Mickey Cohen in Senate Racket Probe; Drysdale Throws Shutout, March 25, 1959

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At first, I thought this would be great for my lead art …

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… next, I thought this would be even better…


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… but "Nancy" wins. Ernie Bushmiller’s comic is usually timeless, but here’s a rare topical reference to the blacklists. 

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No smog today.

Revolt against Red China spreads across Tibet … Gen. Curtis E. Lemay warns that the U.S. has a fleet of 1,000 bombers carrying nuclear weapons in the event of a world crisis … A man is accused of strangling his estranged wife when she rejected his attempts at reconciliation … Pope John XXIII gets 12 motorcycles during a papal audience with world motorcycle champions … Elizabeth Ann Duncan, convicted in a plot to kill her daughter-in-law, is deemed legally sane. She will become the fourth woman to be executed in California.

Mickey Cohen and Fred Sica take the 5th Amendment during a Senate investigation into the alleged shakedown of a cigarette machine company. Look for Fred Otash!

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Mickey Cohen, Part 1
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Mickey Cohen, Part 2
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Why it’s "Moon Mullins," which used to appear on the cover of the Chicago Tribune’s sports section.
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The Dodgers clinch deals with Don Drysdale, Sandy Koufax and Johnny Podres as starters. Clem Labine and Johnny Klippstein "are set for bullpen duty," The Times says.   
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Found on EBay — Bullock’s

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This sweater from Bullock’s has been listed on EBay. The Buy It Now price is $48.

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Matt Weinstock — March 24, 1959




Time to Get Off?

Matt_weinstockdAl
Ball, aircraft plant supervisor and part-time desert wanderer, has been
ruminating about the future of sky travel and he isn’t sure people are
quite ready for it.

Planes now go more than 1,000 mph. Clearly
the time is near when they’ll fly the equivalent of several times
around the earth in 24 hours.

This could be confusing. For one
thing, such speeds would knock the international date line into
smithereens. A baby born, say, March 24 and bundled into a jet could
conceivably land on the other side of the world a day or two before its
birth date. Or a man could commit a murder in Paris and be in San Luis Obispo before it happened, with a formidable alibi.

Perhaps now is the time for all good men to stand up and shout, "Stop the earth! I want to get off!"

::

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ON THE OTHER
hand, let’s just figure that we’re lucky to be here. A researcher at the UC
campus at Riverside came upon this headline in Sunset magazine for
February 1917: "Is Los Angeles Worth Defending? Congress, the Navy and
General Staff Say No."

::


A NOTE FROM

a parent came into an elementary school stating, "Please excuse Johnnie
for being absent this morning — he had a hole in his head."

A
phone call to the home revealed Johnnie had bumped into a clothes dryer
door, cutting his head. The family arrived only recently from Europe
and English is still a foreign language to them.

::

SUSPECT ETIQUETTE

His conduct is impeccable
At cocktails and at dinner
But later, if she’s neckable,
She finds he’s no beginner.

–EDITH OGUTSCH

::


1959_0324_mirror_comicsTHE DESSERT at
a luxurious literary luncheon the other day was Baked Alaska and,
inevitably, John Cornell reports, someone demanded equal time and
inquired, "Hey, how about Baked Hawaii?"

::


QUOTE & UNQUOTE —

That was a very sly togetherness line in "Maverick" Sunday where Bart
registered at a hotel. As he was handed the key he asked, "Which room?"
"Just any one," the clerk replied. "That key fits them all" … Tony Tichenor
, 6, informed his parents he’d learned how to play Truth or
Consequences at school but didn’t like it very much. "They asked my
name," he said, "and I missed" … A girl named Portia, noted for her
lack of a sense of direction, remarked, "I thought I was driving west
and I knew I should be driving east but I was on Wilton Place and it
runs north and south!"

::


MOST OF US
, as we sit brooding and meditating, failt to realize how fast tempus fugits.

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The name "Hoover Junior High School" came up in the KNXT publicity office and a secretary named Toby asked, "J. Edgar?"

"No," Virgil Mitchell replied, "Herbert." He shook his head sadly then realized Toby is only 21.

::


AT RANDOM

— In checking the archives for material to dramatize its membership
drive, YWCA ladies came upon an incident in 1891 when a man was asked
to speak on the organization’s future. "It’s impossible to tell what
one woman will do tomorrow," he said, "much less an association of
them." Well, phooey on him. The YWCA now has 3,000,000 members … A
Hill Street bon vivant named Chuck was telling friends about taking a
lady friend to dinner and the large check he paid and he remarked, "She
romped through that menu like eating was going out of style at
midnight!" … Another man refused to renew his Dodger season tickets
because last year he asked for four on the first-base line and got them
on the third-base line … Positively no Mother’s Day jokes about
Elizabeth Duncan. 

