The Old & The New on Cannery Row
"I have never resisted change, even when it has been called progress, and yet I felt resentment toward the strangers swamping what I thought of as my country with noise and clutter and the inevitable rings of junk. And of course these new people will resent the newer people. We who were born here and our parents also felt a strange superiority over newcomers, barbarians, 'forestieri', and they, the foreigners, resented us and even made a rude poem about us:
The miner came in forty-nine
The whores in fifty-one.
And when they got together,
They made a Native Son."
John Steinbeck, in "Travels With Charley"