Word: connoisseurs
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...says Miss Sontag, is "the answer to the problem: how to be a dandy in the age of mass culture. The old-style dandy hated vulgarity. The new-style dandy, the lover of Camp, is a lover of vulgarity. Where the dandy would be continually offended or bored, the connoisseur of Camp is continually amused, delighted. The dandy held a perfumed handkerchief to his nostrils and was liable to swoon; the connoisseur of Camp sniffs the stink and prides himself on his strong nerves...
...entertainment. The slapstick in the second act also cuts the play into three fragments; it is so funny that the audience has trouble readjusting to the alternately tortured and wry self-analyses of Him and Me continued in the third act. After seeing Him two or three times the connoisseur might learn to prefer Cummings' obscurer opening and closing acts to the exuberant shenanigans in the middle. At first sitting, however, the second act serves up Cummings' garish tastes and insights in more palatable form...
...which neither played, Jack Nicklaus and Arnold Palmer were battling it out as usual for the lead in money winnings. The only thing still up for grabs was third trumpet on the Fort Knox bandwagon. Puerto Rico's Juan ("Chi Chi") Rodriguez was tooting mightily, and only a connoisseur would have the bad sense to ask whatever happened to Tony Lema. The standings last week, before the Colonial National in Fort Worth...
...also a connoisseur of baked potatoes; she particularly likes them baked one day and reheated two days later when they get "hard on the outside and mooshy on the inside." But her consuming passion is coffee ice cream, specifically in Breyers bricks. Elliott brought cartons of it to her while she was out of town with Funny Girl. She is installing a small refrigerator beside the bed upstairs so she can eat virtually unlimited amounts of it while lying under the covers and watching horror movies...
Automobile carburetors have little in common with the visionary paintings of Paul Klee, but Arnold Maremont is a devoted connoisseur of both. Mare mont, 59, is president of Chicago's Maremont Corp., a leader in the greasy, $7 billion business of making spare parts for old cars. Yet he runs his firm from a low ebony coffee-table desk, surrounded by modern paintings and chairs by Mies van der Rohe, is as elegant and impeccably dressed as if he were managing Tiffany's. All this seems to help: he has built Maremont's sales from $30 million...