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The New State: Group Organization the Solution of Popular Government

This book delves into the concept of group organization as a potential solution for improving the functioning of democratic governance. It examines the role of collective action in shaping public policy and fostering effective representation of the populace. more

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Mary Parker Follett
Mary Parker Follett

Mary Parker Follett was an outstanding social worker, born on September 3, 1868, and died on December 18, 1933. Known for her innovative social work methods and leadership, she had a profound impact on the development of modern social work. more

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