The old man was as American as it got, but in what she thought of as some very recently archaic way. Someone who would’ve been in charge of something, in America, when grown-ups still ran things (Gibson, 2007.)
I love that sort of quote. I was just reading some Oscar Wilde:
Mrs. Allonby: They say, Lady Hunstanton, that when good Americans die they go to Paris. Lady Hunstanton: Indeed? And when bad Americans die, where do they go to? Lord Illingworth: Oh, they go to America.
Totally understandable. Honestly it seems like anybody more than twenty years ago is by default kind of horrible, and must occasionally be excused by either enthusiasm or selective reading.
I like Wilde and Byron in that, 'damn that is witty/poetic' sense, that nonetheless doesn't really include being able to read their unfiltered thoughts for more than an hour or so without getting up and doing something.
That said, Lady Windermere's Fan is a really boss play, which I aspire to be capable of rivalling.