Their children--always the young life that it is their instinct to protect.

This instinct is stronger than any ethic they possess.

My father! He lied, he stole, he did all sorts of dishonorable things to put bread into my mouth and into the mouths of my brothers and sisters.

He was a slave to the industrial machine, and it stamped his life out, worked him to death." "But you," I interjected.

"You are surely a free agent." "Not wholly," he replied.