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Chapter 4
It’stheinevitableoutcomeofforcingideasontolife,offorcingone’sdeepestinstincts;ourdeepestfeelingsweforceaccordingtocertainideas.Wedriveourselveswithaformula,likeamachine.Thelogicalmindpretendstoruletheroost,andtheroostturnsintopurehate.We’reallBolshevists,onlywearehypocrites.TheRussiansareBolshevistswithouthypocrisy.’
’Buttherearemanyotherways,’saidHammond,’thantheSovietway.TheBolshevistsaren’treallyintelligent.’
’Ofcoursenot.Butsometimesit’sintelligenttobehalf-witted:ifyouwanttomakeyourend.Personally,IconsiderBolshevismhalf-witted;butsodoIconsideroursociallifeinthewesthalf-witted.SoIevenconsiderourfar-famedmentallifehalf-witted.We’reallascoldascretins,we’reallaspassionlessasidiots.We’reallofusBolshevists,onlywegiveitanothername.Wethinkwe’regods...menlikegods!It’sjustthesameasBolshevism.Onehastobehuman,andhaveaheartandapenisifoneisgoingtoescapebeingeitheragodoraBolshevist...fortheyarethesamething:they’rebothtoogoodtobetrue.’
OutofthedisapprovingsilencecameBerry’sanxiousquestion:
’Youdobelieveinlovethen,Tommy,don’tyou?’
’Youlovelylad!’saidTommy.’No,mycherub,ninetimesoutoften,no!Love’sanotherofthosehalf-wittedperformancestoday.
