wn. We
recognize it without a qualm in a baby, that his emotions and reflections
about life, about Time and Eternity, and about things in general are just
reflections of a milk bottle he has just had, or of a milk bottle he has
not just had and wants to know why.

I have often tried to translate a baby's cry in his crib, into English.
As near as I can come to it, it is

"I don't think my mother knows WHO I AM!"

What a baby is really doing is disciplining other people.

Not so very different after all from Senator Lodge pivoting as he has for
six months a whole world on himself and on his having his own little way
with it, disciplining the rest of the Senate, forty nations and a
President, and everybody in sight--except himself.

If a patient nation could put him in a crib, everybody would understand.
Many people apparently are deceived by his beard, or by his degree at
Harvard, or other clothes. But it is the same thing. What is really
happening to him--to Senator Lodge is really a kind of spiritual
neuritis. He is cramped, or as the vulgar more perspicuously and
therefore more fittingly and elegantly put it, his mind is stuck on
himself. He is imbedded in his own mereness and now as anybody can see
there is nothing that can be done by anybody with anything, not with a
whole world for a crowbar, to pry Lodge off himself.

Most of us know other people like this. Most of us have moments and
subjects on which as we have remembered afterwards we have needed to be
pried off. The same is true, of course, of a political body like the
Republican or Democratic Party, or of a labor union.

The best that most of us--whole towns of us--can do is to get up as we
propose for a whole town to do in the Put-Through Clan on the same
platform, stand there cheerfully all together on the great general
platform and admit in chorus sweetly, that we are all probably this
blessed moment and every day being especially fooled more or less by
ourselves about ourselves, about the things nearest to us--especially our
own personal bodies and political and industrial souls and bodies. The
only difference between people who are put into insane asylums and those
of us who are still allowed from day to day a little longer to stay out,
is that we can manage, if we try, some of us, to be more limber about
calling ourselves fools in time. For all practical purposes in this
world, it may be said that the people who are wise and deep about keeping
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