Samuel the Seeker is, to put it bluntly, a pro-socialist (dare I say Communist?) morality play against the evils of Capitalism with a capital C. If this brief description already has you gritting your teeth in ideological rage, then it’s safe to say you aren’t going to enjoy this – or indeed, possibly any – Upton Sinclair novel.

Sinclair’s novel follows the journey of Samuel Prescott, an idealistic young farm boy who strikes out on his own to strike it rich when his father dies shortly after losing all of his savings in a bad stock market investment. What would typically be a rags-to-riches story becomes a rags-to-rags exercise in futility, as Samuel is confronted with every form of social injustice and societal ill that you can imagine. Upton introduces Samuel to the reader as a virtual blank slate with little more than farming and bible verses to inform his world view. Through the novel, Samuel eagerly adopts every world philosophy introduced to him, only to watch every ideology he accepts under the weight of his experiences when taken to their logical conclusion.

In just one example of Samuel’s numerous encounters, a professor who rescues Samuel from being jailed for vagrancy - a situation in itself a source of confusion for the young man – explains to him that the reason that some people are starving the streets while others have more than they could ever need is because of an economic Darwinism in which all people struggle to earn money to support themselves, but that only those who are worthy surviving actually succeed. Samuel easily buys into the logic of the professor’s argument, and being penniless and unable to find work himself, readily consigns himself to his deserved fate of starving to death, and flusters the professor when he asks him to help inform the local poor of their duty to die in order to make room for those more worthy than them.

Samuel is Sinclair’s satirical device in the flesh, much like Voltaire’s Candide, exposing the hypocrisies and fallacies of the world by actually believing in them… Until he stumbles upon a group of local socialists, whom he immediately distrusts until the truths the deliver to him actually play out as promised (although perhaps not as well as Samuel would have liked). This is where those who are natural inclined to disagree with anything of an anti-capitalist nature are apt to cry foul, since ideologies that Sinclair is in favor of are not portrayed as illogical and corrupt as the ones with which he aligns, and perhaps they have a point. Perhaps you can’t separate literature from philosophy when the former is specifically designed to be a vehicle of the later. However, if you are so inclined to look beyond Sinclair’s ultimate message – unless you agree with it, of course, of course – what you’ll find is a thought-provoking and well-executed social/political satire that, like all of the best ones, is still relevant today. ( )