I worry that we are approaching a time when that which is shocking is squeezed out by the Stalinism of political correctness.
But I was feeling quite down at the time. I was living in L.A., which was kind of weird for me.
A spirit, breathing the language of independence, is natural to Englishmen, few of whom are disposed to brook compulsion, or submit to the dictates of others, when not softened by reason, or tempered with kindness.

