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days. There can be no doubt that foetuses are individuals of our spe-
cies. I don't very much like the language of "persons"; it is a Kantian
language; I like the language of soul. Foetuses are certainly something
which we have always treated with the greatest seriousness under
Christianity until this period in history, and I think it's shattering that
this is happening. I mean, apart from those souls who are murdered,
what it does to the murderers is appalling. I don't mean the women
here, because I consider the medical profession much more responsi-
ble for this than the women.
SCHMIDT: In the United States the Catholic bishops have
taken quite a strong stand on abortion, but they have also attempted
under the leadership of Cardinal Bernardin to develop an ethic that is
referred to as a seamless garment by linking the issues of nuclear
peace, capital punishment and abortion. Cardinal Bernardin, it seems
to me, does not want to be caught in the position of holding what
might be viewed as a right-wing position on abortion.
GRANT: I see no reason that this is a right-wing or left-wing
position. I am not very right-wing; I have come to be friends with
many right-wing people and many left-wing people over abortion.
Murder surely transcends these kinds of passing American categories.
With regard to the seamless garment, I think it is great. Two
points, however, have to be made: (a) I don't think lay people can be
doing everything. They have to choose issues. It's nice to have a seam-
less garment in your mind, but what matters about practical issues is
action(theoretical issues are to be thought aboutpractical issues
require that we do something about them). Most people haven't got
the time to do something about everything. They are busy with fam-
ily, job, etc. The very best of us do much more than the rather lazy
slobs like myselfbut you have to choose. I think that is the first
thing, (b) I think there is a grave, grave difference between abortion
and the other issues. Abortion seems to me crystal clear, while an
extremely complex issue like nuclear peace is less clear. My brother-
in-law, George Ignatieff, who has studied this issue carefully, has cer-
tain views on peace. But the difficulty for people like myself, and I'm
not saying that I don't try to think it out, is to see the extremes. There
are honest differences of opinion about the pragmatic levels of the
question of deterrence. I don't think that you can ask any great world
empire to go in for unilateral disarmament. I think you can ask indi-
viduals to advocate it, and advocate it yourself, but I don't think you
can ask the empires. That is talking nonsense.
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ture and tend and preserve the earth. As Gandhi said, we do not need
mass production . . . but production by the masses.
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his truly Peripatetic tramp: but we feel that when he resumed it, he
walked all the faster.
All this suggests that his superficial abstraction, that which the
world saw, was of a certain kind. I think he had the sort of bemused
fit, which really belongs to the practical man rather than the entirely
mystical man. I f he talked to himself, it was because he was arguing
with somebody else. We can put it another way, by saying that his
daydreams, like the dreams of a dog, were dreams of hunting; of pur-
suing the error as well as pursuing the truth; of following all the twists
and turns of evasive falsehood, and tracking it at last to its lair in hell.
Being himself resolved to argue, to argue honestly, to answer
everybody, to deal with everything, he produced books enough to sink
a ship or stock a library though he died in comparatively early middle
age. Probably he could not have done it at all, if he had not been
thinking even when he was not writing; but above all thinking com-
batively. This, in his case, certainly did not mean bitterly or spitefully
or uncharitably; but it did mean combatively. As a matter of fact, it is
generally the man who is not ready to argue, who is ready to sneer.
That is why, in recent literature, there has been so little argument and
so much sneering.
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across the road from the first Beaconsfield home, a place to which he
retreated to write and where plays were staged. Readers of the Auto-
biography will recollect how that profound book is constructed round
the toy theatre which played so big a part in G.K.'s youth, and which
led so early to that analysis of the imagination as the discoverer of
reality, and that search after the nature and meaning of innocence,
which is the special burden of the book. As I was standing in that
hall, after the body of Frances Chesterton had been laid beside her
husband, I felt I was looking at somethingat property as the exten-
sion of personalitysoon to vanish and become a memory, but still
waiting, undissolved, but doomed, the source of its vitality gone. The
massed books in a confusion of arrangement, and the Catholic works
of art and devotion which crowned them, as, too, the Catholic years
crowned their long married life, summed up this story of a Christian
hearth and of letters baptised. I had known the house over some ten
years, and I was glad that my last sight of it was when it was still alive
with a poignant hospitality and the sense of many friends.