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Paul Coates — Confidential File, March 24, 1959




Confidential File

Educator Bans Students on TV

Paul_coatesDr. George Armacost is president of the University of Redlands.

Until yesterday, I looked upon the gentleman as I would upon the
president of any American university — with a certain amount of awe
and a definite amount of respect. I see educators as front-line
fighters defending the freedom of thought and expression.

I don’t see Dr. Armacost that way anymore.

He did a rather remarkable thing yesterday. He threatened to summarily
expel two of his students if they appeared on television to help
impress upon you the frightening dangers of a scientifically unexplored
drug called peyote, accused "accomplice" in the death of a University
of Redlands student last week.

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I was shocked recently to learn that peyote can be purchased in many
areas of the United States. I even ordered some through the mail and
turned it over to the Los Angeles County Sheriff’s Department.

This was part of the story I wanted to tell. Dr. Armacost could have helped, but he refused.

There were no legal nor moral factors involved in his decision.

It was an arbitrary one. An angry one.

"My own feeling," Dr. Armacost told me brusquely, "is that we’ve had too much publicity already."

He referred, of course, to Page 1 newspaper headlines last Wednesday
which spotlighted the death of Michael Hawks, 18, whose genius for
advanced biochemistry apparently led him to flirt –fatally as it
turned out — with peyote and other exotic drugs.

Dr. Armacost took exception to what he called newspaper sensationalism.

The facts, he charged, were twisted.

I asked Dr. Armacost for permission to interview two of Michael Hawks’
classmates on my television program. I asked permission to "untwist"
the facts, if they had, indeed, been twisted.

One of Michael Hawks’ classmates was Richard Lanham.

I talked to Richard’s mother after hearing that her son had been threatened with expulsion for rendering a public service.

"Is it true?" I asked her.

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"Yes," she answered quickly. "Dr. Armacost said that if Richard
appeared on the show he might just as well not come back to school.

"He was very emphatic. But why don’t you check with him? I’m sure he’ll tell you the same thing."

I did. And he did.

I asked him if he believed himself within his rights to expel a student
for participating in off-campus activities, presuming their propriety,
and whether he considered his stand a legal one.

"We have a right to admit those students we feel are willing to
cooperate," he told me bluntly. "My position is perfectly legal."

"But doesn’t a student have a right to his own opinion?" I pressed.

1959_0324_hammer_fiend"He can have his own opinion, but …" he added ominously.

‘Let’s Just Drop It … ‘

"One of your faculty members has agreed to appear on the show," I continued. "Would that meet with your approval?"

His answer was angry, desk-thumping:

"Let’s just drop it!"

"I dropped it.

And I sympathize with Dr. Armacost in his desire to shy away from anything which might embarrass his school.

But I consider him more than a little remiss in refusing to help get the peyote story told. 

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In the Theaters — March 24, 1965




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Trouble Was His Business — Raymond Chandler




Novelist Born 100 Years Ago

Raymond Chandler’s L.A. Joins in Celebrating Him

October 10, 1988

By PAUL FELDMAN, Times Staff Writer

Los
Angeles was founded by Spanish missionaries in the late 1700s. But some
believe that the idea of Los Angeles was not crystallized until 150
years later, by a Chicago-born, English-bred detective writer–Raymond
Chandler.

This year, on the 100th anniversary of his birth, the
literary world is paying tribute to Chandler, who so adeptly captured
the fading physical splendor of his adopted home’s canyons and
flatlands while slicing through its social underbelly with sword-like
similes.

In bookstores, a uniform soft-cover series of
Chandler’s seven novels, all featuring his sardonic but noble private
eye, Philip Marlowe, is newly available. So is a hard-cover collection
of 23 fresh Marlowe stories penned by leading contemporary writers.

Also
on the market is a lavishly illustrated $425 limited edition of "The
Big Sleep," a photographic volume of "Raymond Chandler’s Los Angeles"
and a colorful $5 Chandler mystery map of the city, highlighting the
dozens of still-standing structures in which Marlowe stumbled upon
corpses, conferred with clients or was struck with saps.

Later
this week, an exhibit of Chandler’s personal correspondence will open
at the UCLA University Research Library, which along with Oxford
University houses one of two major collections of Chandler’s papers.

