When did Vanity Fair get all gritty, in a precious sort of way
I keep a sampler link to VF in my homepage and infrequently check out items, and my general impression is that there's lots of KENNEDYs and royals and Hollywoodland stuff, so it was jarring to see "farts and feet" here.
I lived on two Navy ships sleeping in compartments with 50 or so shipmates at a time and never smelled "farts and feet." The phrase of the day is "farts and feet." Only once in the "head" (Army word, "latrine" over four years did I ever hear of anything rudely comparable, the phrase, "Courtesy flush, please!1" and notice how courteously the request was made, albeit with a certain urgency.
Somehow the VF grit strikes me as "precious" in the literary sense.
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http://www.vanityfair.com/online/daily/2014/08/veterans-ferguson-matthew-farwell
[font size=5]What Combat Veterans See in Ferguson, Missouri[/font]
By Matthew Farwell
.... I set down the magazine I was reading and walked over to the tent [FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: yellow"]reeking of farts and feet[/FONT] where the rest of my infantry platoon was sleeping to wake up my lieutenant. ....
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