LAST DITCH OF DEMOCRACY - Majority Rights

savants, by which, by the word savants, I mean the Englishmen who
KNEW something, AT least, about something, and who told you HOW
to keep out of the slaughter, how to cure your own plague spots and
diseases.
And you WOULD not, by Jheezus, you would not. England interests me
far more in this moment, in this year, than America. England was further
on mentally than America; is possibly still the intellectual capital of
America. The sword and the purse leave the island: but the brain is still
faintly pulsating in England. There are more men STILL in the island
than in the United States who are capable of serious correlations.
I could name ten Englishmen for every American who knows ANYthing
about anything valid in economics or history. There were at least little
movements, nuclei, meetings.
America had not awakened to her dangers. She was pitifully
UNAWARE of her history. Especially that of her past 80 years. Christ
knows what sort of chaos the United States is in for. Christ knows how
long it will take her to untangle.
And God knows when England will know her own saviours or would-be
saviours. As distinct from her wreckers and provocative agents. Your
jails have never before been so full of political prisoners guilty of
nothing save their own beliefs and convictions. But not since the days of
Noll Cromwell, and never have English voices in exile so agonized over
your errors. Voices indubitable for their sincerity and conviction of the
truth of their messages. They are not all of ’em Irish. There has been
nothing like it since Englishmen drank to the King over the water,
silently passing the toast and the wine glass over their water glass. And
with less valid reason.