Title this ‘The Ersatz Dandy at 85’ still tilting at the ‘Left’: this time it’s Chomsky. Still comically dressed , who imagines himself to be the natural inheritor of the tradition of Brummel and Baudelaire, but totally lacking the aphoristic and dramatic talents of Wilde! Mr. Wolf , the last gasp of a Southern WASP Elite reeking of the stale dusty tomb of Dandyism, celebrated by pitch man Philip Delves Broughton. Because the world remade by the modern prophets of The Free Market Hayek, Mises, Friedman everything is commodified. The once civic actor, of the more than 2000 year old evolution, of a tradition of the shared destiny of the commonwealth, has been supplanted by the Market, in which everyone is an entrepreneur, with something to sell: themselves as thinkers/writers/polemicists pitching a product. Mr. Wolfe resembles Mae West in her Louis Quatorze apartment awash in white and gold, waiting for the last act.