“Mom is everywhere and everything and damned near everybody, and from her depends all the rest of the United States. Disguised as good old mom, dear old mom, sweet old mom, your loving mom, and so on, she is the bride at every funeral and the corpse at every wedding. Men live for her and die for her, dote upon her and whisper her name as they pass away, and I believe that she has now achieved, in the hierarchy of miscellaneous articles, a spot next to the Bible and the flag, being reckoned part of both in a way. She may therefore soon be granted by the House of Representatives the especial supreme and extraordinary right of sitting on top of both when she chooses, which, God knows, she does.”
–Philip Wylie, Generation of Vipers, 1978 annotated edition
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Joan Crawford
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Just that the annual orgy of hearts and flowers matriolatry kinda gets up my nose, you know what I mean?
