A
period in American history where if you had
money, all you had to do was invest in stock, kick back, and enjoy the ride. The street was swarming with gangsters, the Klan was lynching blacks, and the economy prospered. What more could you ask for?
It was THE TIME to be living, that is if you weren't poor, of course. In that case, you would just be picking cotton and shitting in your front
yard. If you want to know what it was like, read The Great Gatsby by
F. Scott Fitzgerald.
My Great Great Grandpa: "Boy life sure does suck ass, picking
cotton like a skunkape all
day."
Rich
Prick: "Oh cheer up you dirt poor pussy! It's The Roaring 20's!"