Faith may be defined, briefly, as an illogical belief in the occurrence of the improbable. Or, psychoanalytically, as a wish neurose. There is, thus, a flavor of the pathological in it. It goes beyond the normal intellectual process and passes into the murky domain of transcendental metaphysics. A man full of faith is, simply, one who has lost (or never had) the capacity for clear and realistic thought. He is not a mere ass. He is actually ill. Worse, he is incurable, for disappointment, being essentially an objective phenomenon, cannot permanently affect his subjective infirmity. His faith takes on the virulence of a chronic infection. What he usually says, in substance, is this: “Let us trust in God, who has always fooled us in the past. – H. L. Mencken (1880-1956), in 1922.