Thursday, August 31, 2017

Woodward, Getler, and Seymour Hersh

A little story before I forget the details. I am reminded of it because I'm reading a little book...a little too sure of itself about the relationship between the Press and the Government. It's called 'Spooked" by Nicholas Schou...worth perusing..

Mentioned prominently in it is Michael Getler who I know through Lauren and Tamur whose son Nyal and Max Getler, Michael's grandson are best friends and, of course, I know Michael and his wife through the Park.

Michael served in the US Navy and as a reporter for the Post, and as editor of the Herald Tribune in Paris, and recently as the Ombudsman for the Post and then PBS.

The book identifies Michael as a reporter not captured by the grant of access by government officials.

The characters in the story include Seymour Hersh who has always been my folk hero journalist

He, of course, is best known for exposing the My Lai tragedy in Vietnam, but later for exposing the relationship between the press and the CIA, Abu Grahaib, and posing an entirely different version of the Osama Bin Laden story than the one extant today.




and Bob Woodward 


of Watergate fame lives just behind us on Q street. 

He and Hersh are polar opposites in my limited view. Woodward has always been connected...through Ben Bradlee, editor of the Post and Martha Graham, publisher of the Post...and then his own extensive contacts...but an insider, while Hersh is an outsider. 

Hersh's sources more often, although not exclusively, are middle-level managers, officers, enlisted men, agents...Woodward's are Presidents, Secretaries of Cabinet-level departments.

I don't know either...Bob Woodward, I call an alley acquaintance...I actually know his wife Elsa Walsh somewhat better...she's originally from Marin County in California where we lived in the 70s.

But one day I encountered in the alley Marvin Weissberg's former wife Gloria, who married Michael Nussbaum, and lived next door to the Woodwards. Because she had a dog, I knew her through the Park and on occasions at one of Marvin's parties.

So, coincidentally, we all were in the alley at the same time...why I don't recall..it was just for a moment... and in addition to her dog, Gloria had with her Sy Hersh...who, she later explained to me was a family friend. Michael Nussbaum, Gloria's husband, a plaintiff's lawyer in Washington, represented Sy who was frequently sued because of his stories. Michael and Sy went to law school together in Chicago. He is said to have credited Michael with getting him through law school and convincing him to find another profession other than the law.

So there was this dramatic encounter in the alley in Georgetown between Q street and Cambridge Place between the two best investigative reporters... probably ...maybe ...ever... at least I think so.. Both were polite...they knew each other obviously...but were equally obviously wary... 'knew' includes actually collaborating on aspects of the Watergate story.

Sy Hersh priding himself on his independence...Woodward dependent on high-level sources and special access...Woodward rich from his books and the movie..."All the President's Men"...Sy Hersh...ok financially I suppose, but still going to work every day for writing assignments from the New Yorker and other publications...

I...with Gloria... just observing the encounter and enjoying the dynamics.

Sy Hersh, as well as Woodward, is criticized for relying on unnamed 'anonymous' sources....but it's understandable...

but here is what someone who I also admire says about Hersh: 

David Remnick, the editor of The New Yorker, maintains that he is aware of the identity of all of Hersh's unnamed sources, telling the Columbia Journalism Review that "I know every single source that is in his pieces. ... Every 'retired intelligence officer,' every general with reason to know, and all those phrases that one has to use, alas, by necessity, I say, 'Who is it? What's his interest?' We talk it through."[64]

And Ben Bradlee said later that he wished that he had hired Sy Hersh for the Post.

One of Sy Hersh's best stories is about being scooped by Mike Wallace.

We talked a few minutes in the alley...somehow it got around to the time I worked in the Soviet Union. He wanted to hear more but we never got around to it.



Monday, August 28, 2017

Hurricane Audrey June, 1957

I was in the US Army stationed in New Orleans, La...at that time... serving as the 'aide de camp' to General Norman Vissering Commanding general of the Port of New Orleans.




In June, Hurricane Audrey hit the Louisiana coast and devastated Lake Charles a small town along the coast.

Some images:




General Vissering and I flew over Lake Charles in a military helicopter and observed similar scenes.

Wikipedia describes it.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Favorite opening credits sequences from adult soap operas on television

     

My favorite open title sequence in the adult soap opera genre is the Sorpanos...

....often the creators of these sequences are paid as much as the series creators....                        


Then my favorite became the one from True Detective...  
                    
Now my favorite is The Young Pope...play this one loud...and watch the little ball of fire flow through the paintings on the wall...


