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Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips), 1866-1946

"Nobody's Man"

It is the most tragical epitome of
inadequacy the world has ever known."
"Have you Democrats any fresh inspiration, then?" he asked.
"Of course we have," she rapped out sharply. "It isn't like you to ask
such a question. The principles for which we stand never existed
before, except academically. No party has ever been able to preach them
within the realm of practical politics, because no party has been
comprehensive enough. The Labour Party, as it was understood ten years
ago, was a pitiful conglomeration of selfish atoms without the faintest
idea of coordination. It is for the souls of the people we stand, we
Democrats, whether they belong to trades unions or not, whether they
till the fields or sweat in the factories, whether they bend over a desk
or go back and forth across the sea, whether they live in small houses
or large, whether they belong to the respectable middle classes whom the
after-the-war legislation did its best to break, or to the class of
actual manual laborers."
"I don't see what place a man like Miller has in your scheme of things,"
he observed, a little restlessly.


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