Showing posts with label The Fool. Show all posts
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Tuesday 5 November 2019

Six of The Best


2 :
Come in!
Take off your hat in my presence.

6 :
Sorry, sir.

2 :
You were talking in class.

6 :
No, sir.

2 :
You refuse to admit it.

6 :
I wasn't.

2 :
You know who was?

6 :
Yes, sir.

2 :
Who was it?
It's nine days since the incident, 
you've been here every morning and still refuse to co-operate.
Today is your last chance!
It wasn't you?
6 :
No.


2 :
You know who it was?
6 :
Yes.

2 :
Who was it?
That is cowardice!

6 :
That's Honour.

2 :
We don't discuss that.

6 :
You should teach it.

2 :
You're a Fool!
6 :
Yes, sir. Not a rat.

2 :
Rat?

6 :
Rat.

2 :
I'M A RAT?
6 :
No, sir. I'm a Fool, not a Rat.

2 :
Society...

6 :
Yes, sir?

2 :
Society is a place where people exist together.

6 :
Yes, sir.
 
2 :
That is Civilisation.
The Lone Wolf belongs to The Wilderness.


6 :
Yes, sir.
 
2 :
You must not be a Lone Wolf!

No, sir.
 
2 :
You must conform!
6 :
Yes, sir.
 
2 :
It is my duty to see that you do!

6 :
Yes, sir.

2 :
You will take six.
6 :
Six?

2 :
Of The Best.

6 :
I'm Not Guilty, sir.
 
2 :
TEN!

6 :
Twelve.
 
2 :
What?

6 :
12, sir... so that I can remember.




Saturday 2 November 2019

A Fool Reflects

   

KING LEAR :

Doth any here know me? This is not Lear:

Doth Lear walk thus? speak thus? 


Where are his eyes?

Either his notion weakens, his discernings

Are lethargied--Ha! waking? 'tis not so.


Who is it that can tell me who I am?


Fool :

Lear's Shadow.






 
 











Everyone has wanted to make him small. Yet, a Monster.
 
Stupid. With Hypnotic Powers.
 
A Fascist, and a Commie.
 
A prejudiced N***erlover.
 
A Macho-Punk. 
 
Both Christ and The Devil.
 
 
Or – 

On The Opposite Side of Everything

Thursday 31 October 2019

The Living are Not Done with You Yet


But God Hasn’t Finished with Me Yet.....
2Pac



Q : What Do You Get When You Cross a Mentally Ill Loner with a Society That Abandons Him and Treats Him Like Trash?

A : EXACTLY What You Deserve.











THE HUMANITARIAN THEORY OF PUNISHMENT (1949) by C.S. Lewis

In England we have lately had a controversy about Capital Punishment. I do not know whether a murderer is more likely to repent and make a good end on the gallows a few weeks after his trial or in the prison infirmary thirty years later. I do not know whether the fear of death is an indispensable deterrent. I need not, for the purpose of this article, decide whether it is a morally permissible deterrent. Those are questions which I propose to leave untouched. 

My subject is not Capital Punishment in particular, but that theory of punishment in general which the controversy showed to be almost universal among my fellow-countrymen. It may be called the Humanitarian theory. 

Those who hold it think that it is mild and merciful. In this I believe that they are seriously mistaken. 

I believe that the ‘Humanity’ which it claims is a dangerous illusion and disguises the possibility of cruelty and injustice without end. 

I urge a return to the traditional or Retributive theory not solely, not even primarily, in the interests of society, but in the interests of the criminal. 

According to the Humanitarian theory, to punish a man because he deserves it, and as much as he deserves, is mere revenge, and, therefore, barbarous and immoral

It is maintained that the only legitimate motives for punishing are the desire to deter others by example or to mend the criminal. When this theory is combined, as frequently happens, with the belief that all crime is more or less pathological, the idea of mending tails off into that of healing or curing and punishment becomes therapeutic. 

Thus it appears at first sight that we have passed from the harsh and self-righteous notion of giving the wicked their deserts to the charitable and enlightened one of tending the psychologically sick. What could be more amiable? 

One little point which is taken for granted in this theory needs, however, to be made explicit. The things done to the criminal, even if they are called cures, will be just as compulsory as they were in the old days when we called them punishments. If a tendency to steal can be cured by psychotherapy, the thief will no doubt be forced to undergo the treatment. Otherwise, society cannot continue. 

My contention is that this doctrine, merciful though it appears, really means that each one of us, from the moment he breaks the law, is deprived of the rights of a human being. 

The reason is this. The Humanitarian theory removes from Punishment the concept of Desert. 

But the concept of Desert is the only connecting link between punishment and justice. 

It is only as deserved or undeserved that a sentence can be just or unjust. 

I do not here contend that the question ‘Is it deserved?’ is the only one we can reasonably ask about a punishment. 

We may very properly ask whether it is likely to deter others and to reform the criminal. 

But neither of these two last questions is a question about justice. 

There is no sense in talking about a ‘just deterrent’ or a ‘just cure’. 

We demand of a deterrent not whether it is just but whether it will deter. 
We demand of a cure not whether it is just but whether it succeeds. 

Thus when we cease to consider what the criminal deserves and consider only what will cure him or deter others, we have tacitly removed him from the sphere of justice altogether; instead of a person, a subject of rights, we now have a mere object, a patient, a ‘case’. 

