AUTOBIOGRAPHY-Chesterton

For no electioneering agent, however active and anxious, would have got
into an abnormal panic about the votes of the Quakers. He would have given
them the normal attention that he would give to the votes of the Plymouth
Brethren or the Peculiar People, who would very probably have the habit of
voting Liberal. There are not enough individual Quakers to create a landslide
of votes at a General Election. By the nature of modern politics, and nobody’s
fault in particular, the whole point and pivot of the situation was not the large
proportion of men who were Quakers, but the large proportion of Quakers
who were millionaires. And since this situation is bad at its best, as with
Quakers who were sincere in their Pacifism, we can hardly think too badly of
so bad a situation at its worst. At its worst it meant that the worst sort of
traitors could and did trade with the enemy throughout the War, that the worst
sort of profiteers could and did blackmail their own country for bloodsucking
profits in the worst hour of her peril, that the worst sort of politicians could
play any game they liked with the honour of England and the happiness of
Europe, if they were backed and boomed by some vulgar monopolist
millionaire; and these insolent interests nearly brought us to a crash in the
supreme crisis of our history; because Parliament had come to mean only a
secret government by the rich.
So ended the last considerable attempt to purge Parliament, or the ancient
institution of the English. Some years before a similar attempt had been made
in France, inspired by the chivalry of Déroulède, who acted much in the
military and Christian spirit of Belloc and my brother. That also had failed;
and Parliaments continued to prosper; that is they continued to rot. We have
lived to see the last phase; when the revolt against that rot in representative
institutions broke out further south, in the very gates of Rome; and it did not
fail. But it has brought with it changes not wholly comforting to one who
loves liberty and the ancient English conception of a Free Parliament. I am
proud to have been among those who tried to save it, even if it was too late.
10.—FRIENDSHIP AND FOOLERY
There are some who complain of a man for doing nothing; there are some,
still more mysterious and amazing, who complain of having nothing to do.
When actually presented with some beautiful blank hours or days, they will
grumble at their blankness. When given the gift of loneliness, which is the gift
of liberty, they will cast it away; they will destroy it deliberately with some
dreadful game with cards or a little ball. I speak only for myself; I know it
takes all sorts to make a world; but I cannot repress a shudder when I see them
throwing away their hard-won holidays by doing something. For my own part,