Hard to find

Estaba dándole vueltas al título y resulta (gracias, Quinchino), que era de una canción de 1918. Empieza así:

A good man is hard to find /You always get the other kind
Un buen hombre cuesta encontrarlo / siempre acabas consiguiendo de los malos.

La cantante se queja de no encontrar un hombre bueno para casarse con él; pero con eso monta Flannery un tremendo drama humorístico con el tema de fondo de la justificación.
Luego Tom Waits hizo una versión (y mira que es casualidad: justo ayer la estaban poniendo en Radio 3; busqué luego el podcast: aquí está para que lo descarguéis min. 27:00).

En el fondo lo que yo creo que Flannery tiene en mente es lo de la epístola a los Romanos (3. 9-18): v. 12: no hay quien obre el bien, ni siquiera uno.

Pero leed el cuento vosotros, en traducción o en el original, especialmente el diálogo de la abuela con los del bar (lo copio de aquí, donde está el texto entero aquí):

"People are certainly not nice like they used to be," said the grandmother.
"Two fellers come in here last week," Red Sammy said, "driving a Chrysler. It was a old beat-up car but it was a good one and these boys looked all right to me. Said they worked at the mill and you know I let them fellers charge the gas they bought? Now why did I do that?"
"Because you're a good man!" the grandmother said at once.
"Yes'm, I suppose so," Red Sam said as if he were struck with this answer.
His wife brought the orders, carrying the five plates all at once without a tray, two in each hand and one balanced on her arm. "It isn't a soul in this green world of God's that you can trust," she said. "And I don't count nobody out of that, not nobody," she repeated, looking at Red Sammy.
"Did you read about that criminal, The Misfit, that's escaped?" asked the grandmother.
"I wouldn't be a bit surprised if he didn't attack this place right here," said the woman. "If he hears about it being here, I wouldn't be none surprised to see him. If he hears it's two cent in the cash register, I wouldn't be a tall surprised if he ..."
"That'll do," Red Sam said. "Go bring these people their Co'-Colas," and the woman went off to get the rest of the order.
"A good man is hard to find," Red Sammy said. "Everything is getting terrible. I remember the day you could go off and leave your screen door unlatched. Not no more."
He and the grandmother discussed better times. The old lady said that in her opinion Europe was entirely to blame for the way things were now. She said the way Europe acted you would think we were made of money and Red Sam said it was no use talking about it, she was exactly right.