As usual, a good serious small boy attached himself to us. It would be interesting to see whether a nation governed by the small boys of Mexico would not be a better, happier nation than those ruled by old men whose prejudices may or may not be conditioned by ulcerous stomachs and perhaps a little drying up of the stream of love.
I love these philosophizing aside by Steinbeck. Too often, I tend to agree with the idea despite it’s ridiculousness. Were we to do away with the old guard and put injure youth to the test, I wonder how long it would take to have them become their predecessors.
