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This is a most refreshing book, not unlike a dive into cold water followed by a brisk towelling, the which results in a lively sense of invigoration.
Some years ago we had occasion to write with enthusiasm of the work of Ogden and Richards on the Meaning of Meaning, and later the equally stimulating work of Korzybski found a warm reception.
Dr. Chase has followed the same pathway, and with clarity of expression rarely found in modern writing. Like many another less gifted soul he has had his troubles with words, notably those of the philosophers. “The great words went round and round in my head until I became dizzy,” he tells us. A haughty parade of “truth,” “substance,” “infinite,” “absolute,” “oversoul,” “the absolute” and “the eternal,” these priceless abstractions which have been the three meals a day of the philosophers from Aristotle to Hartshorne.
But the philosophers have not been the only ones who “not knowing are eager to tell”. The logicians, the economists, the statesmen, the