Originally Posted by Alex Linder
I've used it myself, and deserve whipping for it. It's a Buchanan-type conservative formulation that perfectly cameo-izes in a term the conservative mentality. Us real, serious, sophisticated men, reading and writing books about Churchill, the wog-scalder and Hun-tamer, swirling our sifters of brandy.
Funny. In reference to the phrase, I was thinking of the scene from Trading Places where the Duke brothers (Ralph Bellamy/Don Ameche) are sitting in their tony, private Philadelphia club. That's the judeo-take on Buchanan & (ever diminishing) Co., from 1983. Actually, it's worse than that because Buchanan isn't a WASP, he just plays one on TV and angles for Angles and aspirants, such as remain.