Vefriti III
Society can be compared with an all-powerful insane asylum, where
lunatics struggle with the same sand bags in an eternal path between
the basement and the attic. The most insane of these crazy individuals
take on the privileges to sit on the sore shoulders of others and
beat them with clubs. And from there they shout arrogantly in competition
with each other : God bless the enterprise of the individual! Long live free
competition! Hip hip Hurray! . . . Our nation is like an idiot bailing water
out of this sinking tub while the cork sits right in his pocket. / Þ.Þ. 1950
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