Some have some small flaw that keeps me from putting them in Pile B.
There's even a vinyl LP of the soundtrack, whose sleeve tells us that the libertine's brutish sidekick is called Pile Driver, and the clown, Poof, is Pile Driver's "bottom-boy".
When such is the place and such the inhabitants, we cannot easily conceive PEACE sitting in Pile-street.
Paula Guran on Dear Wall Street Journal: The Slush Pile is NOT Dead.