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A Porch of Whittlers 
Robert Frost laughs from behind the veil as he listens to us use his line, “I chose the road less traveled and that has made all the difference.” He had our number; he knew American culture embraced self-reliance and wilderness. He knew we loved to believe we are Daniel Boone and Henry David Thoreau and Walt Whitman–walking to a different drumbeat against the tide of the culture.
So he baked his joke in the poem. We forget that he begins by saying essentially, “Someday, we’ll look back over our choices and convince ourselves that we took the path of the unique, singing, “I did it my way!”
The clues are there: he says both trails in the wood are traveled about the same; others have walked them before. These are established paths. Nothing extraordinary here. And turn leads to turn until here we are, car idling while we step out to look back at the old way we came, congratulating ourselves on our American individualism.
Just like everybody else.
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