Time will devour us. The greatest will dim and vanish as those who remembered them are themselves forgotten. But while we have the memory of the truly great still with us, the greater problem is not that we shall forget them, but that we shall tame them, smooth their rough edges, and make them round and comfortable in our heads. In Terre Haute, Indiana, they now have an annual "Debs Day Dinner," honoring unionist Eugene Debs, at which every crooked capitalist politician and corrupt labor leader in Indiana feels obliged to show up (along, I am sure, with many decent and worthy figures).
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