Letters of Note (via TDW) says that long before the days of OxiClean and stains sticks, John Lennon raged at whoever did his laundry for turning his crisp white shirt into a shade of yellah. Before the laundress could throw the blame at Mrs. Yoko Ono Lennon, John let it be known that this is impossible since “Orientals” don’t spit out as much sweat as everybody else.
Since my abuelita called me a “chinito” for years the “Oriental” thing doesn’t really bother me, but this is the first I’m hearing about Asians having the sweat glands of a cat! Interesting. So John is telling me that if an Asian did jumping jacks in a hot sauna while reading an audit letter from the IRS, they would barely get wet? Hmmm. Well, I obviously didn’t inherit that shit since I sometimes sweat like a sober call girl around Charlie Sheen. I don’t mind, though. Sweat is nature’s lube (after saliva, of course).