Wow, GUEST. You seem to know Amos' housing condition. But since only very wealthy Republicans can live in the Marine-Corps-protected gated community of Sandy Ego I suspect you're right. I was there, once, to see my nephew graduate from (or into?) the Marines. He was handed a rubber truncheon and a pistol and told to "break the *&$%!! heads of any **@@##!!!$% who tries to disturb the peace of those who live here and whom we are sworn to protect." "Protecting" meant beating senseless, dumping into a boat, and tossing overboard beyond the three-mile limit, all the riff-raff, hippies, and ne'er-do-wells.

It ruined him. Now he's studying to be an electrical engineer instead of reading and writing the poetry he loved.