Our stay in Salt Lake City amounted to only two days, and therefore we had no time to make the customary inquisition into the workings of polygamy and get up the usual statistics and deductions preparatory to calling the attention of the nation at large once more to the matter. I had the will to do it. With the gushing self-sufficiency of youth I was feverish to plunge in headlong and achieve a great reform here - until I saw the Mormon women. Then I was touched. My heart was wiser than my head. It warmed toward these poor, ungainly and pathetically "homely" creatures, and as I turned to hide the generous moisture in my eyes, I said, "No - the man that marries one of them has done an act of Christian charity which entitles him to the kindly applause of mankind, not their harsh censure - and the man that marries sixty of them has done a deed of open-handed generosity so sublime that the nations should stand uncovered in his presence and worship in silence."
-- Mark Twain
profound...
a tad bit of historical literary prose in a wierd thread.
Yup, the tv version has some fairly cute wives. But that's fantasy, like the idea of a man that gets along with all 3 wives.
Ha! As usual, Mr. Clemens sums it up!
LOL!!! Know your cuts of meat, and know your English Lit!
In my youth, we called it a "mercy f***" aka, date with a fat chick.