The distinction will become clearer if we ask who will be qualified to determine sentences when sentences are no longer held to derive their propriety from the criminal’s deservings. On the old view the problem of fixing the right sentence was a moral problem. Accordingly, the judge who did it was a person trained in jurisprudence; trained, that is, in a science which deals with rights and duties, and which, in origin at least, was consciously accepting guidance from the Law of Nature, and from Scripture. We must admit that in the actual penal code of most countries at most times these high originals were so much modified by local custom, class interests, and utilitarian concessions, as to be very imperfectly recognizable. But the code was never in principle, and not always in fact, beyond the control of the conscience of the society. And when (say, in eighteenth-century England) actual punishments conflicted too violently with the moral sense of the community, juries refused to convict and reform was finally brought about. This was possible because, so long as we are thinking in terms of Desert, the propriety of the penal code, being a moral question, is a question on which every man has the right to an opinion, not because he follows this or that profession, but because he is simply a man, a rational animal enjoying the Natural Light. But all this is changed when we drop the concept of Desert. The only two questions we may now ask about a punishment are whether it deters and whether it cures. But these are not questions on which anyone is entitled to have an opinion simply because he is a man. He is not entitled to an opinion even if, in addition to being a man, he should happen also to be a jurist, a Christian, and a moral theologian. For they are not questions about principle but about matter of fact; and for such cuiquam in sua arte credendum. 1 Only the expert ‘penologist’ (let barbarous things have barbarous names), in the light of previous experiment, can tell us what is likely to deter: only the psychotherapist can tell us what is likely to cure. It will be in vain for the rest of us, speaking simply as men, to say, ‘but this punishment is hideously unjust, hideously disproportionate to the criminal’s deserts’. 

The experts with perfect logic will reply, ‘But nobody was talking about deserts. No one was talking about punishment in your archaic vindictive sense of the word. Here are the statistics proving that this treatment deters. Here are the statistics proving that this other treatment cures. What is your trouble?’ 

The Humanitarian theory, then, removes sentences from the hands of jurists whom the public conscience is entitled to criticize and places them in the hands of technical experts whose special sciences do not even employ such categories as rights or justice. It might be argued that since this transference results from an abandonment of the old idea of punishment, and, therefore, of all vindictive motives, it will be safe to leave our criminals in such hands. I will not pause to comment on the simple-minded view of fallen human nature which such a belief implies. Let us rather remember that the ‘cure’ of criminals is to be compulsory; and let us then watch how the theory actually works in the mind of the Humanitarian. 

The immediate starting point of this article was a letter I read in one of our Leftist weeklies. The author was pleading that a certain sin, now treated by our laws as a crime, should henceforward be treated as a disease. And he complained that under the present system the offender, after a term in jail, was simply let out to return to his original environment where he would probably relapse. 

What he complained of was not the shutting up but the letting out. On his remedial view of punishment the offender should, of course, be detained until he was cured. And of course the official straighteners are the only people who can say when that is. 

The first result of the Humanitarian theory is, therefore, to substitute for a definite sentence (reflecting to some extent the community’s moral judgement on the degree of ill-desert involved) an indefinite sentence terminable only by the word of those experts–and they are not experts in moral theology nor even in the Law of Nature–who inflict it. Which of us, if he stood in the dock, would not prefer to be tried by the old system? 

It may be said that by the continued use of the word punishment and the use of the verb ‘inflict’ I am misrepresenting Humanitarians. They are not punishing, not inflicting, only healing. 

But do not let us be deceived by a name. To be taken without consent from my home and friends; to lose my liberty; to undergo all those assaults on my personality which modern psychotherapy knows how to deliver; to be remade after some pattern of ‘normality’ hatched in a Viennese laboratory to which I never professed allegiance; to know that this process will never end until either my captors have succeeded or I have grown wise enough to cheat them with apparent success–who cares whether this is called Punishment or not? 

That it includes most of the elements for which any punishment is feared – shame, exile, bondage, and years eaten by the locust–is obvious. Only enormous ill-desert could justify it; but ill-desert is the very conception which the Humanitarian theory has thrown overboard. 

If we turn from the curative to the deterrent justification of punishment we shall find the new theory even more alarming. When you punish a man in terrorem, 2 make of him an ‘example’ to others, you are admittedly using him as a means to an end; someone else’s end. 

This, in itself, would be a very wicked thing to do. 

On the classical theory of Punishment it was of course justified on the ground that the man deserved it. That was assumed to be established before any question of ‘making him an example’ arose. You then, as the saying is, killed two birds with one stone; in the process of giving him what he deserved you set an example to others. 

But take away desert and the whole morality of the punishment disappears. Why, in Heaven’s name, am I to be sacrificed to the good of society in this way? – unless, of course, I deserve it. 

But that is not the worst. If the justification of exemplary punishment is not to be based on desert but solely on its efficacy as a deterrent, it is not absolutely necessary that the man we punish should even have committed the crime. The deterrent effect demands that the public should draw the moral, ‘If we do such an act we shall suffer like that man.’ 

The punishment of a man actually guilty whom the public think innocent will not have the desired effect; the punishment of a man actually innocent will, provided the public think him guilty. 

