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As matters were in those days, a good man could not be an official; an active man could not be official; an impatient man could not be an official; an honest man could not be an official; a scholarly man could not be a an official; a too intelligent man could not be an official; a sensitive or conscientious man not be an official; a man with too much courage could not be an official. Officialdom, even the corrupt mandarinate of those times, was not of one pattern, because officialdom drew from too many sources, being like a sea into which were dumped all the children of official families and all who could not make a living otherwise, and there were naturally some who were honest, some who were scholarly, some who were active and some who were conscientious. But, in this big “sea of officialdom”, as we say, there many winds and waves, and some sank and some swam. and only those who had a combination of active spirit and intelligence, plus a touch of ruthlessness, rode on the tides of success. Among the myriads who filled the posts of bureaucracy, a man who was neither too honest, nor too impatient, nor too desirous of getting things done or getting things changed, nor too sensitive or too conscientious and who was backed by good connections, was fairly sure to have a successful career.



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