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Readers inclined toward traveling heroes may recall the passage in Evelyn Waugh's Scoop where Correspondent William Boot outfits himself for assignment in barbarous Ishmaelia: his kit included a "rather overfurnished tent, three months' rations, a collapsible canoe, a jointed flagstaff and Union Jack, a hand pump and sterilizing plant, an astrolabe, six suits of tropical linen and a sou'wester, a camp operating table and set of surgical instruments, a portable humidor, guaranteed to preserve cigars in condition in the Red Sea, and a Christmas hamper complete with Santa Claus costume and a tripod mistletoe stand...
...elder Mowat is eager to get back into his army unit, the Hastings and Prince Edward Regiment. Baby-faced Farley is eventually commissioned in the "Hasty Pees" after the air force rejects him for being four pounds underweight. There are the usual training shenanigans, reminiscent of Evelyn Waugh's Men at Arms, and the inevitable cockiness that precedes the regiment's first bloodying. That occurs during the amphibious landing in Sicily, part of the Allies' first massive invasion of Europe in 1943. Taking the island is costly but only a down payment on the rest...
...ringers" and the cracks in his patent-leather shoes. He also records the great man's uncensored political comments. Speaking about the Nazi war criminals, then on trial in Nuremberg, Churchill was typically direct. "Bump 'em off," he growled, "but don't prolong the agony." Evelyn Waugh, an old enemy from school days, receives the worst treatment, and for a telling reason. "In our own way we were both snobs," Beaton admits, "and no snob welcomes another who has risen with him." When the novelist dies in 1966, he writes: "So Evelyn Waugh is in his coffin...
...writer was equally eye-catching: a tall, pale, boyish figure whose trademark was a gleaming white suit. He looked like a collegian out of Held's Angels, or a swell in Evelyn Waugh's Vile Bodies. Raised in Richmond, Va., Wolfe spoke softly and courteously, exuding an air of the right stuff. But he wrote like a hit man. "Tiny Mummies! The True Story of the Ruler of 43rd Street's Land of the Walking Dead!" was a surprise attack on the genteel New Yorker magazine and its shy, venerated editor, William Shawn. A shocked cultural establishment...
Didion as a rule uses her self-dramatizations with an artist's instinctive discretion. She is an alert and subtle observer, with a mordant intelligence and a sense of humor with touches of Evelyn Waugh in it. She offers a lethal description of fatuous Hollywood political chatter. " 'Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it,' some one said to me at dinner not long ago, and before we had finished our fraises des bois, he had advised me as well that 'no man is an island.' " The White Album is full...