The question is: " Should education or health-care be provided by means of coercion."
A government is a social institution with a legal monopoly on the use of force. This is the definition not only of our government with a mixed economy - but of every government: capitalist, fascist, communist, socialist, elitist, theocratic - everywhere.
Capitalism differs from the other social systems in that capitalism is based on the recognition of individual rights, including property rights, in which all property is privately owned.
The recognition of individual rights entails the banishment of physical force from human relationships: genuine rights can be violated only by means of force.
In a capitalist society, no man or group may initiate the use of physical force against others. The only function of the government, in such a society, is the task of protecting man’s rights, i.e., the task of protecting him from physical force; the government acts as the agent of man’s right of self-defense, and may use force only in retaliation and only against those who initiate its use; thus the government is the means of placing the retaliatory use of force under objective control, see Auberon Herbert's letter to The Times.
TEN MINUTES AND AFTERWARDS. TO THE EDITOR OF THE TIMES.
Sir,---Your reviewer, reviewing Mr. Spencer's
valuable book of " Man v. The State " with great
sympathy and interest, seems to wonder why Mr.
Spencer does not believe in and admire the Factory
Acts. Surely to protect children against parents'
greed of gain is and must be a right act; it seems
to be his instinctive thought, as it is that of so
many other persons!
Will you let me point out one reason why these
acts were and always will be - till they are swept
.away, a very mischievous, though a well-meant,
stupidity ? They are simply one among the many
other unthoughtful attempts to make an official
regulation take the place of the unselfish care of
parents for their children. How absurd the whole
thing seems as one looks quietly back on what took
place! Before any acts were passed, parents were
supposed--and probably with great justice in
many cases--to be overworking their children,
Selling their bone and muscle for the wages they
received. The acts are passed, and then the air is
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filled with congratulations on the immense progress
made. Moloch shall not be worshipped anymore;
the white slavery is over; neither the manufacturer
nor the parent shall draw an unholy profit from
the very life of the children. How hollow and
untrue the whole thing was! As if there would
have been a single worshipper of Moloch, whether
he was parent or manufacturer, the less on the
morrow ; as if, by the mere idle method of holding
some meetings, getting some votes together, and
passing an Act of Parliament, one fibre in the
nature of the Moloch-worshippers would have
undergone change! I say deliberately the idle
method, because here is the root of the whole
matter. All these official reforms are essentially
idle. Is the nation to be sober? Pass an Act of
Parliament out of hand, and shut up the public-houses.
Is it to be provident ? Pass an Act of
Parliament and compel men to make provision for
themselves. Is it to be intelligent ? Pass an Act
of Parliament and harry the homes till every child
is at school. Is it to consist of unselfish and
devoted parents ? Pass a Factory Act, and tie the
hands of the parent so that he can no longer sell
his child's labour. Nothing is required of us but
to hold some enthusiastic meetings, make some
speeches, write some letters to The Times, and
scrape votes enough together, and then all these
great things shall be done. Happy world! How
easily it is to be cured of its faults! We now sink
back contentedly into our arm-chairs for the rest
of our life, enjoy the testimonials we received in
the moment of enthusiasm admire the statues
that were gratefully raised to us, and re-peruse our
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own speeches, as there remains little else for us to
do in presence of the regeneration in human nature
that our last batch of regulations has effected. In
view of this modern plan of growing good in ten
minutes, we disquieted ourselves very uselessly
in past days about the amount of original sin in
human nature and the ills and infirmities to which
human flesh was heir. What fools men are not to
enjoy perfect health, when Holloway's pills,
Clarke's blood-mixture, and Eno's fruit-salts are
to be had for the ordering; and what fools they
are not to become sober, provident, intelligent, and
unselfish, when all that is wanted is only to pass
two or three Acts of Parliament to provide them
with the qualities wanted!
The word idle seems to me to suit the case with
great nicety. Taking care of the people by Acts of
Parliament seems to me very like the care of the
mother for her child, who rings the bell at the
Foundling Institution, places her child on the
door-step, and then contentedly goes on her own
way. Whatever may be the future of the child, it
must be confessed that the trouble on her part is
short and soon over. The long slow years of anxiety
and watching that await other mothers will not fall
to her share. It was all ended for her, fortunate
woman, when she rang the institution-bell. In
the same way the political philanthropist has learned
to lay his burden in the same expeditious manner
on other shoulders than his own. The world's
troubles are to be easily thrust on one side according
to his creed. A new law, a new office in some
public department, a new batch of officials, will
cure all human perversities, from the parent that
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does not send his child to school down to the
abandoned city sinner who outrages Mr. Dowsett's
feelings by playing cards in the railway-carriage.
Why should we tread any longer that toilsome
road by which men have sought to better themselves
and each other? Why paint a picture by
hand, when you can do it so well by a chromolithographic
process? Why exert ourselves to
enlist the active moral forces of society on our side;
to work by sympathy, discussion, advice and
teaching of every kind; by personal contact; by
that wonderful force of example which makes every
better kind of life a magnetic power among the
lower kinds; by that softening of character and
greater gentleness that diffuse themselves everywhere,
whilst savagery of all kinds is melting quietly
away, under the thousand silent influences of
civilization; by raising and ennobling our own
motives for helping each other, and, above all, by
constant efforts to enlarge and increase our own
powers of seeing clearly, so that we may understand
what are the causes of the evils we see round us,
and what are the conditions under which they can
be successfully attacked? All this is simply superfluous
in presence of the modern omniscient and
omnipotent Act of Parliament. Think how much
trouble, how many long years of slow conversion
are saved by our present admirable process of
compulsion. Charlemagne--not St. Paul or St.
John--was the really enlightened Christian apostle.
