—Lori Rackl, "Nature or nurture?," Chicago Sun Times, September 19, 2007
I get the idea: You cater to Americans who are richer, dumber and, more important, lazier than they ever have been. You charge them 600 bucks and up per night to put them up in frame tents with king-size beds, fine imported linens, electricity and phones, deluxe chef-prepared meals — and even their own "camping butler."
That'd be me.
The camping butler's job, from what I can tell, is to cater to the every need of his assigned glampers — anything from turning down the beds at night to driving a herd of elk through the campsite for up-close digital photo opportunities.
—Ron Judd, "Sign me up as a Montana `camping butler'," Seattle Times, September 11, 2007
—Susan Ward Davies, "Know before you go," The Guardian, February 19, 2005