There is nothing so obnoxious to one interested in music as a discord. There is nothing so devastating in its effects, in business—the Navy in particular—as lack of co-operation and co-ordination. A discord in music is merely unaesthetic and harsh to the ear. A discord in human relationship is analagous to a chain with one weak link; the whole structure may collapse under the slightest strain.
Harmony seems to include co-operation and co-ordination and to carry with it a smoothness of meaning surpassing both. Indeed, a harmonious organization means but one thing—efficiency.
“The moral is to the physical as three to one,” according to Napoleon, but to the Navy it reaches even higher proportions. The confined life on board ship—the large number of men bound together by bulwarks of steel, and isolated by an abysmal expanse of sea, requires, by the very nature of this physical integrity, an understanding and moral unity that compels the assistance of the imagination. There are no strikes in the Navy, but the destructive effect of a low morale has more insiduous and far reaching consequences than a strike of the greatest proportions in civil concerns.