There is no nonsense so arrant that it cannot be made the creed of the vast majority by adequate governmental action.
The discovery that man can be scientifically manipulated, and that governments can turn large masses this way or that as they choose, is one of the causes of our misfortunes. There is as much difference between a collection of mentally free citizens and a community molded by modern methods of propaganda as there is between a heap of raw materials and a battleship.
The Monuments that mightie Monarches reare,
Colosso’s statues, and Pyramids high,
In tract of time, doe moulder downe and weare,
Ne leave they any little memorie,
The Passenger may warned be to say,
They had their being here, another day.But wise wordes taught, in numbers sweet to runne,
Preserved by the living Muse for aie,
Shall still abide, when date of these is done,
Nor ever shall by Time be worne away:
Time, Tyrants, Envie, World assay thy worst,
Ere Homer die, thou shalt be fired first.
Ulterius durabit, Henry Peacham (Minerva Brittana, 1612)
(transcript)
If a man be wealthy, no matter how he gets it, of what parentage, how qualified, how virtuously endowed or villainously inclined; let him be a bawd, a gripe, a usurer, a villain, a pagan, a barbarian, a wretch, Lucian’s tyrant, “on whom you may look with less security than on the sun”; so that he be rich (and liberal withal) he shall be honoured, admired, adored, reverenced, and highly magnified.
A Weather – “It’s Good To Know”
Cove
Much of this record falls under the softly-sung male-female harmony indie category and is fairly safe and pleasant, if forgettable. But the keyboards and the bittersweet call and response of the final track are simple, beautiful, and instantly memorable. (insound)