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Portrait of Upton Sinclair Upton Sinclair Letters to Judd, an American Workingman

I have won my fight, to the extent that I am an independent man, and no one can muzzle me. But how can I be happy in this so-called civilization, where I see on every hand about me war and the preparation for war, poverty and the despair which poverty brings, crime and prostitution, suicide and insanity—such a mass of misery that I cannot face the thought of it, and all those beauties of nature and art which in my youth set me a-thrill from top to toe, now mean hardly anything to me, because of the wrongs I see about me—and all so needless, Judd, so utterly, utterly needless!
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Portrait of Upton Sinclair Upton Sinclair Letters to Judd, an American Workingman

My dear Judd:
The essence of our industrial system is the private ownership of the means of production; with profit for the private owner as the motive power of industry. The capitalist produces the goods we need, and in order to get them we pay him everything above the bare means of keeping us alive and enabling us to raise the next generation. If this system should break down, it is obvious that we must change to some form of social ownership of the means of production
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Portrait of Upton Sinclair Upton Sinclair Letters to Judd, an American Workingman

While you are working, these gentlemen have nothing to do but think; and the subject of their thoughts is one thing and one alone, how can they get away from you the largest possible share of that wealth which you are producing by your labor. They call themselves “great executives,” Judd; and what they execute is the American workingman. They have devised the most subtle and perfect machine of exploitation—that is, for getting you to produce wealth while they consume it—which has ever existed in the history of mankind.
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