tell the world about it. But I never found one yet that wasn’t controlled by financiers.
 A big university—univehsity—they call it—down east, accepted an offer to put a certain man in as head of the physics department on condition that several million dollars were donated. But I’ll swear that he knows nothing about basic physics.
 He is a mathematician, that’s all. He is a juggler of figures. He says that figures won’t lie, but my grandfather used to say that liars will figure.
 You want to watch these popolops who give you an eye, ear and throat full of mathematical conglomerations. They think you are dumb. You also want to watch those fellows who use grandiloquent exaggerations. Whenever they don’t know what they are talking about and feel a bit daffy they rattle off a lot of polysyllables. You can’t understand them but you let them think you can. In that way they learn that you know less than they do.
 When I was a young man I studied the dictionary and learned how to gargle subconsciously at any angle every word in it. Then I found that nobody could understand me, not even myself. That is the way they mystify one another in colleges. But they call it a university education, which of course, is very pretty.
 If you want to see what a college fellow has learned, take him around in front of a financier and watch how graceful he tips his hat. You have seen street piano players tip their hats for nickels, haven’t you? Well, these college inmates tip their hats for nothing. They call that part of their education. Besides that they say they have learned hypothesis, hypnosis and hypotyposis, but all the financiers let them learn intrinsically is gee, haw and get-up.
 I wrote to every college president in the United States in 1908, telling them that I would coach a class in aeronautics free of charge; that I would send them drawings, and I would teach them how to build airplanes without cost for instructions. What did they say? Why, they just brayed and snorted. Their professors uproariously haw-haw-hawed. They said, “He must be a perpetual motion crank to make such a statement.” One old college president who could see further backward than the others, wrote, “If we catch any balloonatics around this institution, we’ll put them where they will be well guarded.”
 What did college presidents say when electric lights were first promised them? Haw-hawed, didn’t they? What did they do for the telephone? Haw-hawed. What did they do for the automobile? Haw-hawed. What did they do for aircraft? Haw-hawed. What did they do for anything that was an eyelash ahead of their noses? Haw-hawed. And they always will haw-haw until they get away from the bad influence of their financial masters.
 Now, the financiers have the American People tied up for an interest-bearing indebtedness of three hundred billion dollars upon which you pay them Twenty Billions of