Key West is a despoiled Eden, a microcosm of America in the Depression, where distasteful tourism is a desperate palliative for deeper economic and moral troubles.
It's sentences like that that make me love reading and research. I love the process of looking things up, of finding new information, the discovery. It's the synthesizing information into an essay with an argument that I don't like--chopping up all kinds of wonderful information and pitting them against each other in order to declare one set of views the winner. ...When it's said that way, it sounds abhorrent.