But every modern State has powers which make it easy to fake a trail. When a victim is urgently needed for exemplary purposes and a guilty victim cannot be found, all the purposes of deterrence will be equally served by the punishment (call it ‘cure’ if you prefer) of an innocent victim, provided that the public can be cheated into thinking him guilty. 

It is no use to ask me why I assume that our rulers will be so wicked. The punishment of an innocent, that is, an undeserving, man is wicked only if we grant the traditional view that righteous punishment means deserved punishment. Once we have abandoned that criterion, all punishments have to be justified, if at all, on other grounds that have nothing to do with desert. Where the punishment of the innocent can be justified on those grounds (and it could in some cases be justified as a deterrent) it will be no less moral than any other punishment. 

Any distaste for it on the part of a Humanitarian will be merely a hang-over from the Retributive theory. 

It is, indeed, important to notice that my argument so far supposes no evil intentions on the part of the Humanitarian and considers only what is involved in the logic of his position. My contention is that good men (not bad men) consistently acting upon that position would act as cruelly and unjustly as the greatest tyrants. They might in some respects act even worse. Of all tyrannies a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It may be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron’s cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience. They may be more likely to go to Heaven yet at the same time likelier to make a Hell on earth. Their very kindness stings with intolerable insult. To be ‘cured’ against one’s will and cured of states which we may not regard as disease is to be put on a level with those who have not yet reached the age of reason or those who never will; to be classed with infants, imbeciles, and domestic animals. But to be punished, however severely, because we have deserved it, because we ‘ought to have known better’, is to be treated as a human person made in God’s image. 

In reality, however, we must face the possibility of bad rulers armed with a Humanitarian theory of punishment. A great many popular blue-prints for a Christian society are merely what the Elizabethans called ‘eggs in moonshine’ because they assume that the whole society is Christian or that the Christians are in control. This is not so in most contemporary States. Even if it were, our rulers would still be fallen men, and, therefore, neither very wise nor very good. As it is, they will usually be unbelievers. And since wisdom and virtue are not the only or the commonest qualifications for a place in the government, they will not often be even the best unbelievers. The practical problem of Christian politics is not that of drawing up schemes for a Christian society, but that of living as innocently as we can with unbelieving fellow-subjects under unbelieving rulers who will never be perfectly wise and good and who will sometimes be very wicked and very foolish. And when they are wicked the Humanitarian theory of punishment will put in their hands a finer instrument of tyranny than wickedness ever had before. For if crime and disease are to be regarded as the same thing, it follows that any state of mind which our masters choose to call ‘disease’ can be treated as crime; and compulsorily cured. It will be vain to plead that states of mind which displease government need not always involve moral turpitude and do not therefore always deserve forfeiture of liberty. For our masters will not be using the concepts of Desert and Punishment but those of disease and cure. We know that one school of psychology already regards religion as a neurosis. When this particular neurosis becomes inconvenient to government, what is to hinder government from proceeding to ‘cure’ it? Such ‘cure’ will, of course, be compulsory; but under the Humanitarian theory it will not be called by the shocking name of Persecution. No one will blame us for being Christian, no one will hate us, no one will revile us. The new Nero will approach us with the silky manners of a doctor, and though all will be in fact as compulsory as the tunica molesta of Smithfield or Tyburn, all will go on within the unemotional therapeutic sphere where words like ‘right’ and ‘wrong’ or ‘freedom’ and ‘slavery’ are never heard. And thus when the command is given, every prominent Christian in the land may vanish overnight into Institutions for the Treatment of the Ideologically Unsound, and it will rest with the expert jailers to say when (if ever) they are to re-emerge. But it will not be persecution. Even if the treatment is painful, even if it is life-long, even if it is fatal, that will be only a regrettable accident; the intention was purely therapeutic. Even in ordinary medicine there were painful operations and fatal operations: so in this. But because they are ‘treatment’, not punishment, they can be criticized only by fellow-experts and on technical grounds, never by men as men and on grounds of justice. 

This is why I think it essential to oppose the Humanitarian theory of punishment, root and branch, wherever we encounter it. It carries on its front a semblance of mercy which is wholly false. That is how it can deceive men of good will. The error began, perhaps, with Shelley’s statement that the distinction between mercy and justice was invented in the courts of tyrants. It sounds noble, and was indeed the error of a noble mind. But the distinction is essential. The older view was that mercy ‘tempered’ justice, or (on the highest level of all) that mercy and justice had met and kissed. The essential act of mercy was to pardon; and pardon in its very essence involves the recognition of guilt and ill-desert in the recipient. If crime is only a disease which needs cure, not sin which deserves punishment, it cannot be pardoned. How can you pardon a man for having a gumboil or a club foot? But the Humanitarian theory wants simply to abolish Justice and substitute Mercy for it. This means that you start being ‘kind’ to people before you have considered their rights, and then force upon them supposed kindnesses which no one but you will recognize as kindnesses and which the recipient will feel as abominable cruelties. You have overshot the mark. Mercy, detached from Justice, grows unmerciful. That is the important paradox. As there are plants which will flourish only in mountain soil, so it appears that Mercy will flower only when it grows in the crannies of the rock of Justice: transplanted to the Marshlands of mere Humanitarianism, it becomes a man-eating weed, all the more dangerous because it is still called by the same name as the mountain variety. But we ought long ago to have learned our lesson. We should be too old now to be deceived by those humane pretensions which have served to usher in every cruelty of the revolutionary period in which we live. These are the ‘precious balms’ which will ‘break our heads’ (Psalm 141: 5). There is a fine sentence in Bunyan: ‘It came burning hot into my mind, whatever he said, and however he flattered, when he got me home to his House, he would sell me for a Slave.’ 3 

There is a fine couplet, too, in John Ball: 

Be war or ye be wo; 
Knoweth your freed from your foo.

