Now, look here,
if you were really superior,
really superior,
you’d have money, and you know it!
Well, what abaht it?
What about it?
what about it?
why isn’t it obvious?
Here you are, with no money,
and here am I, paying income tax and god-knows-what
taxes
just to support you and find you money,
and you stand there and expect me to treat you like an
equal! —
Whereas, let me tell you, if you were
my equal
you’d have money, you’d have it, enough to support your
self, anyhow —
And there you stand with nothing, and
expect me to hand
it you out
as if it were your dues, and I didn’t count at all
—
All right, guv’nor! What abaht it?
Do you mean to say what about it?
My God, it takes some beating!
If you were a man, and up to my mark,
you’d have money
— can’t you see it?
You’re my inferior, that’s what you are, you’re my
inferior.
And do you think it’s my business to be handing
out
money to a lot of inferior
swipe?
Eh? Answer me that!
Right ch’ are, boss! An’ what abaht
it?
Finding Your Level
Down, down,
down!
There must be a nadir somewhere
of superiority.
Down, and still
the superior persons, though somewhat inferior,
are still superior.
They are still superior, so there must be something they
are
superior to.
There must be a bed-rock somewhere, of people who are not
superior,
one must come down to terra firma
somewhere!
Or must one simply say:
All my inferiors are very
superior.
There has been great progress
in superiority.
Fortunately though, some superior persons are still
superior
to the quite superior persons who are not so superior as they
are.
May I ask if you are really
superior
or if you only look it so wonderfully?
Because we English do appreciate a
real gentleman, or a real lady;
but appearances are deceptive nowadays,
aren’t they?
And if you only look so
distinguished and superior
when really you are slightly inferior,
like a shop-lady or a lady-secretary,
you mustn’t expect, my dear, to get away with it.
There’s a list kept of the truly superior
and if you’re not on the list, why there you are, my
dear,
you’re off it.
There are great numbers of quite superior persons who
are not on
the list,
poor things - but we can’t help that, can we!
We must draw a line somewhere
or we should never know when we were crossing the
equator.
What is man, that thou art mindful of
him,
or the son of man, that thou pitiest him?
for thou hast made him a little lower than the angels
who are very
superior people,
Oh very!