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America added to all her other late Roman or Byzantine elements



the element of the Caracallan triumph; the triumph over nobody。







But when we come to the last test of nationality; the test of art



and letters; the case is almost terrible。  The English colonies



have produced no great artists; and that fact may prove that they



are still full of silent possibilities and reserve force。



But America has produced great artists。  And that fact most certainly



proves that she is full of a fine futility and the end of all things。



Whatever the American men of genius are; they are not young gods



making a young world。  Is the art of Whistler a brave; barbaric art;



happy and headlong?  Does Mr。 Henry James infect us with the spirit



of a schoolboy?  No; the colonies have not spoken; and they are safe。



Their silence may be the silence of the unborn。  But out of America



has come a sweet and startling cry; as unmistakable as the cry



of a dying man。















XIX Slum Novelists and the Slums











Odd ideas are entertained in our time about the real nature of the doctrine



of human fraternity。  The real doctrine is something which we do not;



with all our modern humanitarianism; very clearly understand;



much less very closely practise。  There is nothing; for instance;



particularly undemocratic about kicking your butler downstairs。



It may be wrong; but it is not unfraternal。  In a certain sense;



the blow or kick may be considered as a confession of equality:



you are meeting your butler body to body; you are almost according



him the privilege of the duel。  There is nothing; undemocratic;



though there may be something unreasonable; in expecting a great deal



from the butler; and being filled with a kind of frenzy of surprise



when he falls short of the divine stature。  The thing which is



really undemocratic and unfraternal is not to expect the butler



to be more or less divine。  The thing which is really undemocratic



and unfraternal is to say; as so many modern humanitarians say;



〃Of course one must make allowances for those on a lower plane。〃



All things considered indeed; it may be said; without undue exaggeration;



that the really undemocratic and unfraternal thing is the common



practice of not kicking the butler downstairs。







It is only because such a vast section of the modern world is



out of sympathy with the serious democratic sentiment that this



statement will seem to many to be lacking in seriousness。



Democracy is not philanthropy; it is not even altruism or social reform。



Democracy is not founded on pity for the common man; democracy is



founded on reverence for the common man; or; if you will; even on



fear of him。  It does not champion man because man is so miserable;



but because man is so sublime。  It does not object so much



to the ordinary man being a slave as to his not being a king;



for its dream is always the dream of the first Roman republic;



a nation of kings。







Next to a genuine republic; the most democratic thing



in the world is a hereditary despotism。  I mean a despotism



in which there is absolutely no trace whatever of any



nonsense about intellect or special fitness for the post。



Rational despotismthat is; selective despotismis always



a curse to mankind; because with that you have the ordinary



man misunderstood and misgoverned by some prig who has no



brotherly respect for him at all。  But irrational despotism



is always democratic; because it is the ordinary man enthroned。



The worst form of slavery is that which is called Caesarism;



or the choice of some bold or brilliant man as despot because



he is suitable。  For that means that men choose a representative;



not because he represents them; but because he does not。



Men trust an ordinary man like George III or William IV。



because they are themselves ordinary men and understand him。



Men trust an ordinary man because they trust themselves。



But men trust a great man because they do not trust themselves。



And hence the worship of great men always appears in times



of weakness and cowardice; we never hear of great men until



the time when all other men are small。







Hereditary despotism is; then; in essence and sentiment



democratic because it chooses from mankind at random。



If it does not declare that every man may rule; it declares



the next most democratic thing; it declares that any man may rule。



Hereditary aristocracy is a far worse and more dangerous thing;



because the numbers and multiplicity of an aristocracy make it



sometimes possible for it to figure as an aristocracy of intellect。



Some of its members will presumably have brains; and thus they;



at any rate; will be an intellectual aristocracy within the social one。



They will rule the aristocracy by virtue of their intellect;



and they will rule the country by virtue of their aristocracy。



Thus a double falsity will be set up; and millions of the images



of God; who; fortunately for their wives and families; are neither



gentlemen nor clever men; will be represented by a man like Mr。 Balfour



or Mr。 Wyndham; because he is too gentlemanly to be called



merely clever; and just too clever to be called merely a gentleman。



But even an hereditary aristocracy may exhibit; by a sort of accident;



from time to time some of the basically democratic quality which



belongs to a hereditary despotism。  It is amusing to think how much



conservative ingenuity has been wasted in the defence of the House



of Lords by men who were desperately endeavouring to prove that



the House of Lords consisted of clever men。  There is one really



good defence of the House of Lords; though admirers of the peerage



are strangely coy about using it; and that is; that the House



of Lords; in its full and proper strength; consists of stupid men。



It really would be a plausible defence of that otherwise indefensible



body to point out that the clever men in the Commons; who owed



their power to cleverness; ought in the last resort to be checked



by the average man in the Lords; who owed their power to accident。



Of course; there would be many answers to such a contention;



as; for instance; that the House of Lords is largely no longer



a House of Lords; but a House of tradesmen and financiers;



or that the bulk of the commonplace nobility do not vote; and so



leave the chamber to the prigs and the specialists and the mad old



gentlemen with hobbies。  But on some occasions the House of Lords;



even under all these disadvantages; is in some sense representative。



When all the peers flocked together to vote against Mr。 Gladstone's



second Home Rule Bill; for instance; those who said that the



peers represented the English people; were perfectly right。



All those dear old men who happened to be born peers were at that moment;



and upon that question; the precise counterpart of all the dear old



men who happened to be born paupers or middle…class gentlemen。



That mob of peers did really represent the English peoplethat is



to say; it was honest; ignorant; vaguely excited; almost unanimous;



and obviously wrong。  Of course; rational democracy is better as an



expression of the public will than the haphazard hereditary method。



While we are about having any kind of democracy; let it be



rational democracy。  But if we are to have any kind of oligarchy;



let it be irrational oligarchy。  Then at least we shall be ruled by men。







But the thing which is really required for the proper working of democracy



is not merely the democratic system; or even the democratic philosophy;



but the democratic emotion。  The democratic emotion; like most elementary



and indispensable things; is a thing difficult to describe at any time。



But it is peculiarly difficult to describe it in our enlightened age;



for the simple reason that it is peculiarly difficult to find it。



It is a certain instinctive attitude which feels the things



in which all men agree to be unspeakably important;



and all the things in which they differ (such as mere brains)



to be almost unspeakably unimportant。  The nearest approach to it



in our ordinary life would be the promptitude with which we should



consider mere humanity in any circumstance of shock or death。



We should say; after a somewhat disturbing discovery; 〃There is a dead



man under the sofa。〃  We should not be likely to say; 〃There is



a dead man of considerable personal refinement under the sofa。〃



We should say; 〃A woman has fallen into the water。〃  We should not say;




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