Babbit eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 465 pages of information about Babbit.
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Babbit eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 465 pages of information about Babbit.

“Where d’ you get that ‘simp,’ little man?  Let me tell you—­”

“—­love to look earnest and inform the world that it’s the ’duty of responsible business men to be strictly moral, as an example to the community.’  In fact you’re so earnest about morality, old Georgie, that I hate to think how essentially immoral you must be underneath.  All right, you can—­”

“Wait, wait now!  What’s—­”

“—­talk about morals all you want to, old thing, but believe me, if it hadn’t been for you and an occasional evening playing the violin to Terrill O’Farrell’s ’cello, and three or four darling girls that let me forget this beastly joke they call ‘respectable life,’ I’d ’ve killed myself years ago.

“And business!  The roofing business!  Roofs for cowsheds!  Oh, I don’t mean I haven’t had a lot of fun out of the Game; out of putting it over on the labor unions, and seeing a big check coming in, and the business increasing.  But what’s the use of it?  You know, my business isn’t distributing roofing—­it’s principally keeping my competitors from distributing roofing.  Same with you.  All we do is cut each other’s throats and make the public pay for it!”

“Look here now, Paul!  You’re pretty darn near talking socialism!”

“Oh yes, of course I don’t really exactly mean that—­I s’pose.  Course—­competition—­brings out the best—­survival of the fittest—­but—­But I mean:  Take all these fellows we know, the kind right here in the club now, that seem to be perfectly content with their home-life and their businesses, and that boost Zenith and the Chamber of Commerce and holler for a million population.  I bet if you could cut into their heads you’d find that one-third of ’em are sure-enough satisfied with their wives and kids and friends and their offices; and one-third feel kind of restless but won’t admit it; and one-third are miserable and know it.  They hate the whole peppy, boosting, go-ahead game, and they’re bored by their wives and think their families are fools—­at least when they come to forty or forty-five they’re bored—­and they hate business, and they’d go—­Why do you suppose there’s so many ‘mysterious’ suicides?  Why do you suppose so many Substantial Citizens jumped right into the war?  Think it was all patriotism?”

Babbitt snorted, “What do you expect?  Think we were sent into the world to have a soft time and—­what is it?—­’float on flowery beds of ease’?  Think Man was just made to be happy?”

“Why not?  Though I’ve never discovered anybody that knew what the deuce Man really was made for!”

“Well we know—­not just in the Bible alone, but it stands to reason—­a man who doesn’t buckle down and do his duty, even if it does bore him sometimes, is nothing but a—­well, he’s simply a weakling.  Mollycoddle, in fact!  And what do you advocate?  Come down to cases!  If a man is bored by his wife, do you seriously mean he has a right to chuck her and take a sneak, or even kill himself?”

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