"I am more and more convinced that man is a dangerous creature and that power, whether vested in many or a few, is ever grasping, and like the grave, cries, 'Give, give.'"
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Abigail Adams is doing something more radical than sounding the alarm about bad leaders: she’s indicting the species and the system at once. “Man is a dangerous creature” lands with the chill of lived experience, not theory. Writing from the pressure-cooker of revolution and nation-building, Adams had watched lofty talk about liberty collide with the very human appetite for control. Her line doesn’t flatter the new republic; it tests it.
The quote’s engine is its refusal to pick a comforting villain. Power “vested in many or a few” clears the usual escape hatches: it’s not just kings, not just mobs, not just the other side. The danger is structural. Put authority anywhere and it develops a hunger. That’s why the metaphor works so well. Comparing power to the grave is a masterstroke of Puritan-inflected imagery: an appetite that cannot be satisfied, a force that turns every gift into a down payment. “Give, give” isn’t a policy argument; it’s a diagnosis of compulsion.
The subtext is also gendered and domestic in a way that makes it sharper. Adams, excluded from formal power, was close enough to see its mechanics without being seduced by its prestige. Her suspicion reads like a warning to her husband and his peers: don’t confuse victory over tyranny with immunity from it. Revolutions don’t end the craving; they relocate it. The intent is prophylactic: build restraints, assume backsliding, and treat virtue as insufficient. Power won’t police itself because it doesn’t know the word “enough.”
The quote’s engine is its refusal to pick a comforting villain. Power “vested in many or a few” clears the usual escape hatches: it’s not just kings, not just mobs, not just the other side. The danger is structural. Put authority anywhere and it develops a hunger. That’s why the metaphor works so well. Comparing power to the grave is a masterstroke of Puritan-inflected imagery: an appetite that cannot be satisfied, a force that turns every gift into a down payment. “Give, give” isn’t a policy argument; it’s a diagnosis of compulsion.
The subtext is also gendered and domestic in a way that makes it sharper. Adams, excluded from formal power, was close enough to see its mechanics without being seduced by its prestige. Her suspicion reads like a warning to her husband and his peers: don’t confuse victory over tyranny with immunity from it. Revolutions don’t end the craving; they relocate it. The intent is prophylactic: build restraints, assume backsliding, and treat virtue as insufficient. Power won’t police itself because it doesn’t know the word “enough.”
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