{"product_id":"2940013695900","title":"Shoot!","description":"I study people in their most ordinary occupations, to see if I can\u003cbr\u003esucceed in discovering in others what I feel that I myself lack in\u003cbr\u003eeverything that I do: the certainty that they understand what they are\u003cbr\u003edoing.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAt first sight it does indeed seem as though many of them had this\u003cbr\u003ecertainty, from the way in which they look at and greet one another,\u003cbr\u003ehurrying to and fro in pursuit of their business or their pleasure.\u003cbr\u003eBut afterwards, if I stop and gaze for a moment in their eyes with my\u003cbr\u003eown intent and silent eyes, at once they begin to take offence. Some\u003cbr\u003eof them, in fact, are so disturbed and perplexed that I have only to\u003cbr\u003ekeep on gazing at them for a little longer, for them to insult or\u003cbr\u003eassault me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNo, go your ways in peace. This is enough for me: to know, gentlemen,\u003cbr\u003ethat there is nothing clear or certain to you either, not even the\u003cbr\u003elittle that is determined for you from time to time by the absolutely\u003cbr\u003efamiliar conditions in which you are living. There is a _something\u003cbr\u003emore_ in everything. You do not wish or do not know how to see it. But\u003cbr\u003ethe moment this something more gleams in the eyes of an idle person\u003cbr\u003elike myself, who has set himself to observe you, why, you become\u003cbr\u003epuzzled, disturbed or irritated.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI too am acquainted with the external, that is to say the mechanical\u003cbr\u003eframework of the life which keeps us clamorously and dizzily occupied\u003cbr\u003eand gives us no rest. To-day, such-and-such; this and that to be done\u003cbr\u003ehurrying to one place, watch in hand, so as to be in time at another.\u003cbr\u003e\"No, my dear fellow, thank you: I can't!\" \"No, really?  Lucky fellow!\u003cbr\u003eI must be off....\" At eleven, luncheon. The paper, the house, the\u003cbr\u003eoffice, school. ... \"A fine day, worse luck! But business....\"\u003cbr\u003e\"What's this? Ah, a funeral.\" We lift our hats as we pass to the man\u003cbr\u003ewho has made his escape. The shop, the works, the law courts....\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNo one has the time or the capacity to stop for a moment to consider\u003cbr\u003ewhether what he sees other people do, what he does himself, is really\u003cbr\u003ethe right thing, the thing that can give him that absolute certainty,\u003cbr\u003ein which alone a man can find rest. The rest that is given us after\u003cbr\u003eall the clamour and dizziness is burdened with such a load of\u003cbr\u003eweariness, so stunned and deafened, that it is no longer possible for\u003cbr\u003eus to snatch a moment for thought. With one hand we hold our heads,\u003cbr\u003ethe other we wave in a drunken sweep.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Let us have a little amusement!\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYes. More wearying and complicated than our work do we find the\u003cbr\u003eamusements that are offered us; since from our rest we derive nothing\u003cbr\u003ebut an increase of weariness.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI look at the women in the street, note how they are dressed, how they\u003cbr\u003ewalk, the hats they wear on their heads; at the men, and the airs they\u003cbr\u003ehave or give themselves; I listen to their talk, their plans; and at\u003cbr\u003etimes it seems to me so impossible to believe in the reality of all\u003cbr\u003ethat I see and hear, that being incapable, on the other hand, of\u003cbr\u003ebelieving that they are all doing it as a joke, I ask myself whether\u003cbr\u003ereally all this clamorous and dizzy machinery of life, which from day\u003cbr\u003eto day seems to become more complicated and to move with greater\u003cbr\u003espeed, has not reduced the human race to such a condition of insanity\u003cbr\u003ethat presently we must break out in fury and overthrow and destroy\u003cbr\u003eeverything. It would, perhaps, all things considered, be so much to\u003cbr\u003ethe good. In one respect only, though: to make a clean sweep and start\u003cbr\u003eafresh.","brand":"WDS Publishing","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47145772581104,"sku":"2940013695900","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940013695900_p0.jpg?v=1763584504","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940013695900","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}