“Shocking new research suggests they actually aren’t interested.”
Is Arts&Letters under new management or something? I note an uptick in stuff I’d actually read, such as:
“I was raised on chicken fat”
And of course, P.J. O’Rourke blows his nose, looks for someplace to throw the Kleenex, whatever.
“Shabby frocks, sallow faces, and dreary meals of ground meat stretched with grated potato and oatmeal…”
Sheesh, Britain: how long is “post-war” supposed to be, anyhow?