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191 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1921
his hot and unquenchable rage for liberty. He regards himself, indeed, as the chief exponent of liberty in the whole world, and all its other advocates as no more than his followers, half timorous and half envious. To question his ardour is to insult him as grievously as if one questioned the honour of the republic or the chastity of his wife.
a passion to lift himself by at least a step or two in the society that he is a part of—a passion to improve his position, to break down some shadowy barrier of caste, to achieve the countenance of what, for all his talk of equality, he recognizes and accepts as his betters. The American is a pusher. His eyes are ever fixed upon some round of the ladder that is just beyond his reach, and all his secret ambitions, all his extraordinary energies, group themselves about the yearning to grasp it. Here we have an explanation of the curious restlessness that educated foreigners, as opposed to mere immigrants, always make a note of in the country; it is half aspiration and half impatience, with overtones of dread and timorousness. The American is violently eager to get on, and thoroughly convinced that his merits entitle him to try and to succeed, but by the same token he is sickeningly fearful of slipping back, and out of the second fact, as we shall see, spring some of his most characteristic traits. He is a man vexed, at one and the same time, by delusions of grandeur and an inferiority complex; he is both egotistical and subservient, assertive and politic, blatant and shy.
21. That it is dangerous to drink out of a garden hose, since if one does one is likely to swallow a snake.
27. That all great men have illegible signatures.
80. That a policeman can eat gratis as much fruit and as many peanuts off the street-corner stands as he wants.
135. That blondes are flightier than brunettes.
180. That children were much better behaved twenty years ago than they are today.
Ask the average American what is the salient passion in his emotional armamentarium — what is the idea that lies at the bottom of all his other ideas — and it is very probable that, nine times out of ten, he will nominate his hot and unquenchable rage for liberty. He regards himself, indeed, as the chief exponent of liberty in the whole world, and all its other advocates as no more than his followers, half timorous and half envious. To question his ardour is to insult him as grievously as if one questioned the honour of the republic or the chastity of his wife. And yet it must be plain to any dispassionate observer that this ardour, in the course of a century and a half, has lost a large part of its old burning reality and descended to the estate of a mere phosphorescent superstition.
He is forever talking of his rights as if he stood ready to defend them with his last drop of blood, and forever yielding them up at the first demand.There is much witty stuff of this sort, sticking barbs into middle-class liberal and puritan commonplaces. There is also an interesting discussion of the difference between the moralist and honorable perspectives that I think deserves a place in the canon of ethical philosophy.
That the music of Richard Wagner is all played fortissimo, and by cornets
That Henry James never wrote a short sentence
That the accumulation of great wealth always brings with it great unhappiness
That when cousins marry, their children are born blind, deformed, or imbecile