Harold Maine aka Walker Winslow
I want to see the radio and television turned off for an hour a week, the paper and magazines laid aside, the car locked safely in the garage, the bridge table folded, the liquor bottle corked, and the sedatives kept tightly in their packages. I want to see production and consumption forgotten for this hour. Politics must be forgotten, national and international. The hour that I propose could be called The Hour of Man. During this hour man could ask himself and his neighbor just what purpose they are serving on earth, what life is, what a man or woman can rightly ask of life as well as what they must give in return. If that man is working and struggling for what he really wants, is it worth the price he pays in personal suffering? Neighbors would learn to listen intently to neighbors. In only that way will the eye turn inward. In other people’s souls they could see the undistorted image of their own soul. As they helped others they would help themselves.
*Note: It has taken me a while but I recently learned the Harold Maine was the name used by Walker Winslow, a friend and companion of Henry Miller during his time living in Big Sur, California. An essay on The Hour of Man can be read here.