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What’s Wrong with the World · Chapter

II: The Tribal Terror explained

Chesterton critiques the modern obsession with heredity as a pseudo-scientific, barbaric notion that reduces human birth to mere mechanical combination.

What happens

Chesterton critiques the modern obsession with heredity as a pseudo-scientific, barbaric notion that reduces human birth to mere mechanical combination. He argues that true science would recognize each birth as a unique, miraculous event, and that the hereditary idea, like tribal superstitions, is used timidly in practice and never for genuine prediction or legislation.

Themes in this chapter

  • The Medical Fallacy in Sociology

    Chesterton attacks the application of hereditary determinism to human society, calling it a barbaric and unscientific notion that ignores the miraculous uniqueness of each birth.

  • Tradition vs. Progress

    He contrasts the ancient, tribal superstition of heredity with the Christian ideal of civilized freedom, suggesting that modern 'progress' is actually a return to savagery.

Characters to notice

  • Mr. Blatchford

    Cited for his simplistic analogy of heredity as mixing blue and yellow beads, which Chesterton ridicules as ignoring the organic mystery of birth.

  • Zola

    Mentioned for his novel 'The Human Beast' as an example of the barbaric, superstitious treatment of heredity in modern literature.

  • The English

    Implied as the audience for popular science and the subject of the creeping return to savagery through realism and problem plays.

Key passages

  • Every birth is as lonely as a miracle. Every child is as uninvited as a monstrosity.

    Each human birth is a unique, unpredictable event that cannot be reduced to simple hereditary formulas.

    Chesterton emphasizes the mystery and individuality of each new life, rejecting mechanistic views of heredity.

  • The curse of Rougon-Macquart is as heathen and superstitious as the curse of Ravenswood; only not so well written.

    Zola's hereditary saga is no more scientific than a Gothic novel's family curse, and is inferior in literary quality.

    He dismisses naturalist determinism as a modern superstition, no better than old legends.