The worst of the younger generation, those Latter-Day
sinners,
is that they calmly assert: We only thrill to perversity,
murder,
suicide, rape —
bragging a little, really,
and at the same time expect to go on calmly eating good
dinners
for the next fifty years.
They say: Après moi le déluge! and
calmly expect
that the deluge will never be turned on them, only after them.
Post me, nihil!61
- But perhaps, my
dears,
nihil will come along and hit you on the
head.
Why should the deluge wait while these young gentry go
on eating
good dinners for fifty more long years?
Why should our Latter-Day sinners expect such a long
smooth run
for their very paltry little bit of money?
If you are expecting a Second Advent in the shape of a
deluge
you mustn’t expect it also to wait for your
convenience.