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...Mortimer replied darkly: ". . . Your . . . letter . . . has been referred to our attorney for his attention." Last week, the oft-sued Lait and Mortimer became plaintiffs themselves: they began suits against the Post for $1,000,000 (half for each author). They had been libeled, said their suits, by Post Labor Columnist Murray Kempton (named a defendant along with Wechsler and three other executives), who had reviewed U.S.A. Confidential under the title "Ordure au Lait." By the title, complained Lait and Mortimer, they had been described as "foul excrement...
...from these dim millions that the columnist gets his response. There's fan mail, of course, but the public is not in a position to know. It's at the Metropolitan Club, from the retired administrator stepping out of a cab, or the head of a Government agency pulling off his coat in the lobby, or the Senator on his way up in the elevator to the bar, that he learns whether his words have hit a mark. A Washington column is the record of conversations among very important persons...
...stately paragraphs graced the editorial page of the New York World. When the Pulitzers sold the paper, he carried his crusader's banner over to the Herald Tribune. With the Roosevelt revolution, Washington really became the capital of the U.S. A columnist who forms opinions must keep in touch. Only in the capital can he find the stamp of authority. Mr. Lippmann moved to the capital...
...sits, and the charming intellectual lady on his left. After dinner there's some leg stretching. The ladies flow into the drawing room, the men find themselves in a small parlor with brandy in glass balloons in their hands. The less important guests listen with discreet appreciation. The columnist gravely nods, occasionally emits in a word or two the voice of reason...
Everything is delightfully off the record. The very important person outlines succinctly a few things he would like the public to know without having to broadcast them himself. They can't come from him. Spontaneously you understand. The columnist's eyebrows bristle with portent. The very important person has finished his brandy. Time to join the ladies. After a short Scotch fizzed with generalities, the wife of the very important person rises to her feet. Once they have gone, there is nothing left to say. As if the house were on fire, the less important guests are handed...