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1. John in Cincinnati

   Monday 24 March 2008 at 1:18

   I don’t know if H.L. Mencken’s fit here is obvious, but nevertheless:

   “Speaking for myself, I don’t recall a single day in my life when I was contented with my lot, though as human destiny runs, it has been a not unfortunate one.  Worse, I have got to a point, in my old age, that I can’t imagine any concrete amelioration: experience has taught me that what I want today will only upset me if I get it tomorrow.  But to give us hope is surely not the same as to embrace despair.  The show remains engrossing, though it is no longer exhilarating.  The horror of week after next will at least be a new one.  It may be any one of ten dozen: I find myself vaguely eager to know which it is to be.  Thus I advise against suicide.  Life may not be exactly pleasant, but it is at least not dull.  Heave yourself into Hell today, and you may miss, tomorrow or next day, another Scopes trial, or another War to End War, or perchance a rich and buxom widow with all her first husband’s clothes.  There are always more Hardings hatching.  I advocate hanging on as long as possible.”  (1929)

2. Eamonn

   Monday 24 March 2008 at 3:14

   Will, you big girl’s blouse for turning off the comments on “Catholic Brown scum”

3. hakmao

   Monday 24 March 2008 at 13:29

   More likely run out of patience with idiots…