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ShowPlug2: At least 16 dead in Norwegian terror bombing, shootings; police believe it's domestic, one man, unconnected to Middle East.
ShowPlug3: Not-so-smart ALEC; shadowy state legislation factory reveals too much in set-to w/our guest John Nichols of @TheNation
ShowPlug4: Murdoch paper reports subpoenas being readied to serve on Murdoch papers. Cameron calls out James. @JohnWDean analyzes
ShowPlug5: Thurber's "File And Forget," plus in worsts, Sen. Franken crushes Family Research Council homophobe's misquote of data, and...
ShowPlugLast: Billo: no free birth control because many "who get pregnant are blasted out of their minds when they have sex." Um Mrs. Billo?
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'Walking on the Ceiling', Craig Crawford
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Attack on students in Norway
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'Stealth Corporate Influence', John Nichols
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Worst Persons: Don Yonts, Bill O'Reilly, Tom Minnery
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Fridays with Thurber: File And Forget
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Worst Persons:
Here are Countdown's top three nominees for today's Worst Person In The Worrrrld.
The bronze, to Don Yonts, of Gilbert, Arizona.
He is one of a group of morons writing letters of complaint -- his went to the newspaper "The Arizona Republic." He's angry at what local weathermen have been calling the mile-high dust storms that sweep through the state -- one as recently as two weeks ago.
"I am insulted that local TV news crews are now calling this kind of storm a haboob. How do they think our soldiers feel coming back to Arizona and hearing some Middle Eastern term?"
I dunno.
How do they feel about Shish-Kebab? Or Hummus? Or Algebra. Zero. Tariff. Talc. And... Alcohol.
Our runner-up: Billo the Combover.
The man who once blamed a murdered 18-year old girl for her own rape and death, because she was wearing a mini-skirt and a halter top and was thus asking for it, has now reacted to a proposal to provide low-cost or free birth control for all women who request it.
"Many women who get pregnant are blasted out of their minds when they have sex. They're not going to use birth control anyway."
Well, I assume he's speaking from experience there.
But our winner: Tom Minnery, the executive director of Citizen-Link, one of the front groups for the frauds from "Focus On The Family."
Mr. Minnery testified to the Senate Judiciary Committee in defense of the infamous "Defense Of Marriage Act," and trotted out his group's usual homophobia and fraudulent research. And that's when Senator Al Franken eviscerated him.
Tom Minnery of Focus On The Family... Who'll be back in the office after he returns from the cleaners Senator Franken took him to...
Today's Worst Person In The World.
Fridays with Thurber:
File And Forget
I want to thank my secretary, Miss Ellen Bagley, for putting the following letters in order. I was not up to the task myself, for reasons that will, I think, become clear to the reader.
J.T.
WEST CORNWALL, CONN.NOVEMBER 2, 1949Miss Alma Winege,
The Charteriss Publishing Co.,
132 East What Street,
New York, N.Y.
DEAR MISS WINEGE:
Your letter of October 25th, which you sent to me in care of The Homestead, Hot Springs, Ark., has been forwarded to my home in West Cornwall, Conn., by The Homestead, Hot Springs, Va. As you know, Mrs. Thurber and I sometimes visit this Virginia resort, but we haven't been there for more than a year. Your company, in the great tradition of publishers, has sent so many letters to me at Hot Springs, Ark., that the postmaster there has simply taken to sending them on to the right address, or what would be the right address if I were there. I explained to Mr. Cluffman, and also to Miss Lexy, when I last called at your offices, that all mail was to be sent to me at West Cornwall until further notice. If and when I go to The Homestead, I will let you know in advance. Meanwhile, I suggest that you remove from your files all addresses of mine except the West Cornwall one. Another publishing firm recently sent a letter to me at 65 West 11th Street, an address I vacated in the summer of 1930. It would not come as a surprise to me if your firm, or some other publishers, wrote me in care of my mother at 568 Oak Street, Columbus, Ohio. I was thirteen years old when we lived there, back in 1908.
As for the contents of your letter of the 25th, I did not order thirty-six copies of Peggy Peckham's book, "Grandma Was a Nudist." I trust that you have not shipped these books to me in care of The Homestead, Hot Springs, Ark., or anywhere else.
Sincerely yours,J. THURBER
P.S. Margaret Peckham, by the way, is not the author of this book. She is the distinguished New York psychiatrist whose "The Implications of Nudism" was published a couple of years ago. She never calls herself Peggy.
J.T.
