For centuries the world has been preparing for the coming of the common man.And the period of preparation virtually past, labor, conscious of itself and its desires, has begun a definite movement toward solidarity.It believes the time is not far distant when the historian will speak not only of the dark ages of feudalism, but of the dark ages of capitalism.And labor sincerely believes itself justified in this by the terrible indictment it brings against capitalistic society.In the face of its enormous wealth, capitalistic society forfeits its right to existence when it permits widespread, bestial poverty.The philosophy of the survival of the fittest does not soothe the class-conscious worker when he learns through his class literature that among the Italian pants-finishers of Chicago {9} the average weekly wage is $1.31, and the average number of weeks employed in the year is 27.85.Likewise when he reads:{10} "Every room in these reeking tenements houses a family or two.In one room a missionary found a man ill with small-pox, his wife just recovering from her confinement, and the children running about half naked and covered with dirt.Here are seven people living in one underground kitchen, and a little dead child lying in the same room.Here live a widow and her six children, two of whom are ill with scarlet fever.In another, nine brothers and sisters, from twenty-nine years of age downward, live, eat, and sleep together." And likewise, when he reads:{11} "When one man, fifty years old, who has worked all his life, is compelled to beg a little money to bury his dead baby, and another man, fifty years old, can give ten million dollars to enable his daughter to live in luxury and bolster up a decaying foreign aristocracy, do you see nothing amiss?"And on the other hand, the class-conscious worker reads the statistics of the wealthy classes, knows what their incomes are, and how they get them.True, down all the past he has known his own material misery and the material comfort of the dominant classes, and often has this knowledge led him to intemperate acts and unwise rebellion.But today, and for the first time, because both society and he have evolved, he is beginning to see a possible way out.His ears are opening to the propaganda of Socialism, the passionate gospel of the dispossessed.But it does not inculcate a turning back.The way through is the way out, he understands, and with this in mind he draws up the programme.
It is quite ******, this programme.Everything is moving in his direction, toward the day when he will take charge.The trust? Ah, no.Unlike the trembling middle-class man and the small capitalist, he sees nothing at which to be frightened.He likes the trust.He exults in the trust, for it is largely doing the task for him.It socializes production; this done, there remains nothing for him to do but socialize distribution, and all is accomplished.The trust?
