| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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employers at all?' sneered Crass. `Or p'raps you think the masters ought to do all the bloody work theirselves, and give us the money?' `I don't see 'ow its goin' to be altered,' remarked Harlow. `There MUST be masters, and SOMEONE 'as to take charge of the work and do the thinkin'.' `Whether it can be altered or not,' said Owen, `Landlordism and Competing Employers are two of the causes of poverty. But of course they're only a small part of the system which produces luxury, refinement and culture for a few, and condemns the majority to a lifelong struggle with adversity, and many thousands to degradation, hunger and rags. This is the system you all uphold and defend, although you don't mind admitting that it has made the world into a hell.' Crass slowly drew the Obscurer cutting from his waistcoat pocket, but after a moment's |
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