man can deny it. It is a failure on two grounds,--it is a failure, because the law ,of political economy has given to man good wages, and science has invented for him drink cheap as water, and held it to his lips, and said, “Make a brute of yourself!”
Intemperance, that gigantic foe of modern civilization, is the chasm in the forum which seems destined to swallow up the capacity of self-government.
In the olden times, wine was dear, and only the upper classes could afford to get drunk.
Around the shores of the Mediterranean, the stimulus of the stomach was no temptation; their climate tempted men on a different side.
We are Saxons, our blood aches for a stimulus, by way of the stomach-appetite!
Our idea of heaven is the skulls of our enemies, flowing over with rich wine.
That is the blood that courses in our veins.
In our streets, science pours out her drink like water.
Political economy puts in every man's hand, by the labor of half a day, money enough to be drunk a week.
There is one temptation, dragging down the possibility of self-government into the pit of imbruted humanity, and on the other side, is that hideous problem of modern civilized life — prostitution — born of Orthodox scruples and aristocratic fastidiousness; born of that fastidious denial of the right of woman to choose her own work, and, like her brother, to satisfy her ambition, her love of luxury, her love of material gratifications, by fair wages for fair work.
As long as you deny it, as long as the pulpit covers with its fastidious Orthodoxy this question from the consideration of the public, it is but a concealed brothel, although it calls itself an Orthodox pulpit.
[Applause and hisses.] I know what I say; your hisses cannot change it. Go, clean out the Gehenna of New York!
[Applause.] Go, sweep the Augean stable that makes Now York