“On this minor his dream faded-work to do: he tried to imagine himself in Congress rooting around that litter of that incredible pigsty with narrow and porcine brows he saw pictured sometimes in the rotogravure sections of the Sunday newspapers, those glorified proletarians babbling to the nation the ideas of high school seniors! Little men with copy-book ambitions who by mediocrity had thought to emerge from mediocrity into the lustreless and unromantic heaven of a government by the people-and the best, the dozen shrewd men at the top, egotistic and cynical, were content to lead this choir of white ties and wire collar-buttons in a discordant and amazing hymn, compounded of a vague confusion between wealth and reward of virtue and wealth as a proof of vice, and continued cheers for God, the Constitution and the Rocky Mountains.”
F. Scott Fitzgerald, “The Beautiful and Damned”, 1922
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