Pansies (Lawrence)/Money-Madness—

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MONEY-MADNESS———
Money is our madness, our vast collective madness.
And of course, if the multitude is madthe individual carries his own grain of insanity around with him.
I doubt if any man living hands out a pound note with- out a pang;and a real tremor, if he hands out a ten-pound note.
We quail, money makes us quail.It has got us down, we grovel before it in strange terror.And no wonder, for money has a fearful cruel power among men.
But it is not money we are so terrified of,it is the collective money-madness of mankind.
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For mankind says with one voice: How much is he worth?Has he no money? Then let him eat dirt, and go cold.—
And if I have no money, they will give me a little breadso I do not die,but they will make me eat dirt with it.I shall have to eat dirt, I shall have to eat dirtif I have no money.
It is that that I am frightened of.And that fear can become a delirium.It is fear of my money-mad fellow-men.
We must have some moneyto save us from eating dirt.
And this is all wrong.
Bread should be free,shelter should be free,fire should be freeto all and anybody, all and anybody, all over the world.
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We must regain our sanity about moneybefore we start killing one another about it.It's one thing or the other.

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