PART II 
On Punishment: A Reply by C. S. Lewis (1954) 

I have to thank the Editor for this opportunity of replying to two most interesting critiques of my article on the Humanitarian Theory of Punishment, one by Professor J. J. C. Smart 5 and the other by Drs N. Morris and D. Buckle. 6 

Professor Smart makes a distinction between questions of the First and of the Second Order. ‘First’ are questions like ‘Ought I to return this book?’; ‘Second’, like ‘Is promise-making a good institution?’ He claims that these two Orders of question require different methods of treatment. The first can be answered by Intuition (in the sense which moral philosophers sometimes give that word). We ‘see’ what is ‘right’ at once, because the proposed action falls under a rule. But second-order questions can be answered only on ‘utilitarian’ principles. Since ‘right’ means ‘agreeable to the rules’ it is senseless to ask if the rules themselves are ‘right’; we can only ask if they are useful. A parallel would be this: granted a fixed spelling we may ask whether a word is spelled correctly, but cannot ask whether the spelling system is correct, only if it is consistent or convenient. Or again, a form may be grammatically right, but the grammar of a whole language cannot be right or wrong. 

Professor Smart is here, of course, treating in a new way a very ancient distinction. It was realized by all the thinkers of the past that you could consider either (a) Whether an act was ‘just’ in the sense of conforming to a law or custom, or (b) Whether a law or custom was itself ‘just’. To the ancient and mediaevals, however, the distinction was one between (a) Justice by law or convention, nomo (i) and (b) Justice ‘simply’ or ‘by nature’, haplôs or physei, or between (a) Positive Law, and (b) Natural Law. Both inquiries were about justice, but the distinction between them was acknowledged. The novelty of Professor Smart’s system consists in confining the concept of justice to the first-order questions. 

It is claimed that the new system (I) avoids a petitio inherent in any appeal to the Law of Nature or the ‘simply’ just; for ‘to say that this is the Law of Nature is only to say that this is the rule we should adopt’; and (2) gets rid of dogmatic subjectivism. For the idea of desert in my article may be only ‘Lewis’s personal preference’. 

I am not convinced, however, that Professor Smart’s system does avoid these inconveniences. 

Those rules are to be accepted which are useful to the community, utility being (I think) what will make that community ‘happier’. 7 Does this mean that the happiness of the community is to be pursued at all costs, or only to be pursued in so far as this pursuit is compatible with certain degrees of mercy, human dignity and veracity? (I must not add ‘of justice’ because, in Professor Smart’s view, the rules themselves cannot be either just or unjust.) If we take the second alternative, if we admit that there are some things, or even any one thing, which a community ought not to do however much it will increase its happiness, then we have really given up the position. We are now judging the useful by some other standard (whether we call it Conscience, or Practical Reason, or Law of Nature or Personal Preference). Suppose then, we take the first alternative: the happiness of the community is to be pursued at all costs. In certain circumstances the costs may be very heavy. In war, in some not improbable future when the world’s food runs short, during some threat of revolution, very shocking things may be likely to make the community happier or to preserve its existence. We cannot be sure that frame-ups, witch-hunts, even cannibalism, would never be in this sense ‘useful’. Let us suppose (what, I am very sure, is false) that Professor Smart is prepared to go the whole hog. It then remains to ask him why he does so or why he thinks we should agree with him. He of all men cannot reply that salus populi suprema lex8 is the Law of Nature; firstly, because we others know that ‘the people should be preserved’ is not the Law of Nature but only one clause in that Law. What then could pursuit of the community’s happiness at all costs be based on if not on Professor Smart’s ‘personal preference’? The real difference between him and me would then be simply that we have different desires. Or, rather, that I have one more desire than he. For, like him, I desire the continuance and happiness of my country (and species), 9 but then I also desire that they should be people of a certain sort, behaving in a certain way. The second desire is the stronger of the two. If I cannot have both, I had rather that the human race, having a certain quality in their lives, should continue for only a few centuries than that, losing freedom, friendship, dignity and mercy, and learning to be quite content without them, they should continue for millions of millennia. If it is merely a matter of wishes, there is really no further question for discussion. Lots of people feel like me, and lots feel the other way. I believe that it is in our age being decided which kind of men will win. 

And that is why, if I may say so without discourtesy, Professor Smart and I both matter so little compared with Drs Morris and Buckle. We are only dons; they are criminologists, a lawyer and a psychiatrist respectively. And the only thing which leads me so far off my own beat as to write about ‘Penology’ at all is my intense anxiety as to which side in this immensely important conflict will have the Law for its ally. This leads me to the only serious disagreements between my two critics and myself. 

