Life, 1920-06-03 · page 31 of 52
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This satirical story contrasts two criminals with opposing moral frameworks. A wealthy **profiteer** (a businessman who exploits wartime shortages for illegal profit) is burgled by a working-class **burglar**. When caught, the profiteer lectures the burglar about morality—don't steal, it's wrong. The burglar responds by pointing out the profiteer's own exploitation: he robs the poor through legal business practices while the burglar steals only from those who can afford it. The profiteer even admits controlling "necessities and minor luxuries of civilized life." The satire's point: both are criminals, but one operates within the law while the other doesn't. The profiteer's self-righteous moralizing is exposed as hypocrisy. When offered legitimate employment, the burglar flees—suggesting legal "respectability" under such a system is merely another form of theft. This reflects post-WWI disillusionment with capitalism and class inequality.
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