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           Theyrefusetorecognizethatproductionisnotaprivatechoice,butapublicduty.Theyhavenorighttofail,nomatterwhatconditionshappentocomeup.They’vegottogoonproducing.It’sasocialimperative.Aman’sworkisnotapersonalmatter,it’sasocialmatter.There’snosuchthingasapersonalmatter—orapersonallife.That’swhatwe’vegottoforcethemtolearn."

           "GeneLawsonknowswhatI’mtalkingabout,"saidDr.Ferris,withaslightsmile,"eventhoughhehasn’tthefaintestideathathedoes."

           "Whatdoyouthinkyoumean?"askedLawson,hisvoicerising.

           "Skipit,"orderedWesleyMouch.

           "Idon’tcarewhatyoudecidetodo,Wesley,"saidMr.Thompson,"andIdon’tcareifthebusinessmensquawkaboutit.Justbesureyou’vegotthepresswithyou.Bedamnsureaboutthat."

           "I’vegot’em,"saidMouch.

           "Oneeditorwho’dopenhistrapatthewrongtimecoulddousmoreharmthantendisgruntledmillionaires."

           "That’strue,Mr.Thompson,"saidDr.Ferris."Butcanyounameoneeditorwhoknowsit?"

           "Guessnot,"saidMr.Thompson;hesoundedpleased.

           "Whatevertypeofmenwe’recountingonandplanningfor,"saidDr.Ferris,"there’sacertainold-fashionedquotationwhichwemaysafelyforget:theoneaboutcountingonthewiseandthehonest.Wedon’thavetoconsiderthem.