It is because things are not like this now, that we have an industrial problem.

Managers who have already hired labour as a matter of course are going to hire the kind of capital they like, the kind of capital that thinks and that can work with thinking men.

There will gradually evolve a general recognition in business on the part of men who run it and on the part of managers, of the moral or human value of money.  The successful manager is no longer going to grab thoughtlessly at any old, idle, foolish pot of money that may be offered to him.  He is going to study the man who goes with it, see how he will vote and see whether he knows his place, whether he is a Hewer, for instance, who thinks he is an Inventor.  Does he or does he not know which he is, an Inventor, an Artist, or a Hewer?

Capitalists will expect as a matter of course to be looked over and to be hired in a great business enterprise as carefully as labourers are being hired now.

The moment it is generally realized that the managers of every big modern business have become as particular about letting in the right kind of directors as they have been before about letting in the right kind of labour, we will stop having an upside-down business world.

An upside-down business world is one in which any man who has money thinks he can be a director almost anywhere, a world in which on every hand we find managers who are not touching the imagination of the public and getting it to buy, and not touching the imagination of labour and getting it to work, because they are not free to carry out their ideas without submitting them to incompetent and scared owners.

The incompetent and scared owners—­the men who cannot think—­are about to be shut out.  Then they will be compelled to hire incompetent and scared managers.  Then they will lose their money.  Then the world will slip out of their hands.

The problem of modern industry is to be not the distribution of the money supply, but the distribution of the man-supply.

Money follows men.

Free men.  Free money.

BOOK FIVE

GOOD NEWS AND HARD WORK

TO ANYBODY

       “I know that all men ever born are also my brothers.... 
    Limitless leaves too, stiff or drooping in the fields,
       And brown ants in the little wells beneath them
       And mossy scabs of the worm fence, heaped stones, elders,
    mulleins and poke weed.”

A Child said, “What is grass?” fetching it to me with full hands.

How could I answer the Child?_

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    "I want to trust the sky and the grass! 
    I want to believe the songs I hear from the fenceposts! 
    Why should a maple-bud mislead me?"

PART ONE