Other disagreements there are, but they mainly turn on misunderstandings for which I am probably to blame. Thus: 

(1) There was certainly too little, if there was anything, in my article about the protection of the community. I am afraid I took it for granted. But the distinction in my mind would not be, as my critics suppose [Morris and Buckle, p. 232], one between ‘subsidiary’ and ‘vital’ elements in punishment. I call the act of taking a packet of cigarettes off a counter and slipping it into one’s pocket ‘purchase’ or ‘theft’ according as one does or does not pay for it. This does not mean that I consider the taking away of the goods as ‘subsidiary’ in an act of purchase. It means that what legitimizes it, what makes it purchase at all, is the paying. I call the sexual act chaste or unchaste according as the parties are or are not married to one another. This does not mean that I consider it as ‘subsidiary’ to marriage, but that what legitimizes it, what makes it a specimen of conjugal behaviour at all, is marriage. In the same way, I am ready to make both the protection of society and the ‘cure’ of the criminal as important as you please in punishment, but only on a certain condition; namely, that the initial act of thus interfering with a man’s liberty be justified on grounds of desert. Like payment in purchase, or marriage as regards the sexual act, it is this, and (I believe) this alone, which legitimizes our proceeding and makes it an instance of punishment at all, instead of an instance of tyranny–or, perhaps, of war. 

(2) I agree about criminal children [see Morris and Buckle, p. 234]. There has been progress in this matter. Very primitive societies will ‘try’ and ‘punish’ an axe or a spear in cases of unintentional homicide. Somewhere (I think, in the Empire) during the later Middle Ages a pig was solemnly tried for murder. Till quite recently, we may (I don’t know) have tried children as if they had adult responsibility. These things have rightly been abolished. 

But the whole question is whether you want the process to be carried further: whether you want us all to be simultaneously deprived of the protection and released from the responsibilities of adult citizenship and reduced to the level of the child, the pig and the axe. I don’t want this because I don’t think there are in fact any people who stand to the rest of us as adult to child, man to beast or animate to inanimate. 10 I think the laws which laid down a ‘desertless’ theory of punishment would in reality be made and administered by people just like the rest of us. 

But the real disagreement is this. Drs Morris and Buckle, fully alive to dangers of the sort I dread and reprobating them no less than I, believe that we have a safeguard. It lies in the Courts, in their incorruptible judges, their excellent techniques and ‘the controls of natural justice which the law has built up’ [p. 233]. Yes; if the whole tradition of natural justice which the law has for so long incorporated, will survive the completion of that change in our attitude to punishment which we are now discussing. But that for me is precisely the question. Our Courts, I agree, ‘have traditionally represented the common man and the common man’s view of morality’ [p. 233]. It is true that we must extend the term ‘common man’ to cover Locke, Grotius, Hooker, Poynet, Aquinas, Justinian, the Stoics and Aristotle, but I have no objection to that; in one most important, and to me glorious, sense they were all common men. 11 But that whole tradition is tied up with ideas of free will, responsibility, rights and the law of nature. Can it survive in Courts whose penal practice daily subordinates ‘desert’ to therapy and the protection of society? Can the Law assume one philosophy in practice and continue to enjoy the safeguards of a different philosophy? 


I write as the son of one lawyer and the life-long friend of another, to two criminologists one of whom is a lawyer. I believe an approximation between their view and mine is not to be despaired of, for we have the same ends at heart. I wish society to be protected and I should be very glad if all punishments were also cures. All I plead for is the prior condition of ill-desert; loss of liberty justified on retributive grounds before we begin considering the other factors. After that, as you please. Till that, there is really no question of ‘punishment’. We are not such poltroons that we want to be protected unconditionally, though when a man has deserved punishment we shall very properly look to our protection in devising it. We are not such busybodies that we want to improve all our neighbours by force; but when one of our neighbours has justly forfeited his right not to be interfered with, we shall charitably try to make his punishment improve him. But we will not presume to teach him (who, after all, are we?) till he has merited that we should ‘larn him’. Will Dr Morris and Dr Buckle come so far to meet me as that? On their decision and on that of others in similar important offices, depends, I believe, the continued dignity and beneficence of that great discipline the Law, but also much more. For, if I am not deceived, we are all at this moment helping to decide whether humanity shall retain all that has hitherto made humanity worth preserving, or whether we must slide down into the sub-humanity imagined by Mr Aldous Huxley and George Orwell and partially realized in Hitler’s Germany. For the extermination of the Jews really would have been ‘useful’ if the racial theories had been correct; there is no foretelling what may come to seem, or even to be, ‘useful’, and ‘necessity’ was always ‘the tyrant’s plea’.

Wednesday 23 October 2019

Yes, Sir. No, Sir. A Fool, Sir, Yes, Sir, But Not a Rat, Sir.













“Leo McKern, who was a very good friend of mine and a very fine actor I think, came in on short notice to do it, and it was mainly a two hander. 

The brainwashing thing, he was trying to brainwash me and in the end No. 6 turns the tables. 

And the dialogue was very peculiar because all it consisted of was mainly "Six, Six, Six," and five pages of that at one time. 

And Leo, one lunchtime, went up to his dressing room and I went to see the rushes and I knew he was tired. 

I went up to the dressing room to tell him how good I thought he'd been in the rushes. 




And he was curled up in the foetus position on his couch there, and he says, "Go away! Go away you bastard! I don't want to see you again."

 I said, "What are you talking about?" 

He says, "I've just ordered two doctors," he says, "and they're coming over as soon as they can." 
He says, "Go away." 

And he had! He'd ordered two doctors and they come over that afternoon and he didn't work for 3 days. 

