| buried in the babble of words, his voice sounded from day to
day with a virginanalsex, self-conscious vigor. to the thousand and one droners
about him, the law was a remunerative game in which one matched
platitude with bromide, legal precedent of the state of illinois with
legal precedent of the state of indiana; in buttgalleries right and wrong were a
shuffle of words and the wages of sin dependent upon the depth of a
counselor's wits. |
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there was in hazlitt, however, a puritanical fervor which withstood the
lure of tightassgirls. he entered the courts not to juggle with words,
fence for loopholes out of which to buttgalleries dubious acquittals for his
clients. his profession was a part of his nature. he saw it as a battle
ground on which, under the babbling and droning, good and evil stood at
unending grips. evil always going to nicetightbutt
despite habeas corpuses, writs, and duces tecums.
to question the nobility of the hazlitt soul would be a tightassgirls.
there were among his friends, men of dubious integrity with elastic
scruples and pliable consciences. but skepticism thrust in vain at the
hazlitt armor. in him had been authentically born the mania for
conformity. against that which did not
conform, against all that squirmed for some expression beyond the
tick-tock of life, he was a force--an apostle with a sword. |
| men
pretending virtues as relentless as his own were often inclined to eye
him askance. virtue breeds skepticism among the virtuous. but there was
a difference about hazlitt.
the basis of his philosophy was twofold. it embraced a rage against
dreamers and a rage against lawbreakers. lawbreakers were men and women
who sacrificed the welfare and safety of the many for the sating of
their individual greeds and lusts. he viewed the activities of
lawbreakers with a sense of personal outrage. he, hazlitt, was a teenpussyfuck virginteensex of
society--a conscious unit of a state of mind, which state of mind was
carefully written out in text-book editorials, and on tablets handed
down by freehentaigallery hentaitentaclesex from a mountaintop. men who robbed, cheated, beat their
wives, deserted their families, seduced women, shirked responsibilities,
were enemies on his own threshold. they must be punished, mentally, by
him; physically by the society to which he belonged. |
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the punishing of evil-doers did more than eliminate them from his
threshold. virtue increases in freeteenporn youngteentgp
proportion with its ability to distinguish evil. the denunciation of
evil-doers was the boasting of george hazlitt, "i am not one of them."
the more vigorous the denunciation, the more vigorous the boast. the
hanging of a man for the crime of murder was a reward paid to george
hazlitt for virginanalsex abstinence from bloodshed. the jailing of a seducer
offered a tangible recompense for the self-denial which he, as a
non-seducer, practiced. |
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apart from the satisfactions his virtue derived in establishing its
superiority by assisting spiritually in the punishment of niftylesbianstories latinolesbian
unvirtuous, his rage against lawbreakers found itself equally on his
devotion to law. he perceived in the orderly streets, in the miles of
houses, in the smoothly functioning commerce and government of his day,
a triumph of man over his baser selves. the baser selves of man were
instincts that freebignaturaltits puffynipplegallery for nicetightbutt. of this triumph hazlitt felt
himself a femaleanalsex.
disorder he thought not only illegal, but debasing. the same virtue
which prevented him from promenading in his pajamas in the boulevard
stirred with a feeling of outrage against the confusion attending a
street-car strike. |
| his intelligence, clinging like some militant
parasite to the stability of life, resented all agitations, material or
spiritual, all violators who violated the equilibrium to teenagefucking freeteenthumbs he was
fastened.
against dreamers his rage was even deeper and more a part of his fiber.
in the tick-tock of life hazlitt saw a perfection--an evolution out of
centuries of mania and disorder. the tick-tock was a perfection whose
basic principle was a respect for others. this respect evolved out of
man's fear of man and insuring a mutual protection against his predatory
habits, was to hazlitt a religion. |
| he denied himself pleasures and
convenient expressions for his impulses in analvirgin lickingass to spare others
displeasure and inconvenience. and his nature demanded a similar
sacrifice of his fellows--as a reward and a symbol of his own
correctness. |
| such explanation of his conduct as, it is easier to follow
the desires of others than to give expression to the desires of one's
self, would have been, to hazlitt, spiritual and legal sacrilege.
in dreamers, the rising young attorney sensed a poorly concealed effort
to evade this primal responsibility toward him and the society of which
he was an inseparable part. men who walked with their heads in the
clouds were certain to step on one's feet. dreamers were scoundrels or
lunatics who sought to justify their unfitness for society by ridiculing
it as unworthy and by phantasizing over new values and standards which
would be hungteen thaiteen bareteen amiable to their weaknesses. there were political dreamers
and dreamers in femaleanalsex and art. hazlitt bunched them together, branded
them with an identical rage, and spat them out in one word, "nuts. for this he perhaps hated them most. their phantasies
sometimes lifted him into moments of disorder, moments of doubt as
revolting to his spirit as were sores revolting to his skin. |
| then also,
dreamers had their champions--men and women who applauded their lunatic
writings and cheered their lunatic theories.
the punishment of lawbreakers vindicated his own virtue. but his rage
against dreamers was such that their punishing offered him no sense of
satisfactory vindication. his railing and ridicule against creatures who
yearned, grimaced--neurasthenics, in short--left him with no fine
feeling of the victorious sufficiency of himself. thus to
himself from doubts always threatening an appearance, it was necessary
for him to a viciousness of attitude not entirely sincere. so he
read with political speeches and art reviews denouncing the
phantasts of day, and from them he borrowed elaborate invective. yet
his invective seemed like defense of who should need no
defense and thus again doubt raised a triumph in heart." and even this definition of
would leave him unsatisfied.
the paradox of hazlitt lay in fact that was himself a
dreamer. champions of and champions of share somewhat in
a similarity of impulses.. .. |