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Bernard Shaw's Remarkable Religion: A Faith That Fits the Facts

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Major Barbara 131<br />

goes his own way, showing a healthy ability to learn from his mistakes by<br />

apologizing to his fa<strong>the</strong>r about his prejudices regarding Perivale St.<br />

Andrews, he reveals his naïveté afresh. Like <strong>the</strong> educated gentleman he is,<br />

he caps his admiration for <strong>the</strong> wonderfully organized town with a quotation<br />

from Milton: “Peace hath her victories no less renowned than War”<br />

(3:160). This is a stark contrast to Cusins, whose “it’s all horribly, frightfully,<br />

immorally, unanswerably perfect” shows him to be as painfully sensitive<br />

to irony as Stephen is unconscious of it (3:158). Stephen’s hypocrisy<br />

is only slightly obscured by his confusion about <strong>the</strong> inconsistencies in his<br />

position. These particular victories of peace are, of course, made possible<br />

only by war. And why does he applaud <strong>the</strong> operation now that he has<br />

found it to be clean and respectable? His objection was to <strong>the</strong> exploitation<br />

of war and destruction; that has not changed. Did he imagine, like his sister,<br />

that just because Perivale St. Andrews is engaged in <strong>the</strong> manufacture of<br />

weapons it must have been “a sort of pit where lost creatures with blackened<br />

faces stirred up smoky fires and were driven and tormented by<br />

[Unershaft]” (3:154)? Yet he cannot escape his moralistic conviction that<br />

pain is good for <strong>the</strong> soul. The pampered son of wealth and breeding worries<br />

that too much luxury will destroy <strong>the</strong> workers’ independence and sense of<br />

responsibility. Unlike Barbara, he has no comprehension that responsibility<br />

means having something to do and knowing that if you do not do it<br />

it will not be done, not from having experienced egregious suffering. This<br />

superstition of <strong>the</strong> English upper classes allowed <strong>the</strong>m to believe that having<br />

run a gauntlet of floggings at <strong>the</strong> hands of sadistic schoolmasters qualified<br />

<strong>the</strong>m to govern an empire.<br />

Parents and Children<br />

If Stephen’s independence of his mo<strong>the</strong>r is questionable, <strong>the</strong> same question<br />

can be raised about <strong>the</strong> succession of <strong>the</strong> Undershaft inheritance by Barbara<br />

and Adolphus. The closing line of <strong>the</strong> play—“Six o’clock tomorrow<br />

morning, Euripides”—underscores <strong>the</strong> unsettled nature of that question<br />

by reminding us that Cusins had not even agreed to <strong>the</strong> working hours<br />

Undershaft demanded. 3 How much will <strong>the</strong> next Andrew Undershaft be<br />

like or different from <strong>the</strong> present one? How much will <strong>the</strong> necessities imposed<br />

by <strong>the</strong> world and <strong>the</strong> realities of manufacturing and selling arms<br />

change <strong>the</strong> ideals of <strong>the</strong> saver of souls and <strong>the</strong> humanitarian professor of<br />

Greek? This is what <strong>the</strong> play is about: <strong>the</strong> spiritual and moral contest between<br />

fa<strong>the</strong>r and daughter—solemnly agreed upon like a medieval joust.<br />

The overturned expectations are nowhere more complex and enigmatic

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