Yes, the war has entered its second year and the Windsor Police spring into action, making certain to keep information on "social diseases" away from our fighting boys.
My favourite part of the story is the vague "seven or eight". I don't mean to suggest that Sgt Watson squirrelled something away in his garage, but it does make one wonder.
What's that line from APOCOLYPSE NOW? "We train our young men to drop fire on people, but their commanding officers won't let them write 'fuck' on their airplanes."
A writer, ghostwriter, écrivain public, literary historian and bibliophile, I'm the author of Character Parts: Who's Really Who in CanLit (Knopf, 2003), and A Gentleman of Pleasure: One Life of John Glassco, Poet, Translator, Memoirist and Pornographer (McGill-Queen's UP, 2011; shortlisted for the Gabrielle Roy Prize). I've edited over a dozen books, including The Heart Accepts It All: Selected Letters of John Glassco (Véhicule, 2013) and George Fetherling's The Writing Life: Journals 1975-2005 (McGill-Queen's UP, 2013). I currently serve as series editor for Ricochet Books and am a contributing editor for Canadian Notes & Queries. My most recent book is The Dusty Bookcase (Biblioasis, 2017), a collection of revised and expanded reviews first published here and elsewhere.
Wonderful - I just can see Sgt Watson shouting "Open up! It's the Morality Squad!"
ReplyDeleteYes, the war has entered its second year and the Windsor Police spring into action, making certain to keep information on "social diseases" away from our fighting boys.
DeleteMy favourite part of the story is the vague "seven or eight". I don't mean to suggest that Sgt Watson squirrelled something away in his garage, but it does make one wonder.
What's that line from APOCOLYPSE NOW?
ReplyDelete"We train our young men to drop fire on people, but their commanding officers won't let them write 'fuck' on their airplanes."