Muzică, versuri, duminică.
„I’m sorry but I don’t want to be an Emperor — that’s not my business —
I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible, Jew, gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another, human beings are like that.
We all want to live by each other’s happiness, not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone and the earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful.
But we have lost the way.
Greed has poisoned men’s souls — has barricaded the world with hate; has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed but we have shut ourselves in: machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical, our cleverness hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little: More than machinery we need humanity; More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.
The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men, cries …”
Dacă avem în vedere că aceste vorbe au fost spuse în 1940, vom observa că nimic nu s-a schimbat şi că nimic nu se va schimba. Cel puţin nu în bine. Noi, totuşi, trebuie să credem că avem puterea de a schimba ceva. Dacă vrem asta.