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Chapter 2
Idon’tknowwhotheyare—famousmen,deadandliving,who’vefoughtfortherightthingsandcreatedandpaintedintherightway,andunfamouspeopleIknowwhodon’tlieaboutthings,whotrynottobelazy,whotrytobehumanandintelligent.Yes,peoplelikeG.P...forallhisfaults.HisFault.
They’renotevengoodpeople.Theyhaveweakmoments.Sexmomentsanddrinkmoments.Cowardandmoneymoments.TheyhaveholidaysintheIvoryTower.Butapartofthemisonewiththeband.
TheFew.
November9th
I’mvain.I’mnotoneofthem.Iwanttobeoneofthem,andthat’snotthesamething.
Ofcourse,CalibanisnottypicaloftheNewPeople.He’shopelesslyoutofdate(hewillcalltherecord-player,the"gramophone").Andthere’shislackofconfidence.They’renotashamedofthemselves.IrememberDsayingtheythinkthey’reallequaltothebestassoonastheyhaveatellyandacar.ButdeepdownCaliban’soneofthem—there’sthishatredoftheunusual,thiswantingeverybodytobethesame.Andtheawfulmisuseofmoney.Whyshouldpeoplehavemoneyiftheydon’tknowhowtouseit?
ItsickensmeeverytimeIthinkofallthemoneyCalibanhaswon;andofalltheotherpeoplelikehimwhowinmoney.
Soselfish,soevil.
G.P.said,thatday,thehonestpoorarethemoneylessvulgarrich.Povertyforcesthemtohavegoodqualitiesandprideinotherthingsbesidesmoney.Thenwhentheyhavemoneytheydon’tknowwhattodowithit.