He's gone! He'd cracked, which was very interesting. 

He'd truly cracked.”



"All The World's a Stage, and all the men and women merely players.

They have their exits and their entrances.

And one man in his time plays many parts...

His acts being Seven Ages."





(Piercing whine)

William Shakespeare.

He summed it all up... so they say.

"At first the infant, mewling and puking in the nurse's arms."

Be still!

Even as a child, there's something in your brain that's a puzzlement.

I intend to discover it.

A - Find missing link.

When I have found it, I will refine it and YOU will play our game.

B - Put it together.

If I fail, then...

I'm your father.

Do I say anything that makes you want to hate me?

We're going for a walk, aren't we?

Into the park, isn't it?

I always speak well of your mother,  don't I?

(Sounds of playground)

Seesaw Margery Daw
Jacky shall have a new master
Seesaw.
Margery Daw.

Jacky... Shall have...

- ...a new master.
- A new master.

- Master.
- Jacky.

- Master! Master!
- Jacky! Jacky!

- Master! Master!
- Mother! Father!

Brother.

Friends.

Brother... Brother... Brother?

- Friends.
- Friends...

- Push.
- Friends.

Friends... Push.

- Push.
- School.

- School.
- School.

Creeping... like snails...

(Dance music)

Unwillingly... to school...

School... School...

School... School... School...

Report to my study in the morning break.

(Plays organ)

(Knock on door)

Come in!

Take off your hat in my presence.


Sorry, sir.

You were talking in class.
-

No, sir.

- You refuse to admit it.
- I wasn't.

- You know who was?
- Yes, sir.

Who was it?

It's nine days since the incident,
you've been here every morning

and still refuse to co-operate.

Today is your last chance!

- It wasn't you?
- No.

- You know who it was?
- Yes.

Who was it?

- That is cowardice!
- That's honour.

- We don't discuss that.
- You should teach it.

- You're a fool!
- Yes, sir. Not a rat.

- Rat?
- Rat.

- I'M A RAT?
- No, sir. I'm a fool, not a rat.

- Society...
- Yes, sir?

Society is a place
where people exist together.

- Yes, sir.
- That is civilisation.

The lone wolf belongs
to the wilderness.

- Yes, sir.
- You must not be a lone wolf!

- No, sir.
- You must conform!

- Yes, sir.
- It is my duty to see that you do!

Yes, sir.

You will take six.

- Six?
- Of the best.

- I'm not guilty, sir.
- 1 0!

- 1 2.
- What?

1 2, sir... so that I can remember.

(Fanfare)

And so we come to another
graduation day.

A joyous moment for any boy.
Especially for our prize pupil.

As we launch him
into the rapids of adulthood,

we look back at the ups and downs
of his childhood,

and view with some satisfaction

the fine specimen
you see before you now.

- Have you anything to say?
- Nothing, sir.

Nothing? Nothing at all?

Thank you for everything, sir.

Congratulations, my boy!

You will do well.
We are proud of you.

Proud that you have learnt to manage
your rebellious spirit

and that your obedience is absolute.

- Why did you resign?
- What's that, sir?

Oh, come along, boy!

Why did you resign?

From what, sir?

Now, my boy, you know perfectly well
what I'm talking about.

- Why did you resign?
- I can't tell you.

- Was it secret...
- Secret, sir?

- And confidential?
- No, sir.

- Top secret?
- No, sir.

- Top secret!
- State secret.

- Yes!
- State secret, sir.

TOP, STATE SECRET!
WHY, WHY, WHY DID YOU RESIGN?

NOOO! NOOO!

All right, boy. Leave school, boy.

Just tell me... No more school.

- TELL ME, WHY DID YOU RESIGN?
- NO!

(Number Six) STATE... STATE...

STATE... CONFIDENTIAL... SECRET!

I'm beginning to like him.

(Number Two)
A, B, C, D, E... Say them.

One, two, three, four, five.

- (Number Two) Six, six, six...
- (Number Six) Five, five, five...

- Six! Six!
- Five! Five!

- Six of one... six of one...
- Five... five... five...

- Six of one, six of one...
- Five, five, five...

Six of one,
half a dozen of the other!

- Pop goes the weasel.
- Pop!

- Pop... pop
- Pop... pop, pop.

- Pop, pop!
- Pop, pop!

- Pop protect!
- Protect?

Protect pop. Pop protect!

(Number Two) Protect other people.
People's own protection.

- Protect other pop...
- Protect other people! Why? Why?

- WHY? WHY? WHY?
- POP! POP! POP!

- Why? WHY?
- Pop, Pop, pop goes the weasel.

- Half a pound of tuppenny rice
- WHY? WHY? WHY?

Pop goes the weasel...
Half a pound of pop, pop, pop.

- Why, pop? Why, pop?
- Pop? Pop? Pop?

- WHY?
- Pop...

- Pop.
- Pop.

Not too much swing.
Keep down, keep it short!

Again! Again! Again!

(Crowd noise)

Good boy. Hit me!

- Like this?
- Too much swing, boy.

Swings are for kids, boy.

Hit me with your right, boy. Hit me!

Hook! Hook! Hook! Hook! Hook!

Good! That's it, boy!
Keep your left up or I'll kill you!

I'll kill you, boy. Hit me! Hit me!

(Bell)

Take it easy! You're the champ, boy!
I made you.

