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was just long enough after the Great War of 1914-18 for the young people who had been born in 1917 to be ready to go to college … or to another war, almost any old war that might be handy.
In those good days women really had a chance. They were encouraged to send their menfolks, or anybody else's menfolks, off to war.
"Dormouse, would you mind driving on the right-hand side of the road—on curves, anyway?"
private barroom luxurious as that of a motor company's advertising manager at Grosse Point.
Why, where in all history has there ever been a people so ripe for a dictatorship as ours!
"Cure the evils of Democracy by the evils of Fascism! Funny therapeutics. I've heard of their curing syphilis by giving the patient malaria, but I've never heard of their curing malaria by giving the patient syphilis!"
vulgar, almost illiterate, a public liar easily detected, and in his "ideas" almost idiotic,
nothing so elevates a dispossessed farmer or a factory worker on relief as to have some race, any race, on which he can look down;
he should have complete control of legislation and execution, and the Supreme Court be rendered incapable of blocking anything that it might amuse him to do.
confused imprisonment of journalists who offended the government
an invitation to stay at the Willard, at government expense.
Everything would be tranquil in a few months, but meantime there was a Crisis, during which the country must "bear with him."
the castration of the Congress and Supreme Court of the United States—indeed,
now terminated. So were all the older parties, Democratic, Republican, Farmer-Labor, or what not. There was to be only one: The American Corporate State and Patriotic Party—no!
Every man is a king so long as he has someone to look down on.
who have let the demagogues wriggle in, without fierce enough protest.
most boresome, most dull, and foulest disease of having always to be a little dishonest?
He could find no authentic news even in the papers from Boston or New York, in both of which the morning papers had been combined by the government into one sheet, rich in comic strips, in syndicated gossip from Hollywood, and, indeed, lacking only any news.
a female who had brought up eleven children and been midwife to dozens of cows was regarded as too fragile to vote.
was so simple that I thought women voters knew men too well to fall for noble words on the radio!"
the more you really do love children, the more you'll want 'em not to be born, now!"
P. G. Wodehouse with his unscrupulous propaganda against
To make the holiday as good an imitation of mirth as possible, they were very noisy, but their holly, their tinsel stars on a tall pine tree, their family devotion in a serene old house in a little town, was no different at heart from despairing drunkenness in the city night.
angry that Mexico and Canada and South America (obviously his own property, by manifest destiny) should curtly answer his curt diplomatic notes and show no helpfulness about becoming part of his inevitable empire.
government of the profits, by the profits, for the profits.
it took the impertinent idiocy of demanding that they march down into the desert and help steal a friendly country to jab them into awakening and into discovering that, while they had been asleep, they had been kidnaped by a small gang of criminals
