We have recently been hearing much maudlinsympathy expressed for the“downtrodden denizens of thesweat-shop”and the“homeless wanderer searching forhonest employment”，and with it all often go many hardwords for the men in power.
Nothing is said about the employer who grows oldbefore his time in a vain attempt to get frowsy ne"er-dowellsto do intelligent work；and his long，patient strivingafter“help”that does nothing but loaf when his back isturned.
In every store and factory there is a constant weedingoutprocess going on.The employer is constantly sendingaway“help”that have shown their incapacity to further theinterests of the business，and others are being taken on.Nomatter how good times are，this sorting continues：only，if times are hard and work is scarce，the sorting is donefiner-but out and forever out the incompetent and unworthygo.It is the survival of the fittest.Self-interest promptsevery employer to keep the best-those who can carry amessage to Garcia.
I know one man of really brilliant parts who has notthe ability to manage a business of his own，and yet whois absolutely worthless to any one else，because he carrieswith him constantly the insane suspicion that his employeris oppressing，or intending to oppress him.He cannotgive orders，and he will not receive them.Should amessage be given him to take to Garcia，his answer wouldprobably be，“Take it yourself！”
Tonight this man walks the streets looking for work，the wind whistling through his threadbare coat.No onewho knows him dare employ him，for he is a regularfirebrand of discontent.He is impervious to reason，andthe only thing that can impress him is the toe of a thicksoledNumber Nine boot.