Fate Keeps On Happening.

And What, For Instance, Would Have Happened Had Romeo And Juliet Lived To Middle Age, Their Silhouettes Broadened By Pasta?

One Might Feel That, At My Age, I Should Look On Life With More Gravity. After All, I've Been Privileged To Listen, Firsthand, Tosome Of The Most Profound Thinkers Of My Daywho Were All Beset By Gloom Over The Condition The World Had Gotten Into. Then Why Can't I View It With Anything But Amusement?

From Early Colonial Days, Sex Life In America Had Been Based On The Custom Of Men Supporting Women. That Situation Reached Its Heyday In The Twenties When It Was Easy For Any Dabbler In Stocks To Flaunt His Manhood By Lavishing An Unearned Income On Girls. But With The Stock-market Crash, Men Were Hard Put Even To Keep Their Wives, Let Alone Spend Money On Sex Outside The Home. The Adjustment Was Much Easier On Women Than On Men, Who Jumped Out Of Windows In Droves, Whereas I Can't Recall A Single Headline That Read: Kept Girl Leaps From Love Nest.

I Began Quite Early In Life To Sense The Thrill A Girl Attains In Supplying Money To A Man.

If We Have To Tell Hollywood Good-by, It May Be With One Of Those Tender, Old-fashioned, Seven-second Kisses Exchanged Between Two People Of The Opposite Sex, With All Their Clothes On.