Netherland Crevice

"He stood for a second, dipped his knees slightly--something my father always did when his underwear got stuck in some netherland crevice, instructing me, a mere boy, that this was the more civilized alternative to manual extrication, that boorish hobby of the underprivileged and insane--and then sat down again in the black and ivory barber chair, refreshed and jacketless, his steel-drum chest eliminating any slight pleat or wrinkle from the muted blue shirt he was wearing." (61)

Our hero, David Bell, describing both boss and father in one elastic motion. From Americana, by Don DeLillo. London: Penguin Books, 1990 [1971]. An interesting note about generational clothing practice as exercised by strong-willed midcentury New York types.