We have to realize that the child’s world is without economic purpose. A child doesn’t understand – happy ignorance – that people are paid to do things. To a child the policeman rules the street for self-important majesty; the furnace man stokes the furnace because he loves the noise of falling coal and the fun of getting dirty; the grocer is held to his counter by the lure of aromatic spices and the joy of giving. And in this very ignorance there is a grain of truth. The child’s economic world may be the one that we are reaching out in vain to find. Here is a path in the wood of economics that some day might be followed to new discovery. Meantime, the children know it well and gather beside it their flowers of beautiful illusion.
Source:Â On the Front Line of Life by Stephen Leacock; in John Robson's Words Worth Noting
Posted: 2025 Nov 15
I got some new hearing aids, and with them a little charger. When I put the hearing aids into their appropriate slots, the charger looks exactly like the pointy-haired (and incompetent) manager in the Dilbert cartoon strip.
Jim T
Jim T – 🙂 Send photos!
There must be a song in there somewhere.
I see faces,
People’s faces,
I see them in so many strange places
And I’m shocked
Everybody else doesn’t see them too.
Hint: the tune is “I feel pretty.”
Tom
Tom – 🙂 I didn’t even need the hint, which means your writing is spot-on.
It’s Lumiere, from Beauty and the Beast! Escaped one magical enchantment only to be turned into a sconce!
Mary – Of course! I knew it looked familiar.
It’s all in the downcast eyelashes. 😀 Coy.
Barbara – 🙂