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Not
that
the
plan
encouraged
a
few
bastards
,
but
that
it
turned
decent
people
into
bastards
,
and
there
was
nothing
else
that
it
could
do
—
and
it
was
called
a
moral
ideal
!
"
What
was
it
we
were
supposed
to
want
to
work
for
?
For
the
love
of
our
brothers
?
What
brothers
?
For
the
bums
,
the
loafers
,
the
moochers
we
saw
all
around
us
?
And
whether
they
were
cheating
or
plain
incompetent
,
whether
they
were
unwilling
or
unable
—
what
difference
did
that
make
to
us
?
If
we
were
tied
for
life
to
the
level
of
their
unfitness
,
faked
or
real
,
how
long
could
we
care
to
go
on
?
We
had
no
way
of
knowing
their
ability
,
we
had
no
way
of
controlling
their
needs
—
all
we
knew
was
that
we
were
beasts
of
burden
struggling
blindly
in
some
sort
of
place
that
was
half
-
hospital
,
half
-
stockyards
—
a
place
geared
to
nothing
but
disability
,
disaster
,
disease
—
beasts
put
there
for
the
relief
of
whatever
whoever
chose
to
say
was
whichever
’
s
need
.
"
Love
of
our
brothers
?
That
’
s
when
we
learned
to
hate
our
brothers
for
the
first
time
in
our
lives
.
We
began
to
hate
them
for
every
meal
they
swallowed
,
for
every
small
pleasure
they
enjoyed
,
for
one
man
’
s
new
shirt
,
for
another
’
s
wife
’
s
hat
,
for
an
outing
with
their
family
,
for
a
paint
job
on
their
house
—
it
was
taken
from
us
,
it
was
paid
for
by
our
privations
,
our
denials
,
our
hunger
.
We
began
to
spy
on
one
another
,
each
hoping
to
catch
the
others
lying
about
their
needs
,
so
as
to
cut
their
‘
allowance
’
at
the
next
meeting
.
We
began
to
have
stool
pigeons
who
informed
on
people
,
who
reported
that
somebody
had
bootlegged
a
turkey
to
his
family
on
some
Sunday
—
which
he
’
d
paid
for
by
gambling
,
most
likely
.
We
began
to
meddle
into
one
another
’
s
lives
.
We
provoked
family
quarrels
,
to
get
somebody
’
s
relatives
thrown
out
.
Any
time
we
saw
a
man
starting
to
go
steady
with
a
girl
,
we
made
life
miserable
for
him
.
We
broke
up
many
engagements
.
We
didn
’
t
want
anyone
to
marry
,
we
didn
’
t
want
any
more
dependents
to
feed
.
"
In
the
old
days
,
we
used
to
celebrate
if
somebody
had
a
baby
,
we
used
to
chip
in
and
help
him
out
with
the
hospital
bills
,
if
he
happened
to
be
hard
-
pressed
for
the
moment
.
Now
,
if
a
baby
was
born
,
we
didn
’
t
speak
to
the
parents
for
weeks
.
Babies
,
to
us
,
had
become
what
locusts
were
to
farmers
.
In
the
old
days
,
we
used
to
help
a
man
if
he
had
a
bad
illness
in
the
family
.
Now
—
well
,
I
’
ll
tell
you
about
just
one
case
.
It
was
the
mother
of
a
man
who
had
been
with
us
for
fifteen
years
.
She
was
a
kindly
old
lady
,
cheerful
and
wise
,
she
knew
us
all
by
our
first
names
and
we
all
liked
her
—
we
used
to
like
her
.
One
day
,
she
slipped
on
the
cellar
stairs
and
fell
and
broke
her
hip
.
We
knew
what
that
meant
at
her
age
.
The
staff
doctor
said
that
she
’
d
have
to
be
sent
to
a
hospital
in
town
,
for
expensive
treatments
that
would
take
a
long
time
.
The
old
lady
died
the
night
before
she
was
to
leave
for
town
.
They
never
established
the
cause
of
death
.
No
,
I
don
’
t
know
whether
she
was
murdered
.
Nobody
said
that
.
Nobody
would
talk
about
it
at
all
.
All
I
know
is
that
I
—
and
that
’
s
what
I
can
’
t
forget
!
—
I
,
too
,
had
caught
myself
wishing
that
she
would
die
.
This
—
may
God
forgive
us
!
—
was
the
brotherhood
,
the
security
,
the
abundance
that
the
plan
was
supposed
to
achieve
for
us
!
"
Was
there
any
reason
why
this
sort
of
horror
would
ever
be
preached
by
anybody
?
Was
there
anybody
who
got
any
profit
from
it
?
There
was
.
The
Starnes
heirs
.
I
hope
you
’
re
not
going
to
remind
me
that
they
’
d
sacrificed
a
fortune
and
turned
the
factory
over
to
us
as
a
gift
.
We
were
fooled
by
that
one
,
too
.
Yes
,
they
gave
up
the
factory
.
But
profit
,
ma
’
am
,
depends
on
what
it
is
you
’
re
after
.
And
what
the
Starnes
heirs
were
after
,
no
money
on
earth
could
buy
.
Money
is
too
clean
and
innocent
for
that
.
"
Eric
Starnes
,
the
youngest
—
he
was
a
jellyfish
that
didn
’
t
have
the
guts
to
be
after
anything
in
particular
.
He
got
himself
voted
as
Director
of
our
Public
Relations
Department
,
which
didn
’
t
do
anything
,
except
that
he
had
a
staff
for
the
not
doing
of
anything
,
so
he
didn
’
t
have
to
bother
sticking
around
the
office
.
The
pay
he
got
—
well
,
I
shouldn
’
t
call
it
‘
pay
,
’
none
of
us
was
‘
paid
’
—
the
alms
voted
to
him
was
fairly
modest
,
about
ten
times
what
I
got
,
but
that
wasn
’
t
riches
.
