An Ignorant Time
A once-great magazine reflects how far cultural knowledge has fallen.
As a former Time reader, for one, and as a former Time writer and editor, for two, I can testify that my colleagues and I were quite familiar with the great comic novelist. We knew no writer sharper
or funnier than Evelyn Waugh when he satirized upper-class excess in Decline and Fall, Vile Bodies, and Black Mischief. The demolition job on the press in Scoop, a dazzling take on Italy’s 1936 war on Abyssinia as seen by a group of mendacious British newsmen, has never been equaled. I wouldn’t hire a writer who hadn’t read Scoop; it remains the manual on the malpractice of journalism across the pond and in the colonies.
For the record, should anyone be taking notes on Liberty Street, Waugh was described by Edmund Wilson as “the only first-rate genius the English have produced since George Bernard Shaw.” (A parenthesis for present-day Time employees: Edmund Wilson was the most prominent American literary critic to work outside the academy, writing on subjects as diverse as trends in current fiction, Freudianism, and the Cold War.) Gore Vidal later cited Waugh as “our time’s first satirist.” (Vidal was a prominent American novelist, playwright, and acidulous political commentator.)
When the dustup hit the Net, one of Twitter’s most popular commentators, Matthew Yglesias, owned up to his ignorance like a man—an unlettered man. ...
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