And
on Sunday, the UCLA Friends of English sponsored a centennial birthday
commemoration in Pacific Palisades, featuring some of the leading
lights of Los Angeles literature, including Roger L. Simon, Robert
Campbell, Kate Braverman, Eve Babitz and Carolyn See. More than 200
guests, many garbed in ’30s attire, listened to actor Walter Matthau
read a passage from "The Big Sleep," and author Wanda Coleman read a
poem she wrote in memory of Chandler titled "The Big Bleep."

All
of this for a shy, cranky, alcoholic former oil executive, who did not
complete his first novel until he was 51 and whose 1959 funeral in La
Jolla drew a mere 17 mourners.

"Raymond Chandler has lived
beyond his grave much better than most authors of his time," declared
detective novelist Simon, who heads the North America chapter of the
International Assn. of Crime Writers. "I think it’s pretty clear that
Chandler’s descriptions have become the official descriptions of Los
Angeles for the world, and his impact on writers inside and outside the
crime genre has been tremendous."

Said UCLA English Department
Chairman Daniel G. Calder: "Chandler created the idea of Los
Angeles–what it’s like, how it feels to be here. . . . Sort of a
paradox of great comfort and ease but corruption at the same time. A
spoiled paradise."

Love-Hate Relationship

Chandler’s
writings revealed an intense love-hate relationship with Los Angeles,
where he lived from 1912 to 1946, excluding a stint in the Canadian
Army during World War I.

At times, he displayed a wistful, affectionate attitude through Marlowe, one of America’s first great anti-heroes.

"I
used to like this town . . . a long time ago," Marlowe reflects in "The
Little Sister," published in 1949. "There were trees along Wilshire
Boulevard. Beverly Hills was a country town. Westwood was bare hills
and lots offering at eleven hundred dollars and no takers. Hollywood
was a bunch of frame houses on the inter-urban line. Los Angeles was
just a big, dry sunny place with ugly homes and no style, but
good-hearted and peaceful. It had the climate they just yap about now.
People used to sleep out on porches. Little groups who thought they
were intellectual used to call it the Athens of America. It wasn’t
that, but it wasn’t a neon-lighted slum, either."

Chandler’s ever-pithy dialogue was not always so romantic.

The
City of Angels, he once wrote, was in some senses "a mail-order city.
Everything in the catalogue you could get better somewhere else."

Hollywood
fared no better. "The making of a picture ought surely to be a rather
fascinating adventure," Chandler, who wrote five screenplays, stated in
a 1945 essay. "It is not; it is an endless contention of tawdry egos,
some of them powerful, almost all of them vociferous, and almost none
of them capable of anything much more creative than credit-stealing and
self-promotion."

Chandler would never have received a commission
from the local Chamber of Commerce. Yet with little question his work
cast a curious sense of glory on even the most seedy aspects of urban
life in Los Angeles and the human condition in general.

Appeal Described

"He made corruption and vice extremely
attractive," contends novelist/ critic See. "He made it so
glamorous–his hideous little boarding houses, those gambling boats.
You never think, ‘Oh, how disgusting!’ You think, ‘Gee, I wish I could
get on one of those gambling boats. I’d like to meet an ice-pick
murderer.’ "

Moreover, there were his terse, evocative
descriptions–of "wide shallow house(s) with rose color walls," of
"jacaranda trees beginning to bloom," and of "the violet light at the
top of Bullock’s green-tinged tower"–which have forever seared the Los
Angeles of the 1930s and ’40s into the nation’s consciousness.

"There’s
one street I call the Raymond Chandler Memorial Parkway-Colorado
Boulevard in Pasadena," notes novelist Babitz. "You get that strange
feeling of Raymond Chandler. It’s just sort of like decadent East Coast
gentility smashed up against the orange groves."

Chandler was an unlikely candidate to become the bard of Los Angeles.

Born
in Chicago on July, 23, 1888, he moved to London with his Irish-English
mother at age 7 after his father deserted the family. Upon his
graduation from college, Chandler sporadically sold poems and essays
before moving here in 1912. He labored briefly on an apricot ranch and
in a sporting goods shop before entering the oil business.

Chandler,
who changed addresses almost as often as a criminal on the lam,
eventually rose to the position of director for eight small,
independent oil firms. But he was fired during the Depression, at age
44.

