toward Mill’s a century later. He felt that growth should not be a gratuitous deux ex machina arriving at its own whim. How could Mother Nature say “Shazam” and turn less into more whenever new ideas come along? Didn’t the capital chicken have to grow before the output egg? Didn’t we have to tighten belt

s against the “Nazis” and “Japs” and I wanted to help in the effort. I decided that if Billy Batson could turn into Captain Marvel by simply shouting Shazam, so could I. And so, after making a cape out of a red towel and tying it around my neck, I jumped out of the window yelling Shazam. Fortunately, I li