But check out the opening sequence of the 2017 season of Homeland. Interspersed are excerpts from the poem by Gill Scott Heron..The Revolution will not be televised.

Here is the first Homeland episode in season 6 ..take the time to wade through the ads and the review of last season to see the opening credits and note the interspersed segments of the poem throughout...they are powerful.

Saturday, February 25, 2017

A Good Ole Boy


Yesterday, while playing golf, Michael Higgins told Gene Kilby and I the joke their former 'good ole boy' partner used to tell.

Katherine doesn't like the term 'Good Ole Boy', because, in defense of something terribly gauche I've done, I sometimes say: "I'm sorry, but, I'm just a 'good ole boy'."

The term means many things to many people...to some it's a positive term meaning more or less what it says literally...a loyal, 'family' man, who has good moral values....to others it's a term to describe a member of a clique of close friends...'good ole' boys'...to others it's pejorative meaning a hick of limited experience and evident xenophobia ...to others a 'redneck'...

Here's how one redneck describes himself:

"A true redneck don't give a shit about nothing but putting food on the table, working, and getting drunk. A man ain't got a job and can't provide for himself can go to hell as far as I care."

So the joke goes:

Four good old boys, Arlo Goodwin, Buddy Branch, Johnny Rocket Davis, and James Welford were playing golf and Buddy died on the spot at the 14th hole of a heart attack. The other three who didn't want to miss playing the remainder of the round,  propped him up in the cart using a couple of old bungee cords in Johnny Rocker's bag.

When they finished up the round, they discussed who would tell Buddy's wife, Mary Elizabeth. Arlo was nominated because he probably had the most compassion, empathy, and charm...Arlo managed his restaurant during the week, coached little league on Saturday, taught bible school on Sunday morning and played golf with his buddies on Sunday afternoon.

On the trip over to Buddy's house with Buddy in the trunk, Arlo rehearsed what he would say to Mary Elizabeth.

When they got to the house, Arlo knocked on the door and when Mary Elizabeth opened the door, he said: 

"Widow Branch"

and Mary Elizabeth said: "Arlo, what's the matter with you, I ain't no widow"

"Bullshiiiit" ... Arlo responded.







Thursday, February 16, 2017

Connections and Juxtapositions..The Boker Doyle Trail


Connections and Juxtapositions


I love remote connections and odd placements of events.

Tim Wiener... who recently op-eded about Trump and earlier last last year about James Comey and his decision to 'reopen' the email investigation concerning Hillary Clinton...  is the author of a brutal history of the CIA titled Legacy of Ashes...make yourself read it.

I share with Tim his deep distrust of our principal national security agencies such as the FBI, the CIA, and NSA.

Tim is a friend of Lauren and Tamur's and married to Kate Doyle. The friendship arose from Lauren's association with the Kate and the other 3 Doyle sisters...4 remarkable women...it all began at Columbia and Barnard in New York...a  hotbed of anarchy and nihilism. Kate has worked for years for the National Security Archive in Washington where she has identified nefarious covert activities by US intelligence agencies in Latin America.

Nan or Kate Doyle invited Lauren to visit Fisher's Island where the sisters have houses separate but close to their parents whose house overlooks Hay Harbour.

Soon thereafter Lauren convinced Katherine and me and others to vacation on Fisher's Island. We rented a house together with her and Tamur and family right around the corner from the Doyle sisters.

While walking on the beach with Beau our golden retriever, Katherine encountered the island physician and quickly learned that she and Chris ...and Tamur...were classmates at Columbia Medical School.

That meeting led to Chris taking over for her when she left the island for vacations, and then, when she left for good, being invited by the island to become the permanent island physician which he remains as to this day. 

Chris' house is on a hill that, if the woods weren't so thick, would enable him to see the Doyle sister's houses.

Katherine and I have a favorite walk on the island named the Boker Doyle Trail. It is on land donated by Boker Doyle.. the father of the Doyle sisters... to a island nature conservancy.

Recently Katherine and Boker exchanged written notes...Katherine prefers them to emails or texts...in which she expressed her appreciation of the trail and Boker acknowledging her note and explaining how his bequest was decided upon.

And because Chris was clever enough to include membership in the Island Club as part of his contract and to invite Tripp, James, and me ...and others...to play, we have access to one of the most beautiful golf courses in the country.




Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Democracy is a means of public communications not governance

Democracy is a means of public communications, not governance Nation states that call themselves 'democracies' aren't necessaril...