You're the champ, boy.
The champ!

Pop...

Pop... Pop...

Pop goes the weasel.

That's it, boy. Tell me, boy.

Tell me, boy,
why... did... you... resign, boy?

Tell me, son.

You're the champ, boy.

The champ!

Tell me! Boy...

Tell me, son,

Why... did... you... resign, boy?

That's my boy! That's my boy!

Touché! Light and easy.
No muscle, just finesse.

Good. Nice and easy.

Good, but you ran. Mustn't run,
young man. Don't hit and run.

Don't treat it as a game, young man.

The champ!

Kill, kill, kill!

Now... KILL!

Afraid to prove you're a man?

Your resignation was
cowardice, wasn't it?

(Yells)

Kill!

You can do it all, boy.
You're a one-man band.

You won't step over the threshold,
because you're scared. Go on, kill.

(Yells)

You missed, boy.

You still can't do it.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry...

Sorry? You're sorry for everybody.

Is that why you resigned?

I like it here. Always use it
for interviews. Nice and quiet.

I'm considerably impressed.

Naturally, I shall have to
discuss with my directors,

but you seem admirably suited.

Just bring matters up to date -
why, exactly, do you want this job?

It's a job?

You have no respect for tradition,
for an established firm of bankers.

- I was good at mathematics.
- So were we all.

I mean I can work. I don't care.

- Why?
- It's the way I'm made.

Oh, excellent!

- Are you ready? Come on, come on.
- Ready for what?

Hurry up! Hurry up! You are
to meet our managing director.

RIGHT AWAY!

(Number Two) It's approved
and passed into the minutes.

- Yes, sir, I'd like a job.
- You have it.

Thank you.

Just a minute!

Close the door.

Come here...

Come here.

Come here...

Just, um... just one slight matter.

Yes?

We've been watching you.

- Have you?
- Yeah, you're just right.

- Right for here?
- Of course.

You don't expect your talents
would be wasted?

- Never.
- Never. No, you're with us.

- Till death do us part.
- Exactly.

- This is a cover.
- Exactly.

For?

Shh... Secret.

Good.

- This IS a cover.
- For secret...

Secret work.

Top secret... confidential job.

Thank you.

(Sound of heavy traffic)

(Police siren)

I'm very good. I'm no angel,
but I'm good at mathematics.

- Two and two?
- Four.

- Congratulations.
- Ask the bank manager.

- The manager?
- He knows I'm good at figures.

- How many dead?
- What?

- You were driving at great speed.
- Yes, but nobody was hurt.

In a restricted zone?

- Well, I had to.
- Had to?

- I have the reason.
- Good, good. Tell me the reason.

I was on a mission,
a matter of life or death.

- Whose life or death?
- I'm not allowed to say.

- Why?
- Secret business.

- State confidential.
- Of the highest order.

- Yes!
- International, state secret...

- Yes, indeed!
- Tell me.

- Can't.
- Can't?

Such... bus... business...

...is above the law.
- Above the law?

- Yes!
- Tell me!

- Never!
- You're guilty...

...of speeding on a public highway,
no excuses.

Ask the manager.

Alternating even numbers... Test.

- Test?
- Alternating even numbers. Go!

- Two, four...
- Two. Two, four...

- Four...
- Six!

Two... two... four...

Six.

Two... Two... four... FIVE!

- Six! SIX!
- FIVE! FIVE!

Two. Four. Six.

Five. That's me.

Two, four, six - that's you.
Six! You are six!

Alternating numbers.
Four, six, eight...

- Guilty.
- Murder on the public highways.

Thinks he knows it all. Too fast.

Why risk the murder of an innocent
human being by speeding?

I'm good at figures.

(Number Two) Don't you like it?

I'll work any hours of the day.

Fine - 20 units.

- I appeal.
- What?

- I appeal.
- Not allowed.

- I can't pay.
- 20 units?

- I can't pay.
- Nothing?

- Units aren't for me.
- You're a member of The Village!

- NO!
- You are a unit...

- NO!
- ...of society.

- Contempt...
- No...

Contempt of court.

I accept the ruling. I killed.

- Six days in jail.
- I was rebelling.

I was rebelling against the figures,
my lord. I was rebelling, my lord...

- Six days. Take him away.
- I appeal, my lord.

Six days!

You're getting the same treatment
as everybody else.

That's why I'm going to appeal.
I appeal against unfair treatment.

Why? Why? Why did I resign?

(Rambles madly)

Why did you resign?

- For peace.
- For peace?

Let me out.

- You resigned for peace?
- Let me out.

You're a fool.

- For peace of mind.
- What?

- Peace of mind!
- Why?

Too many people know too much.

- Never.
- I know too much!

- Tell me.
- I know too much about you.

- You don't.
- I do.

- I know you.
- Who am I?

- You are an enemy.
- I'm on your side.

- Why did you resign?
- You've been told.

- Tell me again.
- I know you!

- You're smart.
- In my mind...

In my mind, YOU're smart!

- Why did you resign?
- You see?

- Why did you resign?
- Know who you are? A fool.

- No, don't...
- Yes! An idiot!

- I'll kill you.
- I'll die.

You're dead.

- Let me out.
- Dead!

Kill me.

- Open it.
- OPEN IT!

OPEN THE DOOR!

Kill...

- Kill! Kill!
- Get up.

