accepted by WASP old money elites because he was protestant and Germanic. It's 200 pages of pure Hibernian rage. F Scott Fitzgerald was so mad about his German neighbor making it IRL he drank himself into an early grave.
Yeah in the book he's a german farm kid from north dakota (which is still levels above a bog trotting fucking irishman) but IRL the guy who inspired it was a handsome prussian bro who made a fortune bootlegging booze from cuba or something