II

Now I know this older generation which doth protest so much. I have

lived with it for the last fifteen years, ever since I began to wonder

whether all was for the best in the best of all possible worlds. I

was educated by it, grew up with it. I doubt if any generation ever

had a more docile pupil than I. What they taught me, I find they

still believe, or at least so many of them as have not gone over to

the enemy, or been captured by the militant youth of to-day. Or, as

seems rather likely, they no longer precisely believe, but they want

their own arguments to convince themselves. It is probable that when

we really believe a thing with all our hearts, we do not attempt to

justify it. Justification comes only when we are beginning to doubt it.

By this older generation I mean, of course, the mothers and fathers and

uncles and aunts of the youth of both sexes between twenty and thirty

who are beginning their professional or business life. And I refer

of course to the comfortable or fairly comfortable American middle

class. Now this older generation has had a religion, a metaphysics,

an ethics, and a political and social philosophy, which have reigned

practically undisputed until the appearance of the present generation.

It has at least never felt called upon to justify itself. It has never

been directly challenged, as it is to-day. In order to localize this

generation still further, we must see it in its typical setting of

the small town or city, clustered about the institutions of church

and family. If we have any society which can be called “American,” it

is this society. Its psychology is American psychology; its soul is

America’s soul.

This older generation, which I have known so well for fifteen years,

has a religion which is on the whole as pleasant and easy as could

be devised. Though its members are the descendants of the stern and

rugged old Puritans, who wrestled with the devil and stripped their

world of all that might seduce them from the awful service of God,

they have succeeded in straining away by a long process all the

repellent attitudes in the old philosophy of life. It is unfair to

say that the older generation believe in dogmas and creeds. It would

be more accurate to say that it does not disbelieve. It retains them

as a sort of guaranty of the stability of the faith, but leaves them

rather severely alone. It does not even make more than feeble efforts

to reinterpret them in the light of modern knowledge. They are useless,

but necessary.

The foundation of this religion may be religious, but the

superstructure is almost entirely ethical. Most sermons of to-day are

little more than pious exhortations to good conduct. By good conduct

is meant that sort of action which will least disturb the normal

routine of modern middle-class life: common honesty in business life,

faithfulness to duty, ambition in business and profession, filial

obligation, the use of talents, and always and everywhere simple human

kindness and love. The old Puritan ethics, which saw in the least issue

of conduct a struggle between God and the devil, has become a mere code

for facilitating the daily friction of conventional life.

Now one would indeed be churlish to find fault with this devout belief

in simple goodness, which characterizes the older generation. It is

only when these humble virtues are raised up into an all-inclusive

program for social reform and into a philosophy of life, that one

begins to question, and to feel afar the deep hostility of the older

generation to the new faith.

Simple kindness, common honesty, filial obedience, it is evidently

still felt, will solve all the difficulties of personal and social

life. The most popular novels of the day are those in which the

characters do the most good to each other. The enormous success with

the older generation of _The Inside of the Cup_, _Queed_, and _V.

V.’s Eyes_, is based primarily on the fact that these books represent

a sublimated form of the good old American melodramatic moral sense.

And now comes along Mr. Gerald Stanley Lee with his _Crowds_,--what a

funny, individualized, personal-responsibility crowd he gives us, to

be sure,--and his panacea for modern social ills by the old solution

of applied personal virtue. Never a word about removing the barriers

of caste and race and economic inequality, but only an urging to step

over them. Never a trumpet-call to level the ramparts of privilege,

or build up the heights of opportunity, but only an appeal to extend

the charitable hand from the ramparts of heaven, or offer the kindly

patronage to the less fortunate, or--most dazzling of all--throw

away, in a frenzy of abandonment, life and fortune. Not to construct

a business organization where dishonesty would be meaningless, but to

be utopianly honest against the business world. In other words, the

older generation believes in getting all the luxury of the virtue of

goodness, while conserving all the advantages of being in a vicious

society.

If there is any one characteristic which distinguishes the older

generation, it is this belief that social ills may be cured by personal

virtue. Its highest moral ideals are sacrifice and service. But the

older generation can never see how intensely selfish these ideals are,

in the most complete sense of the word selfish. What they mean always

is, “I sacrifice myself for you,” “I serve you,” not, “We coöperate

in working ceaselessly toward an ideal where all may be free and none

may be served or serve.” These ideals of sacrifice and service are

utterly selfish, because they take account only of the satisfaction

and moral consolidation of the doer. They enhance his moral value;

but what of the person who is served or sacrificed for? What of the

person who is done good to? If the feelings of sacrifice and service

were in any sense altruistic, the moral enhancement of the receiver

would be the object sought. But can it not be said that for every

individual virtuous merit secured by an act of sacrifice or service

on the part of the doer, there is a corresponding depression on the

part of the receiver? Do we not universally recognize this by calling

a person who is not conscious of this depression, a parasite, and the

person who is no longer capable of depression, a pauper? It is exactly

those free gifts, such as schools, libraries, and so forth, which are

impersonal or social, that we can accept gratefully and gladly; and it

is exactly because the ministrations of a Charity Organization Society

are impersonal and businesslike that they can be received willingly and

without moral depression by the poor.

The ideal of duty is equally open to attack. The great complaint of

the younger against the older generation has to do with the rigidity

of the social relationships into which the younger find themselves

born. The world seems to be full of what may be called canalized

emotions. One is “supposed” to love one’s aunt or one’s grandfather

in a certain definite way, at the risk of being “unnatural.” One gets

almost a sense of the quantitative measurement of emotion. Perhaps the

greatest tragedy of family life is the useless energy that is expended

by the dutiful in keeping these artificial channels open, and the

correct amount of current running. It is exactly this that produces

most infallibly the rebellion of the younger generation. To hear that

one ought to love this or that person; or to hear loyalty spoken of, as

the older generation so often speaks of it, as if it consisted in an

allegiance to something which one no longer believes in,--this is what

soonest liberates those forces of madness and revolt which bewilder

spiritual teachers and guides. It is those dry channels of duty and

obligation through which no living waters of emotion flow that it is

the ideal of the younger generation to break up. They will have no

network of emotional canals which are not brimming, no duties which are

not equally loves.

But when they are loves, you have duty no longer meaning very much.

Duty, like sacrifice and service, always implies a personal relation

of individuals. You are always doing your duty to somebody or

something. Always the taint of inequality comes in. You are morally

superior to the person who has duty done to him. If that duty is not

filled with good-will and desire, it is morally hateful, or at very

best, a necessary evil,--one of those compromises with the world which

must be made in order to get through it at all. But duty without

good-will is a compromise with our present state of inequality, and

to raise duty to the level of a virtue is to consecrate that state of

inequality forevermore.