Troy Maxson is the embodiment of an African-American generation, growing up in the post-World War II era, that finds itself finally able to realize the American ideal of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Troy has become more successful than his father, who remained a poor sharecropper and never owned his own land or property but, instead, paid all his wages and his life to an unjust land owner. Troy has bought his own house (though he feels guilty about the methods of payment). And in his extra-marital relationships he has embodied the freedom of a man to follow his own desires in a pursuit of happiness. Troy Maxson embraces his desire to be a free and happy individual.
This pursuit of the American Dream, however, is not without conflict. Troy cannot envision a generation doing more than his own accomplished. He cannot imagine his son achieving an even greater dream, and he cannot imagine a life unburdened by responsibility to family. In this way, Troy remains chained to his expectations of what a man can accomplish in the world.
This pursuit of the American Dream, however, is not without conflict. Troy cannot envision a generation doing more than his own accomplished. He cannot imagine his son achieving an even greater dream, and he cannot imagine a life unburdened by responsibility to family. In this way, Troy remains chained to his expectations of what a man can accomplish in the world.
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The American Dream...? By Stanley Cooper(1926)
Their savings diminished bit by bit
Need a consumer's advocate
The dollar now is worth a cent
It's sunk as low as drowned cement
The cost of butter has gone sky high
So now their toast is eaten dry
How do parents explain to kids
Why their goodies they must forbid
Children of our once proud nation
Can't quite reckon this thing, inflation
Whatever happened to the American scheme
Of working hard for the American dream
To the working guy who's missed the boat
The American dream now seems remote
- The working class through the nose pay
Their savings diminished bit by bit
Need a consumer's advocate
The dollar now is worth a cent
It's sunk as low as drowned cement
The cost of butter has gone sky high
So now their toast is eaten dry
How do parents explain to kids
Why their goodies they must forbid
Children of our once proud nation
Can't quite reckon this thing, inflation
Whatever happened to the American scheme
Of working hard for the American dream
To the working guy who's missed the boat
The American dream now seems remote
The Poem seems to say that the american dream is just that - a dream, in this country people work hard to gain what they have, nothing is given freely, and this poem seems to say that as the people keep on working , living styles become harder and harder everyday just to keep living comfortably.