WEST CORNWALL, CONN.NOVEMBER 3, 1949Miss Alma Winege,
The Charteriss Publishing Co.,
132 East What Street,
New York, N.Y.
DEAR MISS WINEGE:
In this morning's mail I received a card from the Grand Central branch of the New York Post Office informing me that a package of books had been delivered to me at 410 East 57th Street. The branch office is holding the package for further postage, which runs to a considerable amount. I am enclosing the notification card, since these must be the thirty-six copies of "Grandma Was a Nudist." I have not lived at 410 East 57th Street since the fall of 1944. Please see to it that this address is removed from your files, along with The Homestead address.
Whoever ordered these books, if anyone actually did, probably wonders where they are.
Sincerely yours,J. THURBER
THE CHARTERISS PUBLISHING COMPANYNEW YORK, N.Y.
November 5, 1949Mr. James M. Thurber,
West Cornwall, Conn.
DEAR MR. THURBER:
I am dreadfully sorry about the mixup over Miss Peckham's book. We have been pretty much upset around here since the departure of Mr. Peterson and Mr. West, and several new girls came to us with the advent of Mr. Jordan. They have not yet got their "sea legs," I am afraid, but I still cannot understand from what file our shipping department got your address as 165 West 11th Street. I have removed the 57th Street address from the files and also the Arkansas address and I trust that we will not disturb your tranquillity further up there in Cornwall. It must be lovely this time of year in Virginia and I envy you and Mrs. Thurber. Have a lovely time at The Homestead.
Sincerely yours,ALMA WINEGE
P.S. What you had to say about "Grandma" amused us all.
A. W.
COLUMBUS, OHIONOVEMBER 16, 1949
DEAR MR. THURBER:
I have decided to come right out with the little problem that was accidentally dumped in my lap yesterday. I hope you will forgive me for what happened, and perhaps you can suggest what I should do with the books. There are three dozen of them and, unfortunately, they arrived when my little son Donald was alone downstairs. By the time I found out about the books, he had torn off the wrappings and had built a cute little house out of them. I have placed them all on a shelf out of his reach while awaiting word as to where to send them. I presume I could ship them to you C.O.D. if I can get somebody to wrap them properly.
I heard from old Mrs. Winston next door that you and your family lived here at 568 Oak Street. She remembers you and your brothers as cute little tykes who were very noisy and raised rabbits and guinea pigs. She says your mother was a wonderful cook. I am sorry about Donald opening the books and I hope you will forgive him.
Sincerely yours,CLARA EDWARDS(Mrs. J. C.)
WEST CORNWALL, CONN.NOVEMBER 19, 1949Mr. Leon Charteriss,
The Charteriss Publishing Co.,
132 East What Street,
New York, N.Y.
DEAR MR. CHARTERISS:
I am enclosing a letter from a Mrs. J. C. Edwards, of Columbus, Ohio, in the fervent hope that you will do something to stop this insane flux of books. I never ordered these books. I have not read "Grandma Was a Nudist." I do not intend to read it. I want something done to get these volumes off my trail and cut out of my consciousness.
I have written Miss Winege about the situation, but I am afraid to take it up with her again, because she might send them to me in care of the Department of Journalism at Ohio State University, where I was a student more than thirty years ago.
Sincerely yours,J. THURBER
P.S. I never use my middle initial, but your firm seems to think it is "M." It is not.
J.T.
THE CHARTERISS PUBLISHING COMPANYNEW YORK, N. Y.
NOVEMBER 23, 1949Mr. James Thurber,
West Cornwall, Conn.
DEAR MR. THURBER:
Mr. Charteriss has flown to California on a business trip and will be gone for several weeks. His secretary has turned your letter of the 19th over to me. I have asked Mr. Cluffman to write to Miss Clara Edwards in Columbus and arrange for the reshipment of the thirty-six copies of "Grandma Was a Nudist."
I find, in consulting the records, that you have three times ordered copies of your own book, "Thurber's Ark," to be shipped to you at West Cornwall, at the usual discount rate of forty per cent. I take it that what you really wanted was thirty-six copies of your own book and they are being sent out to you today with our regrets for the discomfit we have caused you. I hope you will be a little patient with us during this so trying period of reorganization.
Cordially yours,JEANNETTE GAINESStock Order Dept.
P.S. You will be happy to know that we have traced down the gentleman who ordered those copies of "Grandma."
WEST CORNWALL, CONN.NOVEMBER 2, 1949Mr. Henry Johnson,
The Charteriss Publishing Co.,
132 East What Street,
New York, N.Y.
