The Trouble With This Country

Winter Is Not A Season In The North Middlewest; It Is An Industry.

She Did Her Work With The Thoroughness Of A Mind Which Reveres Details And Never Quite Understands Them.

Except For Half A Dozen In Each Town The Citizens Are Proud Of That Achievement Of Ignorance Which Is So Easy To Come By. To Be 'intellectual' Or 'artistic' Or, In Their Own Word, To Be 'highbrow,' Is To Be Priggish And Of Dubious Virtue.

When You Think That Most Of Us Are Doomed By Divine Grace To Roast In Hell, To Say Nothing Of Mortgages And Hail And Bad Crops And Extravagant Womenfolks, 'tain't Any Laughing Matter!

There Are Two Insults Which No Human Being Will Endure: The Assertion That He Hasn't A Sense Of Humor, And The Doubly Impertinent Assertion That He Has Never Known Trouble.