It should be noted that there is now no intelligentsia that is not in some sense Left. Perhaps the last right-wing intellectual was T. E. Lawrence. Since about 1930 everyone describable as an “intellectual” has lived in a state of chronic discontent with the existing order.

Certainly, there's no shortage of tree-huggers in magical, mystical Ireland, but mostly they're foreign nationals who stay over West, behaving themselves, doing up cottages, knitting yoghurt and stuff.

Please return the shopping carts to the corral.

The only thing Sister Bauknight omitted from the Saint-Simon saga was the chapter of disintegration dating from the Civil War. Nothing of the burned manor, the pine house standing over its scattered brick, the shrunken acreage, the worn soil, and the social drop from “grandes mesdames” to country wives.