Excepting possibly the last-mentioned group, the priests of all these cults, the singers, shouters, prayers and exhorters of Bootstrap-lifting have as their distinguishing characteristic that they do very little lifting at their own bootstraps, and less at any other man’s.  Now and then you may see one bend and give a delicate tug, of a purely symbolical character:  as when the Supreme Pontiff of the Roman Bootstrap-lifters comes once a year to wash the feet of the poor; or when the Sunday-school Superintendent of the Baptist Bootstrap-lifters shakes the hand of one of his Colorado mine-slaves.  But for the most part the priests and preachers of Bootstrap-lifting walk haughtily erect, many of them being so swollen with prosperity that they could not reach their bootstraps if they wanted to.  Their role in life is to exhort other men to more vigorous efforts at self-elevation, that the agents of the Wholesale Pickpockets’ Association may ply their immemorial role with less chance of interference.

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The reader, offended by this raillery, asks if I mean to impugn the sincerity of all who preach the supremacy of the soul.  No; I admit the honesty of the heroes and madmen of history.  All I ask of the preacher is that he shall make an effort to practice his doctrine.  Let him be tormented like Don Quixote; let him go mad like Nietzsche; let him stand upon a pillar and be devoured by worms like Simeon Stylites—­on these terms I grant to any dreamer the right to hold himself above economic science.

Man is an evasive beast, given to cultivating strange notions about himself.  He is humiliated by his simian ancestry, and tries to deny his animal nature, to persuade himself that he is not limited by its weaknesses nor concerned in its fate.  And this impulse may be harmless, when it is genuine.  But what are we to say when we see the formulas of heroic self-deception made use of by unheroic self-indulgence?  What are we to say when we see asceticism preached to the poor by fat and comfortable retainers of the rich?  What are we to say when we see idealism become hypocrisy, and the moral and spiritual heritage of mankind twisted to the knavish purposes of class-cruelty and greed?  What I say is—­Bootstrap-lifting!

It is the fate of many abstract words to be used in two senses, one good and the other bad.  Morality means the will to righteousness, or it means Anthony Comstock; democracy means the rule of the people, or it means Tammany Hall.  And so it is with the word “Religion”.  In its true sense Religion is the most fundamental of the soul’s impulses, the impassioned love of life, the feeling of its preciousness, the desire to foster and further it.  In that sense every thinking man must be religious; in that sense Religion is a perpetually self-renewing force, the very nature of our being.  In that sense I have no thought of assailing it, I would make clear that I hold it beyond assailment.