Walt Whitman Talked a Lot of Shit
This is the guy who wrote "I am a habitan of Vienna"; who wrote "I hear the cry of the Cossack, and the sailor's voice putting to sea at Okotsk" and "I see the giant pinnacles of Elbruz, Kazbek, Bazardjusi"; who wrote "Ethiopia Saluting the Colors." Dude never left the continent. The farthest he ever got from his hometown of Huntington, Long Island, was a trip to Canada in 1879. The rest of the time he stuck to New York, D.C., and Jersey.