For all the days I ditched high school to go to the beach, the state of California had no right to give me a diploma. Shame on them. Worse than that, I avoided Chemistry and Moby-Dick and still made it to college to eventually end up with a Ph.D. Life's not fair. I'm sure the universe will get even with me shortly.
However, in my attempt to right an educational wrong, I am now reading Moby-Dick and have joyfully discovered my new favorite line in literature! Here it goes:
"No town-bred dandy will compare with a country-bred one- I mean a downright bumpkin dandy- a fellow that, in the dog-days, will mow his two acres in buckskin gloves for fear of tanning his hands" (p. 126). Can you believe that? Buckskin gloves? Give me a break! Crazy town-bred bumpkin dandy. Sheesh.
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