The world is wrong about three things: the man, the woman, and the child. On these three mistakes it rears is sociology, the new temple in which we are all forced to live and worship. Chesterton makes a violent plea for a re-examination of our fundamental mistakes: what is this object called man that we shift so lightheartedly from tenements to housing developments? What do we really know about this woman who has been liberated from her home, to serve in the freer air of somebody elses office? And what of the small object that we pummel so freely with our theories of education?

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