.
[261] T. I., pp. 91, 110; J. W., § 362; G. M., pp. 56, 226; W. P., 975, 877; B. G. E., pp. 201,
53.
[262] W. P., 109-34, 747.
[263] J. W., 293.
[264] T. I., p. 260; G. M., p. 58; B. G. E., p. 151; Lonely N., p. 221.
[265] W. P., 127, 728-9; G. M., pp. 88, 226; J. W., 283; Z., p. 60; Lonely N., p. 15.

[266] B. G. E., p. 94; W. P., 717, 748; G. M., pp. 223-4.
[267] W. P., 712.
[268] Ibid., 1053.
[269] J. W., p. 5.
[270] E. H., p. 53.
[271] W. P., 544, with footnote quoting Napoleon: “An almost instinctive belief with me is
that all strong men lie when they speak, and much more so when they write.”
[272] “Far too long a slave and a tyrant have been hidden in woman: ... she is not yet
capable of friendship.”—Z., p. 75.
[273] Hobhouse, Social Evolution and Political Theory, New York, 1911, p. 25.
[274] There is something verging on a recognition of this in W. P., 403-4.
[275] B. G. E., p. 173.
[276] B. G. E., p. 25.
[277] G. M., p. 6.
[278] Z., p. 303.
[279] Z., p. 107.
[280] T. I., p. 2.
[281] Z., p. 10.
[282] J. W., 312.
[283] Ibid., p. 69; referring to 1879.
[284] Ibid., 312.
[285] Lonely N., p. 206.
[286] Ibid., p. 218.
[287] Lonely N., p. 289.
[288] Ibid., p. 391.
[289] Ibid., p. 65.
[290] Ibid., p. 157.
[291] Mrs. Gallichan, The Truth about Woman, New York, 1914, p. 281.
[292] Jos. McCabe, Tyranny of Shams, London, 1916, p. 171.
[293] Dr. Drysdale, The Small Family System, London, 1915.
[294] Winston Churchill in Parliament, quoted by Schoonmaker, The World-War and
Beyond, New York, 1915, p. 95.
[295] Carver, Essays in Social Justice, New York, 1915, p. 261.
[296] The “experimental attitude ... substitutes detailed analyses for wholesale assertions,
specific inquiries for temperamental convictions, small facts for opinions whose size is in
precise ratio to their vagueness. It is within the social sciences, in morals, politics, and
education, that thinking still goes on by large antitheses, by theoretical oppositions of order and
freedom, individualism and socialism, culture and utility, spontaneity and discipline, actuality
and tradition. The field of the physical sciences was once occupied by similar ‘total’ views,
whose emotional appeal was inversely as their intellectual clarity. But with the advance of the

experimental method, the question has ceased to be which one of two rival claimants has a
right to the field. It has become a question of clearing up a confused subject matter by attacking
it bit by bit. I do not know a case where the final result was anything like victory for one or
another among the preëxperimental notions. All of them disappeared because they became
increasingly irrelevant to the situation discovered, and with their detected irrelevance they
became unmeaning and uninteresting.”—Professor John Dewey, New Republic, Feb. 3, 1917.
[297] All this has been indicated—with, however, too little emphasis on the reconstructive
function of intelligence—by Bertrand Russell in Principles of Social Reconstruction (London,
1916); and more popularly by Max Eastman in Understanding Germany (New York, 1916); it
has been put very briefly again and again by Professor Dewey,—e.g., in an essay on “Progress”
in the International Journal of Ethics, April, 1916.
[298] This is not a defence of mechanism or materialism; it is a plea for a better perspective
in philosophy.
[299] It would be invidious to name the exceptions which one is glad to remember here;
but it is in place to say that the practical arrest of Bertrand Russell is a sign of resuscitation on
the part of philosophy,—a sign for which all lovers of philosophy should be grateful. When
philosophers are once more feared, philosophy will once more be respected.
[300] American Journal of Sociology, March, 1905, p. 645.
[301] Ross, Social Control, New York, 1906, p. 9.
[302] Will to Power, § 469.
[303] Barker, Political Thought of Plato and Aristotle, p. 80.
[304] Perhaps this million could be reached more surely and economically through direct
pamphlet-publication by the Society.
[305] Some students—e.g., Joseph McCabe, The Tyranny of Shams, London, 1916, p. 248
—are so impressed with the dangers lying in our vast production of written trash that they
favor restricting the circulation of cheap fiction in our public libraries. But what we have to do
is not to prohibit the evil but to encourage the good, to give positive stimulus rather than
negative prohibition. People hate compulsion, but they grope for guidance.
[306] E.g., by G. Lowes Dickinson, Justice and Liberty, p. 133.
[307] Cf. Russell, Principles of Social Reconstruction, p. 236: “The supreme principle,
both in politics and in private life, should be to promote all that is creative, and so to diminish
the impulses and desires that center round possession.”
[308] Reason in Common Sense, New York, 1911, p. 96.
[309] Quoted by Walter Weyl, The New Democracy, p. 136.
[310] Ross, Social Control, New York, 1906, p. 103.

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