The wit and wisdom of Friedrich Engels
Sometimes I spend my lunch break reading books online at a site called Project Gutenberg. Everything is out of copyright, but this doesn't bother me; there's plenty of classic stuff for liberal arts majors to pore over.
Recently I began reading Engels' The Condition of the Working Class in England in 1844. For those who tend to lump Engels and his buddy Marx together, spending an hour or two reading Engels illuminates how different they were.
This doesn't mean that they don't have their own strange little prejudices. Although Engels first appears to feel all proletariat are treated equally unfairly, he has this to say about my ancestors:
True, the Irish character, which under some circumstances, is comfortable only in the dirt, has some share in this; but as we find thousands of Irish in every great city in England and Scotland, and as every poor population must gradually sink into the same uncleanliness, the wretchedness of Dublin is nothing specific, nothing peculiar to Dublin, but something common to all great towns.
Comfortable only in the dirt? One could take this as a mild insult I suppose, although I prefer to think of it as describing bogtrotters as a race that prefers to live off the grid. Futuristic thinking bunch, we are.
While I'm not off the grid yet, I'm giving it some serious thought. One needs to wean themselves off of modern addictions gradually, so I'm going to break AT&T's heart next week and have them switch off my television and home phone.