“Where'd he cum from?” the bowman inquired. “That's what we'd like ter know, yer see; where he cum from, and how he happen'd to cum,” responded the steersman. “But he's a jolly good feller, strong as a lion, […] ”

God heard their prayers, wherein they earnestly pressed him for the honor of his great name.

Neofascism is unlike its 1930s predecessor, in that today a global elite of the absurdly wealthy and influential is steering an ideology that wants a shrinking government, falling taxes on high incomes, and authoritarian control over recalcitrants, nonconformists, collective bodies and losers in the market society, including the disabled and young unemployed.

Writers are wordy people. They talk, they blab, they yadder.