And imagine their disappointment as they slept in the cottage they built with their own two hands. “this is OK, I guess,” they would say to themselves, “but is it really much of an accomplishment? After all, there was only one other local buyer for this farm plot. I barely had to compete with anybody to own it. And, yes, my son Industry has done fairly well in his school…which alas contains precisely zero international math Olympians. Sure, he will graduate and do just fine in business — he will marry and have many children of his own and enjoy a safe and comfortable life — but the whole time he will know that he did so the easy way — surrounded only by his own countrymen, average as they are by world standards.
What is this Dixie claptrap? These people need to read about the puritans who actually built this place. Christ they were naming their kids Industry and Prudence.