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E. J. Craigie, M.P. (Australia) |
| [Reprinted from Land
& Liberty, September 1939] |
THERE ARE many people who believe that only where we find the
equal and harmonious development of the head, the heart, and the hand,
the sense of proportion and order, the love of beauty, the hunger for
righteousness, and the creative impulse; only when these are discovered
together in a state of high development and in their natural
proportions, are we in the presence of genius of the truest form.
In this sense we regard Henry George as one of the greatest geniuses
the English-speaking peoples produced during the nineteenth century.
Just because of his singular sanity, however, it may be difficult to
hazard an opinion as to whether the man or his great book, Progress
and Poverty, has been the greater influence in moulding the thoughts
of the present generation, and in directing the social movements of the
time. His appeal has been in equal proportions to all the many sides of
the human mind. It is to this many-sidedness of his character, to his
perfect sanity, and the universality of his appeal, that we base his
claim to be regarded as a genius of the purest form.
Who that has come under the mysterious influence of Progress and
Poverty has not felt beneath the closely-reasoned argument and
inexorable logic, the fervid spirit of the man rebelling against the
dismal prevailing theories in economics, and striving at a white heat of
passion, "that to the height of the great argument, he may assert
Eternal Providence and justify the ways of God to man?"
The Science of Political Economy in the hands of Henry George is not
(like that of the chemist or physicist) one of which the subject matter
is composed of insensate atoms, but of living, palpitating, human souls,
towards which his spirit goes out with passionate affection.
Through all the close reasoning and abundant illustration which fills
the book, one feels the heartbeats of the strong man, striving to clear
natural law from the odium of responsibility for the suffering and
poverty he sees around, and to defend much-maligned human nature from
the charge it had hitherto lain under of being, by its innate
corruptness, the author and producer of its own misery. Even had the
logic of Progress and Poverty been discredited by the passing of
years, the moral force of the author would have served to preserve it as
a book which has given a new direction to the aspirations and enthusiasm
of his fellowmen.
Progress and Poverty, then, we describe as the work of a genius.
Like all works of real genius, it consists in the discovery of a simple
principle. What is this simple principle? It is, that, as there is a
right and a wrong way of doing all things, so there is a right and a
wrong way of collecting public revenue; that the wrong way results in
creating an artificial centre of economic gravity, which produces the
most violent contrasts of monstrous wealth and frightful poverty, while
the right way tends towards a natural distribution of wealth in exact
proportion to the contribution each has made to its production.
Henry George has shown the world that the line which divides the right
from the wrong way of collecting public revenue is a very narrow one,
indeed. On the one side is the present method of taxing industry and the
products of industry; of penalizing him who uses the raw materials of
the earth wisely and well, and of leaving untaxed him who fences in a
portion of the earth and will neither use it himself nor allow others to
do so. On the other side is the method of adopting, as the sole standard
of contribution to the public revenue the economic value of that portion
of the earth which one man occupies to the exclusion of all the rest of
the race.
Was ever so simple a remedy offered to a sick world? Cease imposing
taxation on anything that is the result of human effort, and collect
your public revenue by taking the only element of value that remains,
i.e., the rent of land - then expect to see poverty disappear
and an equitable distribution of wealth established. Such in brief is
the message of him in whom the force of a powerful intellect was joined
to fervid passions.
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