A thousand cunning things they do, To urge me to misanthropize; My heart is filled with endless rue — (It does no good to alkalize).

Purveyors of lost Eden myths write about happiness among pre-industrial people because they assume their readers will find such happiness remarkable. Generally, however, social scientists follow Tolstoy (in his famous declaration at the start of Anna Karenina) in finding happiness uninteresting. With apologies to Bourdieu, my suggestion is that in non-idyllic social science ‘what goes unsad goes without saying’.

We decided to use a nonshrinking grout for the bathroom tiles.

There is a large house on the property.