Chesterton wrote for his own day, and it was a matter of chance
whether he kept copies of his own books, and he worried little enough
about being read in the future. But it is likely to be found true, I
think, of one particular book of his that it appeared thirty years too
soon. It is only in the world of the Marxist and the Nazi that the real
meaning of The Man Who Was Thursday, and the immediacy and
truth of its study of the dual role men play, will be widely understood.
When it appeared, conspirators were rare romantic figures, but in
great stretches of Europe and Asia now every man is acting a role and
misjudging the rest of the world while misleading it about himself.
As for The Ballad of the White Horse, it has all the story of our
generation in it. As far as I know, no one has ever attempted to buy
and transport to America the Uffington White Horse, sod by sod, and
he is now safely scheduled as the very ancient monument he is. The
Uffington horse easily leads in the White Horse race. The one at
Ethandune was changed over and the head cut where the tail used to
be in the eighteenth century, and the one at Weymouth is landed with
George I I I on his back. There are smaller, quite modern horses,
including a red one in Warwickshire, and I think the total is eleven.
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16. The Armchair Detective, on the cover of its Spring 1983 issue,
reproduced an original painting of Father Brown by an artist who
signed himself Frank J. Jeffries, and dated the picture 1924.
Inside the issue the editors write that the picture has been pub-
lished elsewhere, but they have been unable to locate its original
appearance. A free subscription is offered to the first reader who
can identify the book or magazine where the picture was first re-
produced. No one has since supplied the answer. Who was
the artist, where was his painting first published, and does the
original still exist?
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story, it seems safe to conclude, owes less to his invention than to his
capacious memory.
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When the famous writer Arthur Koestler and his wife took their
lives in London recently, there were not the expressions of remorse
that might have been expected.
Certainly, Koestler himself had provided intimations of his future
suicide. Despite a life of prodigious literary achievement, he was a
member of the voluntary euthanasia society. Exit. In 1981, he con-
tributed to their controversial publication on how to commit suicide,
entitled Guide to Self-Deliverance.
Yet the reaction to his death had an air of inevitability about it;
as though his general outlook and poor health made suicide the only
path for a reasonable person to follow.
Some commentators seemed implicitly to praise his action,
echoing the remarks of the early Greek Epictetus:
What, does he who is at liberty to leave the banquet when he
will, and play the game no longer, keep on annoying himself by
staying?
For an increasing number, it would appear, suicide is no longer
interpreted as a lurch of tragic despair so much as an act of sobre
consideration and courage. It undoubtedly claims a growing number
of lives, particularly among the young, and it ranks as a major cause
of death among older adolescents. Dermont Purgavie, a correspond-
ent for the Sunday Telegraph (Sydney), recently reported from
Australia that the rate of adolescent suicides has reached distressing
proportions. An average of eighteen young people kill themselves
daily in the United States, and about ninety more attempt it. In five
years, suicides by fifteen- to twenty-four-year-old's have risen
markedly, now run at a rate of one in four thousand. Such figures are
likely to be conservative, since there is a natural resistance on the part
of the authorities to identifying suicide as the cause of death; both
because doubt exists in many cases (e.g., when the young die from
falls or car accidents), and the desire is strong, in any event, to spare
families from further pain.
In some quarters, however, suicide is not ignored but romanti-
cised. The rock music stars who have taken their own lives in recent
times have gained mythical stature, as though they sacrificed them-
selves to a worthy god instead of some of the most manipulative of
modern business promoters. It is part of the present-day reversal of
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