Bam! … Biff! … Pow! – Look out! Here he comes … It’s Tom! Dapper Tom Wolfe in tailored pin-stripes! Black stripes on white, you notice, not the other way round. Ass-backward in fact – that’s Tom, turning the world upside down and inside out and setting it write again!
Crack! There goes Bellow, knocked for a loop! Who’s that sprawling on the ropes? … Could it be? … Yes! Poor old Norman, all puffed out! What a rout! it’s bedlam here! Stars flickering and flashing and fading – Oh! the dying lights! And Tom, Dapper Tom, his wizened young face shining over it all. Dapper Tom with the face of a wise child, leaning on his slender cane, beaming down on all this bedlam, waving his cane over all like a conjurer, splashing ink on the walls – What a tremendous scene! Just look at the dripping walls … The writing …
This is it! The writer with The Right Stuff! Just look at it! What a rush! 400 pages – a quadruple century – and more!! There’s stuff left over!!! The stuff runneth over!!!! Take that Roth! … Zap! … Zonk! … Heads up! There goes Singer, zinged right out of the ring – No contest!