Children, Your Excellency, cause war. Because children cry but for one thing - food. You and I may cry for wealth, art, beauty, economic imperialism, national expansion, upholstered furniture, and fine homes. Bur children cry but for one thing - something to eat. And when children have nothing to eat, nations go to war. There are, of course, other psychological causes for war. But the bio-economic situation of humanity can always be summed up at any given moment in the simple formula that when population outruns food supply nature leaps from her lair with her three shining swords of organic destiny, Famine, Pestilence and War, and reaps her own human harvest. Especially do Famine and Pestilence mow down the children - the children at one end in their cradles and the children at the other end in their dotage; while the prime manhood of the nation dies fighting for food upon the battlefield. "But," the laissez-faire-ist exclaims in glee, "this gives natural selection it happy chance to produce strength and genius!" True enough. But what is the use of strength and genius in a world not fit to live in? And yet, unless through "adaptive fecundity," through preferential fecundity we do adapt both the numbers and intelligence of the people to the capacity of the soil to feed them, this heartless, triple-headed Juggernaut of Pestilence, Famine and War must grind on its ruthless way and in time your hungry, diseased, bleeding civilization fighting for food for its children. And the thing we call "Christian" civilization becomes a travesty upon the name. Now, your Excellency may have concluded by this time that you have made a fearful mess of things. This is the spiritual reaction desired. As the biologist sees it, the only hope of escape form this muddle lies in your obeying, with a new spiritual vision of politics, at 10 [end]