Since the post immediately below is of a somewhat juvenile nature, let Ol’ Uncle Robbo balance things out a bit by offering a double-knock this evening.

I just finished re-reading Thackeray’s Vanity Fair for, I believe, the third time.  I’ve enjoyed it more and more each time, not so much for the Dobbins/Amelia plot which I find tarsome, but for the other major thread.

So, Gentlemen, if given a “choice” (if you know what I mean, and I think you do), which Brit literary femme fatale would you go with:  Rebecca Sharp, Brenda Last, or Pamela Widmerpool?

(Ladies, feel free to weigh in on these three, too!)