Americans Like Fat Books And Thin Women.

Americans Treat History Like A Cookbook. Whenever They Are Uncertain What To Do Next, They Turn To History And Look Up The Proper Recipe, Invariably Designated "the Lesson Of History.

There's So Much Spectating Going On That A Lot Of Us Never Get Around To Living.

Unpleasant Questions Are Being Raised About Mother's Day. Is This Day Necessary? . . . Isn't It Bad Public Policy? . . . No Politician With Half His Senses, Which A Majority Of Politicians Have, Is Likely To Vote For Its Abolition, However. As A Class, Mothers Are Tender And Loving, But As A Voting Bloc They Would Not Hesitate For An Instant To Pull The Seat Out From Under Any Congressman Who Suggests That Mother Is Not Entitled To A Box Of Chocolates Each Year In The Middle Of May.

What The New Yorker Calls Home Would Seem Like A Couple Of Closets To Most Americans, Yet He Manages Not Only To Live There But Also To Grow Trees And Cockroaches Right On The Premises.

It Takes Great Self-confidence To Write A Newspaper Column. Some Might Say It Takes Arrogance. Be That As It May, My Willingness To Pronounce On A Great Many Matters Of Which I Have Little Or No Knowledge Is One Of My Prime Qualifications For This Trade.