| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from War and the Future by H. G. Wells: and business organisers is manifest to assure the worker of a
change of heart and a will to change method. Labour is
suspicious, not foolishly but wisely suspicious. But labour is
considering it.
"National industrial syndication," say the business organisers.
"Guild socialism," say the workers.
There is also a considerable amount of talking and writing about
"profit-sharing" and about giving the workers a share in the
business direction. Neither of these ideas appeals to the
shrewder heads among the workers. So far as direction goes their
disposition is to ask the captain to command the ship. So far as
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Mrs. Warren's Profession by George Bernard Shaw: rehearsed under great difficulties. Christmas pieces and plays
for the new year were being produced in all directions; and my
six actor colleagues were busy people, with engagements in these
pieces in addition to their current professional work every
night. On several raw winter days stages for rehearsal were
unattainable even by the most distinguished applicants; and we
shared corridors and saloons with them whilst the stage was given
over to children in training for Boxing night. At last we had to
rehearse at an hour at which no actor or actress has been out of
bed within the memory of man; and we sardonically congratulated
one another every morning on our rosy matutinal looks and the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dark Lady of the Sonnets by George Bernard Shaw: THE MAN. Far from it, Master Warder. I am not the same man two days
together: sometimes Adam, sometimes Benvolio, and anon the Ghost.
THE BEEFEATER. _[recoiling]_ A ghost! Angels and ministers of grace
defend us!
THE MAN. Well said, Master Warder. With your leave I will set that
down in writing; for I have a very poor and unhappy brain for
remembrance. _[He takes out his tablets and writes]._ Methinks this
is a good scene, with you on your lonely watch, and I approaching like
a ghost in the moonlight. Stare not so amazedly at me; but mark what
I say. I keep tryst here to-night with a dark lady. She promised to
bribe the warder. I gave her the wherewithal: four tickets for the
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