We Live Increasingly In A System In

It Is Hard To Grow Up In A Society In Which One's Important Problems Are Treated As Nonexistent. It Is Impossible To Belong To It, It Is Hard To Fight To Change It.

American Society Has Tried So Hard And So Ably To Defend The Practice And Theory Of Production For Profit And Not Primarily For Use That Now It Has Succeeded In Making Its Jobs And Products Profitable And Useless.

When We Choose A Man To Beautify Our Towns, We Do Not Automatically Call On The Major Artists Of The World. ... We Now Lavishly Praise Frank Lloyd Wright, But We Never Made Any Community Use Of Him, Though He Longed For The Chance.

In Our Truly Remarkable An Unexampled Civil Peace, Where There Are Rarely Fist Fights; Where No One Is Born, Is Gravely Ill, Or Dies; Where Meat Is Eaten But No One Sees An Animal Slaughtered; Where Scores Of Millions Of Cars, Trains, Elevators, And Airplanes Go Their Scheduled Way And There Is Rarely A Crash; Where An Immense Production Proceeds In Orderly Efficiency And The Shelves Are Duly Clears And Nevertheless None Of This Come To Joy Or Tragic Grief Or Any Other Final Good It Is Not Surprising If There Are Explosions.

In The Modern World, We Americans Are The Old Inhabitants. We First Had Political Freedom, High Industrial Production, An Economy Of Abundance.