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I see it as so many people - enormous numbers of people, all different, all very personal, all very individual, all with their hopes and aspirations, sufferings and problems. Moses, I don't think, ever saw it that way. He loves the public, but not as people. The public is just the public. It's a great amorphous mass to him. It needs to be bathed. It needs to be aired. It needs recreation, but not for personal reasons - just to make it a better public.

He's a real republican and his republicanism is based on the fact that you want the people and the public to be able to work. You want them to work and produce and to keep life going. You want them healthy. You don't want a lot of tubercular people lying around. It's a damn nuisance. You don't get ahead with your public life that way. You have to get rid of this dirty tuberculosis, put them out in the sun, tear down the rotten houses, let the air in, so there won't be a tubercular mass down there. “It makes me sick to walk through the place,” he'd say. He didn't have any personal sympathy for the individuals, or he may have had and never showed it. He was just disgusted with this mass of tubercular persons who made up a part of the public.

To a certain extent it is true that he may have been creating a world that he would enjoy. He never had any democratic hi-falutin' illusions either. When he built