Being a con man doesn’t necessarily preclude having conservative tastes. In fact, since the devil uses the guise of virtue to spread evil in the world, it makes perfect sense for a grifter to don the vestments of the establishment.
Men’s Journal recently ran a fascinating piece about a writer’s father who had passed away at the age of 95, having never had a bank account or credit card. Somewhere along the way he picked up the taste for Ivy attire, which was distinctive enough among his peers to earn him a nickname:
My father’s life was devoted to the pursuit of money, which is an odd thing to say about a man who was so disdainful of it that when he actually had it he couldn’t get rid of it fast enough. He never spent it on himself, though, except every 20 years or so to buy a new navy blazer with brass buttons from J. Press Clothiers in New Haven. My father always dressed shabby Ivy League, like an absentminded professor, which was part of his con. His cronies even called him “Ivy League.”
Check out the piece here. After reading it, I have newfound appreciation for my own father’s dullness.
Our next post will look at a man whose business was catching con men. — CC