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1、wordLove is Fallacyby Max Shulman Cool was I and logical. Keen, calculating, perspicacious, acute and astuteI was all of these. My brain was as powerful as a dynamo, precise as a chemists scales, as penetrating as a scalpel. Andthink of it!I only eighteen.It is not often that one so young has such a
2、 giant intellect. Take, for example, Petey Bellows, my roommate at the university. Same age, same background, but dumb as an ox. A nice enough fellow, you understand, but nothing upstairs. Emotional type. Unstable. Impressionable. Worst of all, a faddist. Fads, I submit, are the very negation of rea
3、son. To be swept up in every new craze that es along, to surrender oneself to idiocy just because everybody else is doing itthis, to me, is the acme of mindlessness. Not, however, to Petey.One afternoon I found Petey lying on his bed with an expression of such distress on his face that I immediately
4、 diagnosed appendicitis. “Dont move, I said, “Dont take a laxative. Ill get a doctor.“Raccoon, he mumbled thickly.“Raccoon? I said, pausing in my flight.“I want a raccoon coat, he wailed.I perceived that his trouble was not physical, but mental. “Why do you want a raccoon coat?“I should have known i
5、t, he cried, pounding his temples. “I should have known theyd e back when the Charleston came back. Like a fool I spent all my money for textbooks, and now I cant get a raccoon coat.“Can you mean, I said incredulously, “that people are actually wearing raccoon coats again?“All the Big Men on Campus
6、are wearing them. Whereve you been?“In the library, I said, naming a place not frequented by Big Men on Campus.He leaped from the bed and paced the room. “Ive got to have a raccoon coat, he said passionately. “Ive got to!“Petey, why? Look at it rationally. Raccoon coats are unsanitary. They shed. Th
7、ey smell bad. They weigh too much. Theyre unsightly. They“You dont understand, he interrupted impatiently. “Its the thing to do. Dont you want to be in the swim?“No, I said truthfully.“Well, I do, he declared. “Id give anything for a raccoon coat. Anything!My brain, that precision instrument, slippe
8、d into high gear. “Anything? I asked, looking at him narrowly.“Anything, he affirmed in ringing tones.I stroked my chin thoughtfully. It so happened that I knew where to get my hands on a raccoon coat. My father had had one in his undergraduate days; it lay now in a trunk in the attic back home. It
9、also happened that Petey had something I wanted. He didnt have it exactly, but at least he had first rights on it. I refer to his girl, Polly Espy.I had long coveted Polly Espy. Let me emphasize that my desire for this young woman was not emotional in nature. She was, to be sure, a girl who excited
10、the emotions, but I was not one to let my heart rule my head. I wanted Polly for a shrewdly calculated, entirely cerebral reason.I was a freshman in law school. In a few years I would be out in practice. I was well aware of the importance of the right kind of wife in furthering a lawyers career. The
11、 successful lawyers I had observed were, almost without exception, married to beautiful, gracious, intelligent women. With one omission, Polly fitted these specifications perfectly.Beautiful she was. She was not yet of pin-up proportions, but I felt that time would supply the lack. She already had t
12、he makings.Gracious she was. By gracious I mean full of graces. She had an erectness of carriage, an ease of bearing, a poise that clearly indicated the best of breeding. At table her manners were exquisite. I had seen her at the Kozy Kampus Korner eating the specialty of the housea sandwich that co
13、ntained scraps of pot roast, gravy, chopped nuts, and a dipper of sauerkrautwithout even getting her fingers moist.Intelligent she was not. In fact, she veered in the opposite direction. But I believed that under my guidance she would smarten up. At any rate, it was worth a try. It is, after all, ea
14、sier to make a beautiful dumb girl smart than to make an ugly smart girl beautiful.“Petey, I said, “are you in love with Polly Espy?“I think shes a keen kid, he replied, “but I dont know if youd call it love. Why?“Do you, I asked, “have any kind of formal arrangement with her? I mean are you going s
15、teady or anything like that?“No. We see each other quite a bit, but we both have other dates. Why?“Is there, I asked, “any other man for whom she has a particular fondness?“Not that I know of. Why?I nodded with satisfaction. “In other words, if you were out of the picture, the field would be open. I
16、s that right?“I guess so. What are you getting at?“Nothing , nothing, I said innocently, and took my suitcase out the closet.“Where are you going? asked Petey.“Home for weekend. I threw a few things into the bag.“Listen, he said, clutching my arm eagerly, “while youre home, you couldnt get some money from your old man, could you, and lend it to me so I can
