My aunt Pat (BA Hons, Philosophy, McGill, 1951) remembers Irving Layton well, and once told me a story about a cocktail party in the McGill student ghetto around Lorne Crescent. During a general conversation about the New Look (this would be in the fall of 1950), Layton butted in with a passionate statement against women who shave their legs and armpits ... and after 10 minutes of passionate argument, when he had everyone in the group agreeing with him, he reversed course and argued precisely the opposite.