" If I had never talked to
Lord Northcliffe I should be led to suppose that his mind resembled
Mr. Baruch's. But the British journalist's mental operations are a
model of order and continuity compared to those of the former
American War Industries Chairman. Like the heroes of the ancient
poems Mr. Baruch's mind has the faculty of invisibility. You see it
here; a moment later you see it there, and for the life of you
cannot tell how it got from here to there, a gift of
incalculability which must have been of great service in Wall
Street, but which does not promote understanding nor communication.
And the more Mr. Baruch tries to give you the connecting links
between here and there the worse off you are, both of you.
The ordinary mind is logical and is confined within the three
dimensions of the syllogism. You watch it readily enough shut in
its little cage whose walls are the major premise, the minor
premise, and the conclusion. There is no escape as we say, from the
conclusion. There is no escape anywhere.
But Mr. Baruch's mind escapes easily. It possesses the secret of
some fourth mental dimension, known only to the naive and the
illogical, or perhaps supralogical. He has brilliant intuitions,
hunches, premonitions, the acute perceptions of some two or three
extra senses that have been bred or schooled out of other men.
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