"A good many things go around in the dark besides Santa Claus"
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Hoover’s line lands like a dry flashlight click in a culture that wanted twinkly reassurance. By swiping at Santa Claus, he isn’t attacking a holiday mascot so much as the entire American habit of believing in friendly invisibles: unseen market forces that will self-correct, political deals struck “for the public good,” rumors that travel faster than facts, and the cozy story that hardship is temporary because it has to be.
The phrasing does two things at once. “A good many things” is deceptively casual, the voice of a man who has seen enough of the machinery to sound almost bored by it. Then comes “go around in the dark,” a sly indictment of how power operates: quietly, offstage, without accountability. Santa is the perfect decoy here because he’s the most socially sanctioned myth we teach children to accept. Hoover uses that innocence to sharpen the accusation: if we can normalize one charming fiction, we can be trained to swallow the dangerous ones.
Context matters. Hoover is remembered as the president who met the Great Depression with restraint, procedural confidence, and an almost punitive faith in self-reliance. Read against that backdrop, the line sounds less like folksy humor and more like a warning from an engineer-politician who distrusts sentimentality. It’s an argument for skepticism as civic hygiene: the dark is crowded, and not everything moving through it brings gifts.
The phrasing does two things at once. “A good many things” is deceptively casual, the voice of a man who has seen enough of the machinery to sound almost bored by it. Then comes “go around in the dark,” a sly indictment of how power operates: quietly, offstage, without accountability. Santa is the perfect decoy here because he’s the most socially sanctioned myth we teach children to accept. Hoover uses that innocence to sharpen the accusation: if we can normalize one charming fiction, we can be trained to swallow the dangerous ones.
Context matters. Hoover is remembered as the president who met the Great Depression with restraint, procedural confidence, and an almost punitive faith in self-reliance. Read against that backdrop, the line sounds less like folksy humor and more like a warning from an engineer-politician who distrusts sentimentality. It’s an argument for skepticism as civic hygiene: the dark is crowded, and not everything moving through it brings gifts.
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