Economics and Modern Psycholoy: I

One August day three years and a half ago, so the story went, the captain of a German lake-steamer on Lake Nyassa leaned out of the cabin window and cursed excitedly at a British improvised gun? boat whose third shot had knocked a piece out of the pier along? side: "You-fool, vot you think you do? Next time you shoot you hit de ship!" He had not learned that there was a war, and that he was being fought with. As the tale was told, the absurdity seemed all on the side of the attackers, and the victim appeared as one sane man in a world gone mad. But that is perhaps the same as one madman in a world of normals. The war has