“I have been assured by a very knowing American of my acquaintance in London, that a young healthy child well nursed is at a year old a most delicious, nourishing, and wholesome food, whether stewed, roasted, baked, or boiled; and I make no doubt that it will equally serve in a fricassee or a ragout.”

Tonight I read Jonathan Swift’s “A Modest Proposal for preventing the children of poor people in Ireland, from being a burden on their parents or country, and for making them beneficial to the public” once again.

I noticed that contemporary novelists rarely talk about Jonathan Swift, at least to the best of my knowledge, but he is a great author.