From the master
of the acerbic putdown, Evelyn Waugh, (1903-1966), best known as the author of “Brideshead
Revisited,” whose work critic V.S. Pritchett remarked will delight long past
his death for those who honor “the beauty of his malice,” words to borrow when
you’ve been invited to something that, well, you just don’t want to attend:
“YOUR NAME HERE deeply
regrets that he (she) is unable to do what is so kindly proposed.”
If only Evelyn
Waugh were here to deliver on how best to skewer Donald Trump – and keep him
skewered. Sigh. This from humorist Nancy Mitford: “What nobody remembers about
Evelyn is that everything with him was jokes. Everything.”
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