| John
Steinbeck Explains It All to You
by John Steinbeck, Grapes of Wrath
"But how can such courage be, and such faith in their
own species? Very few things would teach such faith.
The people in flight from the terror behind--strange
things happen to them, some bitterly cruel and some so
beautiful that the faith is refired forever."
'Prayer never brought
in no side-meat. Takes a shoat to bring in pork.' 'Yeah, an' Almighty
God never raised no wages.
"Our
people are good people; our people are kind people. Pray
God some day kind people won't all be poor. Pray God some day
a kid can eat.
"And the associations of owners knew that some
day the praying would stop.
"And there's the end."
I'm just trying'
to get along without shovin' nobody around."
"The on'y
thing you got to look at is that ever' time they's
a little step fo'ward, she may slip back a little, but she never
slips clear back. You can prove that, an' that makes the whole
thing right. An' that means they wasn't no waste even if it
seemed like they was."
"Tom said, 'Prayer never brought in no side-meat. Takes
a shoat to bring in pork.'
'Yeah,' Casy said. 'An' Almighty God never raised no wages.
These here folks want to live decent and bring up their
kids decent. An' when they're old they wanta set in the door
an' watch the downing sun. An' when they're young they wanta
dance an' sing an' lay together. They wanta eat an' get drunk
and work. An' that's it--they wanta jus' fling their goddman
muscles aroun' and get tired. Christ! What am I talkin' about?'"
"Tom laughed
uneasily. 'Well, maybe like Casy says, a fella ain't
got a soul of his own, but on'y a piece of a big one--an' then--.'
'Then what, Tom?'
'Then it don' matter. Then I'll
be all aroun' in the dark. I'll be ever'where--wherever
you look. Wherever they's a fight so hungry people can eat,
I'll be there. Wherever they's a cop beatin' up a guy, I'll
be there. If Casy knowed, why, I'll be in the way guys yell
when they're mad an' I'll be in the way kids laugh when they're
hungry an' they know supper's ready. An' when our folks eat the
stuff they raise an' live in the houses they build--why, I'll
be there.'" |