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orthodoxy-第33部分

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be allowed for。  If any one wishes to appreciate this point; let him



go outside Christianity into some other philosophical atmosphere。 



Let him; for instance; compare the classes of Europe with the castes



of India。  There aristocracy is far more awful; because it is far



more intellectual。  It is seriously felt that the scale of classes



is a scale of spiritual values; that the baker is better than the



butcher in an invisible and sacred sense。  But no Christianity;



not even the most ignorant or perverse; ever suggested that a baronet



was better than a butcher in that sacred sense。  No Christianity;



however ignorant or extravagant; ever suggested that a duke would



not be damned。  In pagan society there may have been (I do not know)



some such serious division between the free man and the slave。 



But in Christian society we have always thought the gentleman



a sort of joke; though I admit that in some great crusades



and councils he earned the right to be called a practical joke。 



But we in Europe never really and at the root of our souls took



aristocracy seriously。  It is only an occasional non…European



alien (such as Dr。 Oscar Levy; the only intelligent Nietzscheite)



who can even manage for a moment to take aristocracy seriously。 



It may be a mere patriotic bias; though I do not think so; but it



seems to me that the English aristocracy is not only the type;



but is the crown and flower of all actual aristocracies; it has all



the oligarchical virtues as well as all the defects。  It is casual;



it is kind; it is courageous in obvious matters; but it has one



great merit that overlaps even these。  The great and very obvious



merit of the English aristocracy is that nobody could possibly take



it seriously。







     In short; I had spelled out slowly; as usual; the need for



an equal law in Utopia; and; as usual; I found that Christianity



had been there before me。  The whole history of my Utopia has the



same amusing sadness。  I was always rushing out of my architectural



study with plans for a new turret only to find it sitting up there



in the sunlight; shining; and a thousand years old。  For me; in the



ancient and partly in the modern sense; God answered the prayer;



〃Prevent us; O Lord; in all our doings。〃  Without vanity; I really



think there was a moment when I could have invented the marriage



vow (as an institution) out of my own head; but I discovered;



with a sigh; that it had been invented already。  But; since it would



be too long a business to show how; fact by fact and inch by inch;



my own conception of Utopia was only answered in the New Jerusalem;



I will take this one case of the matter of marriage as indicating



the converging drift; I may say the converging crash of all the rest。







     When the ordinary opponents of Socialism talk about



impossibilities and alterations in human nature they always miss



an important distinction。  In modern ideal conceptions of society



there are some desires that are possibly not attainable:  but there



are some desires that are not desirable。  That all men should live



in equally beautiful houses is a dream that may or may not be attained。 



But that all men should live in the same beautiful house is not



a dream at all; it is a nightmare。  That a man should love all old



women is an ideal that may not be attainable。  But that a man should



regard all old women exactly as he regards his mother is not only



an unattainable ideal; but an ideal which ought not to be attained。 



I do not know if the reader agrees with me in these examples;



but I will add the example which has always affected me most。 



I could never conceive or tolerate any Utopia which did not leave to me



the liberty for which I chiefly care; the liberty to bind myself。 



Complete anarchy would not merely make it impossible to have



any discipline or fidelity; it would also make it impossible



to have any fun。  To take an obvious instance; it would not be



worth while to bet if a bet were not binding。  The dissolution



of all contracts would not only ruin morality but spoil sport。 



Now betting and such sports are only the stunted and twisted



shapes of the original instinct of man for adventure and romance;



of which much has been said in these pages。  And the perils; rewards;



punishments; and fulfilments of an adventure must be real; or



the adventure is only a shifting and heartless nightmare。  If I bet



I must be made to pay; or there is no poetry in betting。  If I challenge



I must be made to fight; or there is no poetry in challenging。 



If I vow to be faithful I must be cursed when I am unfaithful;



or there is no fun in vowing。  You could not even make a fairy tale



from the experiences of a man who; when he was swallowed by a whale;



might find himself at the top of the Eiffel Tower; or when he



was turned into a frog might begin to behave like a flamingo。 



For the purpose even of the wildest romance results must be real;



results must be irrevocable。  Christian marriage is the great



example of a real and irrevocable result; and that is why it



is the chief subject and centre of all our romantic writing。 



And this is my last instance of the things that I should ask;



and ask imperatively; of any social paradise; I should ask to be kept



to my bargain; to have my oaths and engagements taken seriously;



I should ask Utopia to avenge my honour on myself。







     All my modern Utopian friends look at each other rather doubtfully;



for their ultimate hope is the dissolution of all special ties。 



But again I seem to hear; like a kind of echo; an answer from beyond



the world。  〃You will have real obligations; and therefore real



adventures when you get to my Utopia。  But the hardest obligation



and the steepest adventure is to get there。〃















VIII THE ROMANCE OF ORTHODOXY











     It is customary to complain of the bustle and strenuousness



of our epoch。  But in truth the chief mark of our epoch is



a profound laziness and fatigue; and the fact is that the real



laziness is the cause of the apparent bustle。  Take one quite



external case; the streets are noisy with taxicabs and motorcars;



but this is not due to human activity but to human repose。 



There would be less bustle if there were more activity; if people



were simply walking about。  Our world would be more silent if it



were more strenuous。  And this which is true of the apparent physical



bustle is true also of the apparent bustle of the intellect。 



Most of the machinery of modern language is labour…saving machinery;



and it saves mental labour very much more than it ought。 



Scientific phrases are used like scientific wheels and piston…rods



to make swifter and smoother yet the path of the comfortable。 



Long words go rattling by us like long railway trains。  We know they



are carrying thousands who are too tired or too indolent to walk



and think for themselves。  It is a good exercise to try for once



in a way to express any opinion one holds in words of one syllable。 



If you say 〃The social utility of the indeterminate sentence is



recognized by all criminologists as a part of our sociological



evolution towards a more humane and scientific view of punishment;〃



you can go on talking like that for hours with hardly a movement



of the gray matter inside your skull。  But if you begin 〃I wish



Jones to go to gaol and Brown to say when Jones shall come out;〃



you will discover; with a thrill of horror; that you are obliged



to think。  The long words are not the hard words; it is the short



words that are hard。  There is much more metaphysical subtlety in the



word 〃damn〃 than in the word 〃degeneration。〃







     But these long comfortable words that save modern people the toil



of reasoning have one particular aspect in which they are especially



ruinous and confusing。  This difficulty occurs when the same long word



is used in different connections to mean quite different things。 



Thus; to take a well…known instance; the word 〃idealist〃 has



one meaning as a piece of philosophy and quite another as a piece



of moral rhetoric。  In the same way the scientific materialists



have had just reason to complain of people mixing up 〃materialist〃



as a term of cosmology with 〃materialist〃 as a moral taunt。 



So; to take a cheaper instance; the man who hates 〃progressives〃



in London always calls himself a 〃progressive〃 in South Africa。







     A confusion quite as unmeaning as this has arisen in connection



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