I Give It A "D"

This entry in Hendrik Hertzberg's New Yorker blog has him taking a stultifyingly cliched Frank Rich piece on South Pacific (guess what--we've come a long way on race but still have far to go) and adding his own foolish take (Obama elected=happier world). But that is to be expected. This I didn't expect:

My parents and most of their politically radical, culturally snooty friends, who were in their twenties or early thirties when Pearl Harbor put the class struggle on the back burner, used to dismiss Rogers and Hammerstein as purveyors of cornball populism. They preferred the tangy, gin-flavored sophistication of Rogers and Hart.

You know who I dismiss? People who can't spell Richard Rodgers' surname.