I'm reminded of Paul Ehrlich's reaction to a visit to India:
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"The streets," he wrote, "seemed alive with people. People eating, people washing, people sleeping. People visiting, arguing, and screaming. People thrusting their hands through the taxi window, begging… People, people, people, people. As we moved slowly through the mob… the dust, noise, heat, and cooking fires gave the scene a hellish aspect."
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The aristocrats have always yearned for their nice orderly places without having to look at the peasants and workers.
I'm reminded of Paul Ehrlich's reaction to a visit to India:
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"The streets," he wrote, "seemed alive with people. People eating, people washing, people sleeping. People visiting, arguing, and screaming. People thrusting their hands through the taxi window, begging… People, people, people, people. As we moved slowly through the mob… the dust, noise, heat, and cooking fires gave the scene a hellish aspect."
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The aristocrats have always yearned for their nice orderly places without having to look at the peasants and workers.