Be baptized, or [damned-JW], is the one argument specially
fitted for the souls of men. But, however excellent
these compulsions may be for the first ten minutes,
still every ten minutes has its afterwards; and let
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me now ask, what is the after-fruit borne by these
compulsions? Let us take for granted that before
the first Factory Acts were passed many children
were overworked. There were two ways open for
those to take who felt the wrong and wished to
remedy it. There was the easy, rapid, and
unfruitful parliamentary way; there was the way
--slow, up-hill, but very rich in after-fruits--of
appealing directly to the people to reform the thing
for themselves. I know this last way would have
been slow. I know that all those who wish to
gather fruit before the tree is planted would have
exclaimed, "And meanwhile the children are left
to suffer." I know it would have required a
personal devotion and belief in their work far
greater than that which is necessary for conducting
a parliamentary agitation, with its showy and
rather sensational rewards; but I also know that
in the end the parent would not simply be rendering
mechanical obedience to a law; I know that
vigilant individual care and intelligent appreciation
of the interests of their children would, as a
consequence, have slowly grown to be a part of
their character. How can these things ever grow
into being, if by a compulsory law you make them
as regards each special case in turn unnecessary ?
Did anything in this world ever come into being if
you first rendered its growth superfluous ? What
is it that develops all the best qualities of human
nature? Simply the pressure upon us of those
natural pains and penalties that make themselves
felt in the absence of these qualities; then the
intelligent perception that we are meant for our
happiness to have these qualities; then the strong
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attachment to the qualities themselves that is developed
in our struggle to gain them. But how can
any of these things be if you step in between the man
and Nature's way of teaching him with your hasty and
ill-advised compulsions? The parent's treatment
of the child, as regards his labour_ would have been
both to parent and child an ever-growing and everwidening
education, if you had only had a little
more patience as regards learning Nature's ways,
and a little less arrogance as regards your own.
And now see to-day the second chapter that
is already following on the first. Over a long
series of years we have been congratulating ourselves
upon the philanthropy of these Acts and
their excellent effect upon the people. A universal
system of national education accompanied by
compulsion has succeeded to the Acts as their
logical complement; and now to-day--thanks to
the efforts of a few discerning people who have
not simply followed a fashion in this matter, we
wake to find that we are applying this system in
such a hasty and reckless manner that we are
injuring the very brains and bodies that we
intended to benefit. Of course, the responsible
office cannot see the mischief---what public office
ever did see or understand the more subtle and
less direct consequences of its actions? Of course,
the great mass of parents that have let the
education and management of their children slip
practically out of their hands, that have measured
their duties by an official regulation, that have
allowed a group of worthy gentlemen at Whitehall
to think and act for them, and have accepted so
much public money for thus morally effacing them
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selves, that, in a word, are drowsing while others
care for and control the very greatest of their
interests, have, just so far as they have done this,
disqualified themselves from exercising a wise and
intelligent discernment as to where the true loss
and the true gain lie. How can it be otherwise ?
All great State systems stupefy,. Without dwelling
upon the oppressive uniformity; the sacrifice of so
many views to the one view; the stiff wooden
parts; the pedantries and complexities that accompany
all attempts at official nursing of a nation;
the hard and fast regulations that turn grants of
public money into a curse and not a blessing ; the
moral deterioration that results from marrying
together one of the noblest of all efforts, that of helping
the children in the path of knowledge, with the
meanest of all precautions, " Let us do it at the
public expense,"--leaving all this out of consideration,
the one great fact remains, sufficient in itself to
damn the whole thing, that where you have a national
and universal system, there you necessarily have two
political parties struggling for its management, and
blotting out all individual choice and perception
by the discipline--in an intellectual sense the
brutalizing discipline--that each party for the sake
of defeating its opponent learns to submit to. All
discipline for fighting purposes brutalizes in this
sense. It deprives men of more than half their
perceptions. And so it comes naturally about
that, having adopted the very best means to make
ourselves thoroughly stupid about education - first,
by Factory Acts, and then by their logical completion,
a universal State system - we now find
ourselves face to face with dangers, the very
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spontaneously and without pressure, that each action
by which the good and the bad are compulsorily
placed on the same level--for example, the selfish
and the unselfish parent, or the drunkard and the
sober man--tends in the long run to delay the
emergence of the better type from amongst the
inferior types. Every such kind of interference
relieves the unworthy of the consequences of their
actions, and takes from the worthy the occasions of
acquiring, and preserving, and strengthening those
qualities that are good and useful. In a word, so far
as you are able to do it for the moment, you make
goodness unnecessary; and as unfortunately the
world was constructed on a plan which makes goodness
an essential element in obtaining happiness, you
are trying to go by one road, while Nature is trying
to go by another. My two friends, Mr. Mundella
and Sir W. Lawson,- both of them, against their will,
architects of national incapacity,-may quarrel with
my verdict on their work; but, quarrel or not,
I must tell them that they are both doing their
best, - the one to make temperance, and the other
to make the intelligent care of parents for their
children, an unnecessary part of human nature.
They are both throwing all the power and influence
that are in their hands on the side of the inferior
type; they are both, so far as they can do it,
preventing the development of the better type.
They are both manufacturing virtues which are the
mere imitations of virtues, sham products that, as
time will tell them, will neither wash nor wear.
Many men before them have tried a fall with
Nature and her conditions, and have scarcely had
the best of it. Nature in her irony often allows
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us a ten minutes of seeming success when we go
against her methods, and I doubt not that both
Sir W. Lawson and Mr. Mundella will have a ten
minutes of their own; but then comes the aftertime
in which the bent bow flies back. I hope, as
it does so, it may not hit any of my friends too
violently in the face who have been so strenuously
bending it down.
I am, very faithfully,
AUBERON HERBERT.
Ashley Arnewood Farm, Lymington.
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