Kill me... lying down.

- Get up, you fool.
- Can't.

- In the war, you killed.
- Yeah.

- For fun!
- For peace.

- Do as I say.
- I do as I was told.

(Number Two) Twelve seconds to zero.
Stand by to release. All set?

Set.

- 1 1 , 1 0, 9, 8, 7, 6...
- 1 1 , 1 0, 9, 8, 7...

- Six? Six! Six! Six! Six! Six!
- Five. Five. Five. Five! Five!

Fiiiiiive!

- 3, 2, 1 ...
- 3, 2, 1 ...

Zero... Zero, zero, zero, go, go, go.

Overshot, you fool, wake up!
Turn around! Let them go.

- Stand by.
- Standing by.

Let go... now.

- Bombs gone.
- Good boy. Bull's-eye!

We're hit! Bale out! Bale out!

(Speaks German)

- (Speaks German)
- I do not wish to kill.

(Speaks German)

The aircraft was hit. I had to
BALE OUT over your territory.

If wasn't my fault!
I cannot help baling out!

(Speaks German)

I have to tell you nothing.

- (Speaks German)
- Zero... go!

- How dare you?
- GO! Go, go, go, go!

(Laughs) Zero... zero... go!

I'm a friend. Why did you resign?
I'm a friend.

- Eight, eight... six?
- Why?

- Six?
- Yeah, four.

- No...
- Two? One?

- Zero, go?
- No...

I'm hungry.

What would you like?

Supper.

You knew the only way to beat me
was to gain my respect?

- Correct.
- Then I would confide?

I hoped you'd trust me.

- This is a recognised method?
- Yes.

The patient must trust his doctor.

Sometimes they change places.

Essential in extreme cases.

- Also a risk...
- A grave risk.

...if the doctor has problems.
- I have!

That's why
it's known as Degree Absolute.

- It's you or me.
- Why don't you resign?

(Laughs) You're very good!

You're very good at it!

(Tuts)

(Sad organ)

- Play something cheerful.
- I'd like to know more.

You will, before we're through.

Join me.

- There we are.
- Straight?

1 00%.

No additions?

- My word of honour.
- Cheers.

Mind if I, er... look round?

Not at all! Let me show you round!

This delightful residence
is known as the embryo room.

In it... you can relive...
from the cradle... to the grave.

Seven ages of man -
William Shakespeare.

"Last scene of all,

That ends this
strange eventful history,

Is second childishness
and mere oblivion..."

"Sans eyes, sans teeth,
sans taste, sans everything."

There's no way out
until our time is up.

If we solve our problems,
that will be soon.

Take my word for it.

Naturally, I would.

Let me show you... to the door!

We are protected from intrusion.
No one can interrupt us.

Totally encased in finest steel.

Behold the clock!

FIVE MINUTES!

Set to open on a new phase
of our relationship...

That is, if we're still here.

- Are we likely to move?
- It's possible!

Somewhere nice?

- Built-in bars.
- Also self-contained.

Kitchen, bathroom, air conditioning,
food supplies for six months.

You could go anywhere in it.
It has a waste disposal unit.

- It moves?
- It's detachable.

- What's behind it?
- Steel, steel.

(Laughs madly)

- He thinks you're boss, now!
- I am.

I'm Number Two.
I'm the boss... Open the door.

- Number One is the boss.
- NO!

- Three minutes. You're scared.
- No!

- Take it.
- FOOL! (Kicks door)

Yes, a fool... not a rat.

- YOU're scared!
- Want me to come in?

- Keep out!
- Let you out?

- Stay...
- Want to come out?

- Keep out!
- You're mine.

- STOP HIM!
- Two minutes...

- Stop him!
- Two minutes.

- You're free.
- No, I'm Number Two.

- You are number nothing.
- I'm Number Two!

One minute, thirty-five seconds.

- Why did you resign?
- I didn't accept. Why did you?

You resigned.
You accepted before you resigned!

- I rejected... you!
- Why me?

- You're big.
- Not tall.

- Humpty dumpty...
- All the king's horses...

- All the king's MEN...
- Yes.

...couldn't put Humpty together again.

Who? What?
(Ticking)

One minute to go...

59 seconds...

- 58 seconds.
- I'm big!

57, 56, 55, 54, 53...

- You're for me.
- 52, 51 ...

50, 49, 48,

- Why?
- 47, 46...

- Why resign? Tell me!
- 45, 44...

- Trust me.
- 43, 42, 41 ...

- 40, 39, 38, 37...
- I'll tell.

- Still time!
- 36...

(Ticking)

- 35.
- Still time!

- Not too late!
- For me?

- For me!
- You snivel and grovel.

- I ask.
- You crawl.

- Yes.
- To ask?

Why?

Ask on.

Ask yourself!

- Why? Why?
- 1 5.

Please.

Don't say please.

- I say it!
- Don't.

Please, I plead!

- Nine.
- Too late.

- Eight.
- Seven.

- Six.
- Six...

- Die, six!
- Five... (Fast heartbeat)

- Die. Die!
- Four...

- Die. Die.
- Three...

- Die!
- Two...

- Die!
- One...

- Die! Die!
- The end...

(Heartbeat stops)

Congratulations.

We'll need the body for evidence.

What do you desire?

- Number One.
- I'll take you.

("Twinkle, Twinkle,
Little Star" plays)