Stodghill Says So

An opinionated posting on a variety of subjects by a former newspaper reporter and columnist whose daily column was named best in Indiana by UPI. The Blog title is that used in his high school sports predictions for the Muncie Evening Press.

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At the age of 18 I was a 4th Infantry Division rifleman in the invasion of Normandy, then later was called back for the Korean War. Put in a couple of years as a Pinkerton detective. Much of my life was spent as a newspaper reporter, sports writer and daily columnist. Published three books on high school sports in Ohio and Indiana. I write mystery fiction for Alfred Hitchcock Mystery Magazine and others. Three books, Normandy 1944 - A Young Rifleman's War, The Hoosier Hot Shots, and From Devout Catholic to Communist Agitator are now available from Amazon, Barnes & Noble and other booksellers. So are four collections of short mysteries: Jack Eddy Stories Volumes 1 and 2, Midland Murders, and The Rough Old Stuff From Mike Shayne Mystery Magazine.

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Thursday, December 27, 2007

The smell of a good man

After reading a story in an Irish newspaper this morning I'm next door to being in a state of shock. Men, it says, spend more time in front of a mirror than women. They have hair removed from their chests and legs by laser. They get nose jobs. They have their bodies waxed. They use a wide selection of creams and lotions. They not only wear perfume but have several varieties because who would want to smell the same at a football game and a dance?
They don't say perfume, they say scent, but a rose by any other name . . .
It seems I'm even more outdated than I thought. In my heyday back in the 20th century men weren't supposed to smell at all and certainly not like they just stepped out of a Parisian bordello. The fragrance of sweat after a hard day's work was acceptable until there was time for a shower. Hair on your chest and legs were symbols of pride, of masculinity. Tilting a burning candle was the only way you might get waxed.
The Irish Independent is one of the best newspapers from around the world that I read on a regular if not daily basis but this time I hope it missed the mark. That's possible because all the men quoted were either male models or American movie actors. Somehow I don't believe the average Irishman goes around smelling like a Dublin streetwalker and I seriously doubt that he has his chest and legs lasered. Most of them, I'll wager, are quite content with their own nose. As for a wax job, the mind revolts.
But I wonder how women feel about all this? When they get together for a hot date do they sometimes say, "Oh, Dah-ling, you'll have to go home and shower because our perfumes clash?" Do they compare shaved and lasered legs?
If someone asks me, which they probably won't, I will tell them I hate perfume on both males and females. There used to be a woman in our building who apparently bathed in Eau de Swampwater because an elevator ride with her left me gasping for breath. As bad as that was, being close to a perfumed man is worse. Maybe American men are lagging behind the trend because I seldom smell anything when I'm near one. But if wearing perfume is the wave of the future for guys, I'm glad I'm not young anymore.


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