Riders of the Purple Sage, by Zane Grey, was published more than a hundred years ago--in 1912--and it remains one of the most famous of American Westerns literature. Mari and I had tickets to see the premier of what I think is the first opera based on a rip-snorting, Wild West, good-guy, bad-guy, gun-totin', cowboy and cowgirl story, so we downloaded the book itself. It is more the story of a strong and good woman than it is about cowboys and Indians. All of the Indians in southern Utah seem to have been disappeared before Jane Withersteen inherited her grand, purple-saged ranch. What was left behind were Mormons and Gentiles, who did not get along any better than cactus and coyotes. Jane is the good guy--strong, decent, good-looking, god-fearing, single, and stubbornly refusing to marry a Mormon man so that her eternal soul could be saved and she could make more little Mormons. Mormons generally, but a Mormon bishop and elder in particular, are the bad guys.
Social commentary, political opinion, personal anecdotes, generally centered around values, how we form them, delude ourselves about them, and use them.