DEAR HARRY:
Since the reorganization at Charteriss, I have the forlorn and depressing feeling that I no longer know anybody down there except you. I know that this immediate problem of mine is not in your field, but I turn to you as a last resource. What I want, or rather what I don't want, is simple enough, Harry. God knows it is simple.
I don't want any more copies of my book. I don't want any more copies of my book. I don't want any more copies of my book.
As ever,JIM
P.S. It has just occurred to me that I haven't seen you for more than two years. Let's have a drink one of these days. I'll give you a ring the next time I'm in the city.
J.T.
THE CHARTERISS PUBLISHING COMPANYNEW YORK, N.Y.
NOVEMBER 26, 1949Mr. James Grover Thurber
Cornwall, Conn.
DEAR JIM THURBER:
I haven't had the pleasure of meeting you since I had the great good luck to join forces with Charteriss, but I look foward to our meeting with a high heart. Please let me know the next time you are in the city, as I should like to wine and dine you and perhaps discuss the new book that I feel confident you have in you. If you don't want to talk shop, we can discuss the record of our mutual football team. You were at Northwestern some years ahead of my time, I believe; but I want you to know that they still talk about Jimmy Thurber out there.
Your letter to Harry Johnson has just come to my attention, and I regret to say that Harry is no longer with us. He went to Simon and Schuster in the summer of 1948. I want you to feel, however, that every single one of us here is your friend, willing and eager to drop everything to do your slightest bidding. All of us feel very deeply about your having turned against your book "Thurber's Ark." I note that in your present mood you have the feeling that you never want to see it again. Well, Jim, let me assure you that this is just a passing fancy, derived from a moment of depression. When you put in your last order for thirty-six copies, you must surely have had some definite use for them, and I am banking on twenty years' experience in the book-publishing game when I take the liberty of sending these twenty books off to you today. There is one thing I am something of an expert at, if I do say so myself, and that is the understanding of the "creative spirit."
We have a new system here, which is to send out authors not ten free copies, as of old, but fifteen. Therefore, five of the thirty-six copies will reach you with our compliments. The proper deductions will be made on the record.
Don't forget our dinner date.
Cordially,CLINT JORDAN
P.S. I approve of your decision to resume the use of your middle name. It gives a book dignity and flavor to use all three names. I think it was old Willa Cather who started the new trend, when she dropped the Seibert.
C. J.
THE CHARTERISS PUBLISHING COMPANYNEW YORK, N.Y.
DECEMBER 13, 1949
DEAR THURBER:
Just back at the old desk after a trip to California and a visit with my mother, who is eighty-nine now but as chipper as ever. She would make a swell Profile. Ask me about her someday.
Need I say I was delighted to hear from the staff when I got back about your keen interest in "Grandma Was a Nudist"? The book has been moving beautifully and its ceiling has gone sky-high. We're planning a brief new advertising campaign and I'd be tickled pink if you would be good enough to bat out a blurb for us.
Yours,LEON
THE CHARTERISS PUBLISHING COMPANYNEW YORK, N.Y.
DECEMBER 15, 1949Mr. James M. Thurber,
West Cornwall, Conn.
DEAR MR. THURBER:
I hope you will forgive me -- indeed, all of us -- for having inexcusably mislaid the address of the lady to whom the thirty-six copies of "Grandma Was a Nudist" were sent by mistake. I understand that we have already dispatched to you at your home another thirty-six volumes of that book.
My apologies again.
Sincerely yours,H. F. CLUFFMAN
WEST CORNWALL, CONN.DECEMBER 19, 1949Mr. H. F. Cluffman,
The Charteriss Publishing Co.,
132 East What Street,
New York, N.Y.
DEAR MR. CLUFFMAN:
The lady's name is Mrs. J. C. Edwards, and she lives at 568 Oak Street, Columbus, Ohio.
I have explained as clearly as I could in previous letters that I did not order thirty-six copies of "Grandma Was a Nudist." If you have actually shipped to me another thirty-six copies of this book, it will make a total of seventy-two copies, none of which I will pay for. The thirty-six copies of "Thurber's Ark" that Mr. Jordan has written me he intends to send to West Cornwall would bring up to one hundred and eight the total number of books that your firm, by a conspiracy of confusion unique even in the case of publishers, has mistakenly charged to my account. You may advise Mr. Jordan that I do not wish to receive the five free copies he mentioned in his letter.
If your entire staff of employees went back to Leslie's Weekly, where they belong, it would set my mind at rest.
