You know what happens. Some commenter drops a bomb on my ass and I get riled up. And when the comments rile me up, I turn it into a post. Here’s the Glenn O’Brien comment that got me going…
“Anonymous said...
I'm sorry but the guy strikes me as an imperious faggot. What's so "manly" about a book of catty comments about the way other people dress?
OCTOBER 26, 2011 5:32 PM”
And here’s my latest comment...
“I deleted my original response to the “imperious faggot” commenter because I stooped to his level and then regretted it. O’Brien’s book is NOT a three hundred page tome of sniping ass arrogant pot shots. It’s a well written, wise and fun book. And there’s even some self-deprecation in it…which, and this is coming from ADG, the preening peacock of self-deprecation, gives the book and O’Brien further cred. And it’s not my job to defend it further.
So if anyone is being imperious, it’s the “faggot” commenter. Five makes ten he hasn’t read the book so his authority is nil…leastways it is here in ADG land. And if Glenn O’Brien is an imperious faggot, then so am I. And those who are important to me know unequivocally, that I love girl-bootie better than Peter loved the Lord.
And finally, Glenn O’Brien wasn’t being haughty and aloof to me. He was, if anything, appropriately startled that someone got in his face so enthusiastically and started firing off specifics about what he’d written. He was courteous. I knew, based on social cues, to be brief.
Ok, I’ve gotta go back to work now. I have Cleverley shoes to pay for.
Oh, and Greg D. ... I'll take wine any day.”
15 comments:
It was a poor choice of words on my part; I was not referring to sexual orientation. My bad. And no, I have not read the book, nor do I intend to. I go to Charlie Davidson when I need something, he advises me, and I buy it. Simple. It's only clothing afterall. The idea that I'd read 300 pages of someone else's advice on the subject of clothes (or deportment or whatever) is laughable.
OK - I rescind my bravo. Randomly, we've met....at a HIDA conference a few yrs back (I was their in house lobbyist for a number of yrs...) - I count DAM, formerly of southerngent.com fame, as one of my close friends...perhaps we can meet the next time you guys rendezvous....
Maybe you should break the little Celexa tablets in half from now on. You seem a bit agitated.
Damn it, you guys are such drama-queens.
Get back to the truly important stuff.
Like bespoke shoes, lapel widths, and trouser cuffs.
I know, I know. Of course it wasn't about sexual orientation. Whenever I say "nigger" I don't mean it to be about race.
Class isn't just about clothes. Be a fucking man and stop using dumbass terms like that. Ever.
ADG - Come read my comments that I moderate, and you will feel a lot better! I didn't realize how mean the world is until I started blogging! I just think of myself as the Bill Laimbeer (Pistons B-Ball Player 90s) of the blogging world, and then I feel better.
I was going to buy it and decided to hold off but you have changed my mind. Hopefully my son will read it along with Walker Lamond's Rules for my Unborn Son.
Once again, I deleted my comments to the Mensa member who sparked my rage. I'm taking the bait like crazy and I usually resist.
So thanks to you all. Everyone makes good points...even the Anonymous guy who started my rant. Once again, he proves who is imperious. And of course the faggot lexicon offers SO much more than what we all correlate it's pejorative meaning to be. Sure.
And LPC...I'm already working on the Coat of Arms/Crest for our exclusive club. I'm working out "Sturdy-Dice" in Latin right now.
"correlate it's pejorative meaning to be"? How about "understand it to mean"? If you're reading books on style, you might want to start with Strunk and White.
Anonymous Strunk and White...I'm a South Carolinian. My mother smoked during her pregnancy with me. What you read here is my best. If it bothers you, then do yourself a favor and not read any of my older shite. Style? Doggie.
You go, girlfriend.
In the immortal words of Ren McCormack when faced with the "I thought only pansies wore ties" quip: "See that? I thought only a___h___s used the word 'pansy.'"
When a word's been used by a culture in hateful and/or degrading ways, a contemporary user's intent or context is meaningless and irrelevant to those who've been maligned by it. It feels like crap and lowers us all, regardless.
A true gentleman - a true man - apologizes without equivocation or defense and gets on with it.
I agree, talking about (or, in my case, hearing about) the clothes, et al, is much more fun. - Jenny (sorry, I'm away from home and can't recall my darn Google password to make myself non-anon)
T...thanks back at you sister. I laughed aloud, in the dark at 530 this morning when I read your comment. Funny.
Jenny...we'll get back to the twee and superficial here in no time. Your "context is meaningless" statement is spot-on. I feel that way about the Rebel/Confederate Flag. The most erudite, fact based and well thought-out homily about its genesis and deeper meaning is eclipsed by what it currently conveys to the world.
Strunk and White...I'm still giggling over it.
"Accessorize this look with a tin cup.”
ADG, with all of this other talk going on, I want to return to the source and say that quote is classic. As a consequence, I'm racing out to buy the book.
The only thing worse than a shirttail hanging out are pants worn down low. Males wearing them are like circus clowns gone bad. I saw a young man attempting to navigate the streets in that getup the other day, and I had the burning desire to go yank those britches down to his ankles. Then I remembered I'm supposed to be a grownup.
Onward, tucked in and hoisted up!
Elizabeth
P.S. Your anon detractor said, "The idea that I'd read 300 pages of someone else's advice on the subject of clothes (or deportment or whatever) is laughable."
That being said, from his comments I can tell he hasn't read even one page on deportment. And why does he bother to read blogs? And why does he bother to read blogs where the blogger loves clothes and books about clothes? Anon seems a spoilsport and more than a little jealous of your fawning public of which I'm a card-carrying member. So is my husband whom I would put up against any man for manners, style and brains.
I had a long and well-though-out response disputing and correcting the thesis of the original commenter, about how the French families of that line were long holders of land, etc. but not part of the ruling establishment... then I noticed that he had NOT written "Imperial Faggetts".
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