These are the physical images of our tradition ... from out there where the wind and the dirt are. Outside is the spirituality, the religion, the ethereal. This is real, the concrete, physical foundation of what we are.

Outside, metal wants to return where it came from ? the dirt.

Is sex dirty? Only if it's done right

This is just the dirt that was here.

Observing the tradition from the outside, it looks like it's about looking fine in a big fancy hat. But it's about more than that.

It had grown darker as they talked, and the wind was sawing and the sawdust was whirling outside paler windows. The underlying churchyard was already settling into deep dim shade, and the shade was creeping up to the housetops among which they sat. "As if," said Eugene, "as if the churchyard ghosts were rising."