Mr. Shaw, seizing on a phrase of Mr. Chesterton's, to
the effect that the man of science had no philosophy of human happiness, said that the last thing he wanted was to have happiness imposed upon him. He had' tried happiness which had been prepared for him, and he " did not like it." " After all," he said, " you are all. Robots, because you have all had your opinions—if not your happiness—imposed upon you." The only solution was to Robotize the world a little more instead of a little less, to make it, in fact, so highly organized that' everybody would have to do a modicum of disagreeable and necessary work, and then there would be more leisure for people to find happiness in their own way, which was the only way. It was certainly an enter- taining debate, though at the end of it one felt that the fringes of the philosophy of Robotry had been barely ruffled. We should have preferred a discussion on the even wider meaning of the Insect Play, but that play was unfortunately killed by the indifference of London.
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