The Adventures of Jonathan Gullible - Bastiat Institute
The Adventures of Jonathan Gullible - Bastiat Institute
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Chapter 36 • <strong>The</strong> Grand Inquirer<br />
rustle <strong>of</strong> wind in the leaves made the only sound in that park.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n the Grand Inquirer growled, half at <strong>Jonathan</strong>, half at the<br />
crowd, “Freedom is the greatest <strong>of</strong> all burdens that mankind can<br />
bear.” Roaring at the top <strong>of</strong> his voice, the man raised his arms and<br />
crossed his wrists high above his head, “Freedom is the heaviest <strong>of</strong><br />
chains!”<br />
“Why?” persisted <strong>Jonathan</strong>, fi nally feeling the courage <strong>of</strong> an<br />
outsider who doesn’t worry much about what others might think <strong>of</strong><br />
him.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Grand Inquirer moved directly in front <strong>of</strong> <strong>Jonathan</strong> and<br />
spoke gravely, “Freedom is a monumental weight on the shoulders<br />
<strong>of</strong> men and women because it requires the use <strong>of</strong> mind and will.”<br />
With a roar <strong>of</strong> pain and horror, the Grand Inquirer warned, “Freewill<br />
would make you all fully responsible for your own actions!”<br />
<strong>The</strong> crowd shuddered at his words; some clapped their hands over<br />
their ears in fright.<br />
“What do you mean ‘responsible’?” asked <strong>Jonathan</strong> in an<br />
unwavering voice.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Inquirer retreated a step and his face s<strong>of</strong>tened in a kindly<br />
expression. He reached down to pluck a sprig growing near his foot.<br />
“My beloved brothers and sisters, you may not realize the dangers<br />
<strong>of</strong> which I speak. Close your eyes and imagine the life <strong>of</strong> this tiny<br />
plant.” His voice grew s<strong>of</strong>t and caressed the crowd.<br />
Everyone, except <strong>Jonathan</strong>, pressed his or her eyes tightly<br />
closed and concentrated. Hypnotically, the Grand Inquirer began to<br />
describe a picture to the assembly. “This little plant is but a frail<br />
bit <strong>of</strong> shrubbery, rooted in soil and fi xed upon the earth. It is not<br />
responsible for its actions. All <strong>of</strong> its actions are pre-set. Ah, the bliss<br />
<strong>of</strong> a shrub!”<br />
“Now, beloved, imagine an animal. A cute, busy little mouse<br />
scurrying to fi nd its food among the plants. This furry creature is not<br />
responsible for its actions. All that a mouse does is predetermined<br />
by nature. Ah, nature. Happy animal! Neither plant nor animal<br />
suffers any burden <strong>of</strong> the will because neither faces choice. <strong>The</strong>y<br />
can never be wrong!”<br />
A few in the crowd murmured, “Yes, Grand Inquirer, yes, yes,<br />
so it is.”