'You haven't heard tell up here of Minute Men,' Simon answered slowly. 'Well, then I'll tell you. You can reason with God, maybe, but don't try any such foolishness with those fellers. They know they don't speak for the people, but they know how to make power talk. They figure that, in the end, it's the same thing. They figure that--give them twenty-five years--you won't know the difference. Shall we reason with tricksters and cutthroats who are afraid to trust the free ballot to Georgia men?' 'You've got no call saying' that! Guthrie cried out. 'I've supped and had bread with some of them mighty fine men.' Simon was silent for a moment. Then he looked deeply at Guthrie and beyond him at the gallused the homespun, the hatted, the barefoot, who waited and spat and studied their minds. 'The day comes,' he said, 'when mighty fine men must be measured by only one yardstick: Which do they set first--their own interests, or the free will of the people?'Id. at 423-424..
First, this blog replaces my previous blog, thecosmoplitanlawyerblogspot.com . Second, unlike that earlier blog, the present one is primarily meant as a record of my readings. It is not meant to suggest that others will be or should be interested in what I read. And third, in a sense, it is a public diary of one who is an alien in his own American culture. A person who feels at home just about anywhere, except in his birthplace . . . America.
Saturday, February 24, 2018
FOR WHAT DO THE MIGHTY FINE PEOPLE STAND? THEIR OWN INTEREST? OR THOSE OF FREE PEOPLE?
Henrietta Buckmaster, Deep River (New York: Book Find Club, 1944):