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Amerithrax — Part 27
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Washington -@. From: Washington viel
279A-WF-222936, 07/18/2005
statesmen and soft-hearted authors - and see once what
a fine mess of hell they haf [sic] made of the world!
Maybe now it is time for the scientist, who works and
searches and never goes around howling how he loves
everybody!
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There may have been in the shadowy heart of Max
Gottlieb a diabolic insensibility to divine pity, to
suffering humankind; there may have been mere
resentment of the doctors who considered his science of
value only as it was handy to advertising their
business of healing; there may have been the obscure
and passionate and unscrupulous demand of genius for
privacy. Certainly he who had lived to study the
methods of immunizing mankind against disease had
little interest in actually using these methods. He
was like a fabulous painter, so contemptuous of popular
taste that after a lifetime of creation he should
destroy everything he has done, lest it be marred and
mocked by the dull eyes of the crowd.
Page 354
Be sure you do not let anything, not even your own good
kind heart, spoil your experiment at St. Hubert. I do
not make funnies about humanitarianism as I used to;
sometimes now I t'ink [sic] the vulgar and contentious
human race may yet have as much grace and good taste as
the cats. But if this it to be, there must be
knowledge. So many men, Martin, are kind and
neighborly; so few have added to knowledge. You have
the chance! You may be the man who ends all plague,
and maybe old Max Gottlieb will have helped, too, hein
[sic], maybe? You must not be just a good doctor at
St. Hubert. You must pity, oh, so much the generation
after generation yet to come that you can refuse to let
yourself indulge in pity for the men you will see
dying. Dying...It will be peace. Let nothing, neither
beautiful pity nor fear of your own death, keep you
from making this plague experiment complete.
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He had seen the suffering of the plague and he had
(though he still resisted) been tempted to forget
experimentation, to give up the possible saving of
millions for the immediate saving of thousands.
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