andize. It has got to convince the people that they are being
pushed beyond endurance. You have got to get the _masses_ to moving. You
have to give speeches, print newspapers, books, pamphlets, you have got to
send your organizers out to intensify interest in your program."
Larry said, "I see what you mean. If this so-called Movement actually
existed it couldn't expect to get anywhere as long as remained secret."
The Boss nodded. "That is correct. The _leaders_ of a revolutionary
movement might be intellectuals, social scientists, scholars--in fact they
usually are--take our own American Revolution with Jefferson, Madison,
Franklin, Washington. Or the French Revolution with Robespierre, Danton,
Marat, Engels and Lenin. All were well educated intellectuals from the
middle class. But the revolution itself, once it starts, comes from below,
from the mass of people pushed beyond tolerance."
It came to Lawrence Woolford that his superior had achieved to his
prominent office not through any fluke. He knew what he was talking about.
The Boss wound it up. "If there was such an organization as this Movement,
then this department would know about it. You don't keep a revolutionary
movement secret. It doesn't make sense to even try. Even if it is forced
underground, it makes as much noise as it can."
His trouble shooter cleared his throat. "I suppose you're right, sir." He
added hesitantly. "We could always give Susan Self a few drops of
Scop-Serum, sir."
The Boss scowled disapprovingly. "You know how the Supreme Court ruled on
that, Lawrence. And particularly since the medics revealed its effect on
reducing sexual inhibitions. No, Mr. Hackett and Secret Service will have
to get the truth out of the girl by some other means. At any rate, it is
out of our hands."
Larry came to his feet. "Well, then, I'll resume my vacation, eh?"
His chief took up a report from his desk an frowned at it, his attention
already passing to other matters. He grunted, "Clear it with LaVerne,
please. Tell her I said to take another week to make up for our intruding
on you in this manner."
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In the back of his head, Larry Woolford had misgivings. For one thing,
where had the kid, who on the face of her performance was no great brain
even as sixteen or seventeen old's go, picked up such ideas as the fact
that people developed prejudices against words like revolution and
propaganda?
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