Eric's Monologue

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Eric’s Monologue

It was my fault, Sheila. I wasn’t responsible at the time. Not responsible enough to realize how I was having an effect on her life. Eva Smith’s life. Only now do we realize how hard it must have been for her; how it must have felt. Struggling with the whole world seeming to be fighting against you. From the ‘lower class’ perspective it must look so unfair.

Alone, but in a community. At the time I was just a drunk young man in a bar drinking with two or three chaps. I began to talk to her; she was drunk too you see. She didn’t move away. But later I was in such a state that I threatened to make a row if she didn’t let me into her lodgings. I can’t believe I dared to act like that. But if people want to change they’ll have to believe. Father and mother just don’t understand, no one does, and they won’t change. No one will. We will have to help to make the next generation better.

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Father and mother...they just don’t understand. They will ever change. Would you go to father for help? The point is, the younger generation has the power to change. We can change our generation and the next. The lower class don’t have a say in change, but we all do...all because we’re the ‘rich’ and ‘powerful’. What difference does it really make? Why can’t they have a say in how things are run? They feel powerless. This is why we have to help them...speak out. Only now we understand, it’s just cruel! Why should they feel...alone? Why let them feel helpless? ...

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