we have recently been hearing much maudlin sympathy expressed for the “downtrodden denizens of the sweat-shop” and the “homeless wanderer searching for honest employment”，and with it all often go many hard words for the men in power.
nothing is said about the employer who grows old before his time in a vain attempt to get frowsy never-do-wells to do intelligent work；and his long， patient striving after “help” that does nothing but loaf when his back is turned.
in every store and factory there is a constant weeding-out process going on. the employer is constantly sending away “help” that have n their incapacity to further the interests of the business，and others are being taken on. no matter how good times are，this sorting continues：only，if times are hard and work is scarce，the sorting is done finer－but out and forever out the incompetent and unworthy go. it is the survival of the fittest. self-interest prompts every employer to keep the best—those who can carry a message to garcia.
i know one man of really brilliant parts who has not the ability to manage a business of his own，and yet who is absolutely worthless to anyone else，because he carries with him constantly the insane suspicion that his employer is oppressing，or intending to oppress him. he cannot give orders， and he will not receive them. should a message be given him to take to garcia，his answer would probably be， “take it yourself！”
tonight this man walks the streets looking for work，the wind whistling through his threadbare coat. no one who knows him dare employ him，for he is a regular firebrand of discontent. he is impervious to reason，and the only thing that can impress him is the toe of a thick-soled number nine boot.