The fact that I can’t seem to form an opinion on this topic troubles me slightly. Is there something (other than the obvious) wrong with me? Am I ‘too nice’ to even have a conviction? Most of my firsthand experiences came at a time when pubic topiary was a rarity so the state of nature seems pretty normal to me. I have encountered a few who were trimmed or waxed and it struck me as interesting and novel but not compelling. Generally, I’m just happy to have the opportunity to play. The length of the grass on the field is so trivial it doesn’t warrant much discussion. Please note that no slight is intended to those partisans who are willing to fight and die over the issue; I just don’t feel it.
— Slartibartfast, commenting on the post “Wise Guys: What’s the Appeal of Bare Down There?”