This context should be included in any English class literary canon that uncritically reveres these two men (although, in truth, it makes me kind of sad that Fitzgerald would fall for the misogynistic bluster of Hemingways depressive mask).
But the account is of Hemingway compassionately reassuring his friend, who was scorned by a woman on account of his dick size, that he is adequate. I don’t really get how that is misogynistic or depressive. Also, there doesn’t seem to be any dick measuring in the story, just Hemingway having a look. Bluster indeed.
