CHAPTER XVII

RADIANCIES OF SINCERITY

We need more of the virtue of belligerent sincerity. What the world

needs to-day is bold, outspokenness for principle. It is not enough that

we hold principles in the quietude of our own homes and discuss them in

the sanctity of our bedrooms. We need a belligerent sincerity of

fundamental principles in the mart, the store, in the counting house, in

the bank, on the board of trade, and the stock exchange. The tendency of

men in office and men in employment is to be subservient for the purpose

of their own advancement. It is so easy to yield a principle to gain an

increase in salary or to win the support of a swaying party vote. In

this age of great aggregations of capital, when corporations are

conducting gigantic enterprises, it is so easy for subordinates to place

all the responsibility of conscience upon their chiefs and to refuse to

accept responsibility for acts of which they themselves are the

instruments on the plea, "I am but a servant and carry out the will of

my superior." Relentless crushing out of competitors, secretly securing

rebates, unjust discrimination in discounts, the utilization of

official information for personal advantage or that of one's friends,

the writing of editorials contrary to one's principles because the

policies of the paper require it, in other words, the whole realm of

truckling subserviency, yielding, cowardice, obsequiousness, surrender,

fawning, servility, sycophancy, toad-eating, pliancy, should be weeded

out of the garden of the soul and belligerent sincerity planted in their

stead.

At the same time, I want to radiate my abhorrence of all the truckling

subserviency that seeks to gain its ends and make secure its own

position by cringing, fawning, and flattery upon those whose favor it

seeks.

Most men have their pet vanities. Few are free from weaknesses and

frailties. It is so easy to flatter, so natural to "kow-tow," so

profitable to pander. The reason that the world so laughs at the

delineations of the open, bold, corrupt, parasitical, pandering Falstaff

is that they find the echo in their own meannesses of soul. Like Henry

VII, many men have their Falstaffs, who seek to eat, drink, and be merry

at their expense.

By this I do not mean to decry and impeach the integrity and sincerity

of those who express sympathy and appreciation of those who are engaged

in large enterprises. It is natural for those conducting such to seek

and require such sympathy in their lieutenants, but to such lieutenants

I would cry mightily and constantly, "Sympathize and commend by all

means, but when you do, be sure your purest virtue is on guard over your

heart and your lips. Say nothing that you do not absolutely mean." Be

"belligerently sincere" with your own soul and speak no words to your

employer because he enjoys them that you would not _as freely and gladly

say if he had dismissed you from his employ_.

I would also radiate my appreciation of those who, occupying what we

call a subordinate position, speak out with frank, plain, direct

simplicity the thoughts of their hearts. I have sometimes found in

business, employers who sought by undue flattery, scheming, plotting,

chicanery, and fraud, all stealthily exercised, to "work" their

employees and secure from them a meed of service for which they were not

willing to pay a full and just price. In dealing with such employers a

frank, open, simple-hearted, and honest employee is often at a great

disadvantage. Being used to tortuous, underground, secret, plotting

methods himself, such an employer regards with suspicion the simple

actions of his employee. He sees in his frank openness nothing but

deeply laid plots. He finds in his candid sincerity craftily planned

schemes. The more open the one, the more certain the other is that

there is something hidden, deep, far-reaching, cunning, and deceitful

underneath his acts.

To these open-hearted souls I would radiate a tonic that is

stimulating--quickening to their moral fiber and stiffening and

strengthening to their moral spines. To such I would come as a cold

shower bath to stimulate the nerves and muscles to greater tension.

Stand by your truthfulness, stand by your frankness, stand by your

openness until you teach these burrowing, crafty, stealthy, sly,

evasive, sneaking creatures that openness is better than secrecy, light

better than darkness, truth better than falsity, candor better than

craft, and an open enemy better than a secret, fawning, sycophantic

foe.

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