I like her sloppy. While her well-groomed — in other words, square — classmates were listening to Pat Boone and Patti Page, she was at the local jazz club, groovin' to Miles
, Monk and Coltrane
. While her classmates were struggling to make it through an issue of Reader's Digest
, she was the only woman on campus who can freely quote Henry Miller. She may be sloppy, but she fits deeply into my idea of paradise. Servo's argument:
I like her clean, 'cause it just shows that she wants to change the system from within. Sure she's a seething cauldron of passion, but she wears clean underpants, and she knows where her shirt is in the morning. Call her what you will — a Scoop Jackson democrat or a Jacob Javits republican — either way, she's the stuff that dreams are made of. Joel's verdict:
Both of these issues are complex, and there are no easy answers, but Crow's right.
Servo then argues against Joel's verdict, stating that the subject of cleanliness and grooming is important to him, and proposes a more effective way to resolve the issue:
"A spitting contest!"