Sincerely yours,J. THURBER
P.S. I notice that you use only my middle initial, "M." Mr. Jordan and I -- or was it Mr. Charteriss? -- have decided to resume the use of the full name, which is Murfreesboro.
J.T.
WEST CORNWALL, CONN.DECEMBER 27, 1949Mr. Leon Charteriss,
The Charteriss Publishing Co.,
132 East What Street,
New York, N.Y.
DEAR MR. CHARTERISS:
I am sure you will be sorry to learn that Mr. Thurber has had one of his spells as a result of the multiplication of books and misunderstanding that began with Miss Alma Winege's letter of October 25, 1949. Those of us around Mr. Thurber are greatly disturbed by the unfortunate circumstances that have caused him to give up writing, at least temporarily, just after he had resumed work following a long fallow period.
Thirty-six copies of Mr. Thurber's book and thirty-six copies of "Grandma Was a Nudist" have arrived at his home here, and he has asked me to advise you that he intends to burn all seventy-two. West Cornwall is scarcely the community for such a demonstration -- he proposes to burn them in the middle of U.S. Highway No. 7 -- since the town regards with a certain suspicion any writer who has not won a Pulitzer Prize. I am enclosing copies of all the correspondence between your company and Mr. Thurber, in the hope that someone connected with your firm will read it with proper care and intelligence and straighten out this deplorable and inexcusable situation.
Mr. Thurber wishes me to tell you that he does not want to hear from any of you again.
Sincerely yours,ELLEN BAGLEYSecretary to Mr. Thurber
THE CHARTERISS PUBLISHING COMPANYNEW YORK, N.Y.
DECEMBER 28, 1949Mr. James Murfreesboro Thurber
72 West,
Cornwall, Conn.
DEAR MR. THURBER:
I have at hand your letter of December 19th, the opening paragraph of which puzzles me. You send me the following address -- Mrs. J. C. Edwards, 568 Oak Street, Columbus, Ohio -- but it is not clear what use you wish me to make of this. I would greatly appreciate it if you would clear up this small matter for me.
Sincerely yours,H. F. CLUFFMAN
P.S. Leslie's Weekly ceased publication many years ago. I could obtain the exact date if you so desire.
H. F. C.
THE CHARTERISS PUBLISHING COMPANYNEW YORK, N.Y.
DECEMBER 29, 1949Mr. James M. Thurber,
West Cornwall, Conn.
DEAR MR. THURBER:
You will be sorry to hear that Mr. Charteriss was taken suddenly ill with a virus infection. His doctor believes that he lost his immunity during his visit to the West Coast. He is now in the hospital, but his condition is not serious.
Since the departure of Miss Gaines, who was married last week, I have taken over the Stock Order Department for the time being. I did not take the liberty of reading your enclosures in the letter to Mr. Charteriss, but sent them directly to him at the hospital. I am sure that he will be greatly cheered up by them when he is well enough to read. Meanwhile, I want you to know that you can repose all confidence in the Stock Order Department to look after your needs, whatever they may be.
Sincerely yours,GLADYS MacLEAN
P.S. I learned from Mr. Jordan that you were a friend of Willa Cather's. Exciting!
COLUMBUS, OHIOJANUARY 3, 1950
DEAR JAMIE:
I don't understand the clipping from the Lakeville Journal Helen's mother sent me, about someone burning all those books of yours in the street. I never heard of such a thing, and don't understand how they could have taken the books without your knowing it, or what you were doing with so many copies of the novel about the naked grandmother. Imagine, at her age! She couldn't carry on like that in Columbus, let me tell you. Why, when I was a girl, you didn't dare walk with a man after sunset, unless he was your husband, and even then there was talk.
It's a good thing that state policeman came along in time to save most of the books from being completely ruined, and you must be thankful for the note Mr. Jordan put in one of the books, for the policeman would never have known who they belonged to if he hadn't found it.
A Mrs. Edwards phoned this morning and said that her son Donald collects your books and wants to send them to you -- to be autographed, I suppose. Her son has dozens of your books and I told her you simply wouldn't have time to sign all of them, and she said she didn't care what you did with them. And then she said they weren't your books at all, and so I just hung up on her.
Be sure to bundle up when you go out.
With love,MOTHER
P.S. This Mrs. Edwards says she lives at 568 Oak Street. I told her we used to live there and she said God knows she was aware of that. I don't know what she meant. I was afraid this little boy would send you all those books to sign and so I told his mother that you and Helen were at The Homestead, in Hot Springs. You don't suppose she would send them there, do you?
And here, gentle reader, I know you will be glad to leave all of us.