There is something magical and sometimes overwhelming for most of humanity: it is what allows people to live in mansions with helipads as well as in underground societies forced to live in the numerous tunnels and passages beneath New York City and beg for meals. Although this is definitely the extreme I described. Sometimes he is indescribably cruel and other times very kind. What I write about is the American system. In Arthur Miller's moving and powerful play, "Death of a Salesman," Miller uses many characters to contrast the difference between success and failure within the system. Willy is the dreamy salesman whose imagination is far greater than his selling ability, while Linda is Willy's wife who stands by her husband even in his lack of realism. Biff and Happy are the two blind mice who follow their father's life mistake, while Ben is the only member of the Loman family with that special something needed to achieve. Charlie and his son Benard, however, have a better success in life than the Lomans. The comedy romanticizes the rural-agrarian dream but does not make it truly accessible to Willy. Miller seems to use this dream simply to give himself an opportunity for sentimentality. The work is ambiguous in its attitude towards the dream of business success, but it certainly does not condemn it. It's fair to wonder where Miller is going. And the answer is that he wrote a confusing work because he was unwilling or unable to commit to a firm position on American culture. Miller prepares us for the response to relief efforts in the flight to the West and the farm; firm satisfaction in the condemnation of tacky entrepreneurial ethics.1 and then denies us the realization of our expectations. Finally, the work does not make any judgment on America, even if Miller always seems on the verge of telling us that America is a nightmare, a cause and a place of tragedy. But Willy is not a tragic hero; he is a foolish and incompetent man for whom we pity. We cannot equate his failure with that of America (Eisinger .0 p. 174. Indeed, there is as much room for failure as for great success in America. The system is not the one to blame. Willy can only blaming himself for not becoming what he wanted to be.