emselves reminded that they may be crazy any minute, are sane.
What happens to people--to most people when they are grown up is that
they stop being simple and honest like a baby. But they all have
practically the same essential thought when they are being disagreeable.
They are trying to make the world around them toe the line to their own
interior decorations. What they think, what they feel, what they do in
the little back parlors of their own minds must be daubed on the ceiling
of the world.
The joy of toleration, of new ideas, of rows and tiers of their
non-selves, and of their yet-selves reaching away around them that they
can still know and share and can still take over and have the use of in
addition to the mere self they already have, they hold off from.
This is where the baby has the advantage of them.
Sec. 4. _Psycho-Analysis for a Town._
When a man thinks of himself and wants other people to think of him as an
institution--as a kind of church--of course it makes him very unhappy to
believe he is wrong, but the minute he thinks of himself as a means to an
end, thinks of his personality as a tool placed in his hand for getting
what he wants or what a world wants--the minute a man thinks of himself
as a kind of spirit-auger, or chisel of the soul, or as a can-opener to
truth, which if it is a little changed one way or the other, or held
differently, will suddenly work--changing himself toward himself, and
believing what he would rather not, becomes like any other invention or
discovery, a creative pleasure.
In saying that the main thing the Put-Through Clan is for in a town, is
to act as town-headquarters for the town's seeing through itself, as a
means of making the town the best, the happiest town in the state--as a
means of making it a town that deserves anything it wants, I am merely
saying that the act of self-invention--the act of recreation once entered
into as a habit is so refreshing and so extraordinary in itself, and so
practical in its results, that when people once see how it really
works--when towns and parties and industrial groups get once started in
self-discipline, in self-confession, in psycho-analysis and in taking
advantage of opposite ideas--there is going to be an epidemic in this
country, a flu of truth.
A whole city or a whole town indulging in psycho-analysis finds it less
embarrassing and not more embarrassing than one man does.
When it becomes the thing for a city o
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