Another Try at Writing

At that point, he made
a final stab at writing, seeking to emulate such contemporary
hard-boiled mystery novelists as Dashiell Hammett and Horace McCoy.
Chandler, who was married to a woman 17 years his senior, quickly sold
several short stories to the pulp magazines Black Mask and Dime
Detective. His first novel, "The Big Sleep," was published by Alfred A.
Knopf in 1939.

Throughout Chandler’s life, the detective genre was sneered at by the literary establishment.

"You
make Mr. Chandler sound like a very interesting detective story writer
indeed," New York Times chief book critic Orville Prescott wrote to a
Chandler devotee in 1943. "Unfortunately, I never have time to read
them, preoccupied as I am with books of more general interest."

Such
attitudes embittered Chandler, who believed, as the world eventually
would, that his work was far more than simple-minded entertainment.

In
a 1944 letter to the same fan, now stored in the UCLA collection,
Chandler railed, "Once in a while a detective story writer is treated
as a writer, but very seldom. . . . However well and expertly he writes
a mystery story, it will be treated in one paragraph (reviews) while a
column and a half of respectful attention will be given to any
fourth-rate, ill-constructed, mock-serious account of the life of a
bunch of cotton pickers in the deep south. The French are the only
people I know of who think about writing as writing. The Anglo-Saxons
think first of the subject matter, and second, if at all, of the
quality."

Plots Called Convoluted

Not that
Chandler’s writing was above criticism. Some have complained that his
range was limited or that his plots were far too convoluted.

For
example, during the filming of "The Big Sleep," which starred Humphrey
Bogart, director Howard Hawks sent a telegram to Chandler asking who
killed a certain character in the script. Chandler wired back, "I don’t
know."

"What that shows is that it doesn’t matter," contends
Hollywood author David Freeman. "The issue isn’t clarity of plot but
depth of character, the range of emotion and the sense of place. That’s
why we go back to Chandler over and over again."

During his
20-year career, Chandler completed seven Marlowe novels, including "The
Long Goodbye," "The Lady in the Lake" and "Farewell, My Lovely." Six
have been turned into movies, with Marlowe played by Bogart, Robert
Mitchum, James Garner and Elliott Gould.

With his acerbic wit,
the real-life Chandler was to some degree similar to his hero, Marlowe.
But in other ways, Chandler was far different from his intrepid
investigator: A retiring man, at times a near recluse, the
pipe-smoking, owlish Chandler exuded the air of a slightly batty
English professor.

Contemplated Suicide

After the
death of his wife, Cissy, in 1954, Chandler nearly disintegrated,
turning increasingly to alcohol, and frequently contemplating suicide.

When
he died on March 26, 1959, Chandler left a friend and literary agent,
Helga Greene, his entire estate, which amounted to $60,000 and any
future earnings from copyrights.

The rights, as it turned out, have proven extremely lucrative.

Although
no public figures are available, Chandler’s novels have remained steady
sellers, and four movies and a Marlowe TV series have been produced
since his death.

Plans are currently in the works, says film
agent Robert Bookman, for yet another Philip Marlowe film, this one
based on "Poodle Springs," a novel that Chandler failed to complete
before he died.

Note: To mark the 50th anniversary of Raymond Chandler’s death, the
Daily Mirror is revisiting some of The Times’ stories about his life and
influence. We invite the Daily Mirror’s readers to share their thoughts.

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An Early Look at Gays; Lakers Head for Playoffs, March 24, 1969


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The nondupe features "the large colony of acknowledged homosexuals in this city."
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"The men who find themselves under the pressure of secrecy often seek homosexual relationships on a compulsive basis — cruising gay bars, the bus station or certain streets known to be hangouts. This often brings them into conflict with the law."
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"As for the future of homosexuality, society needs to become more tolerant, according to Dr. [Judd] Marmor [of Cedars-Sinai Medical Center]. At the same time, research into the prevention of homosexuality should be undertaken, he added.

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The Lakers finished the regular season with their best record in franchise history and felt like celebrating.

The Lakers defeated the New York Knicks, 128-111, at the Forum and
were headed for the playoffs against the San Francisco Warriors. But
they were already talking about potential opponents in the NBA finals.

Jerry West made news the following day at a weekly sportswriters’
luncheon by dismissing the Boston Celtics’ chances. "They’re not a good
scoring club anymore," West said. "If they don’t get a good scoring
game out of Bailey Howell, they’re in trouble."

Somewhere in Boston, a bulletin board just got another clipping.

–Keith Thursby

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Mayor’s Aide Guilty of Selling Jobs, March 24, 1939

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A line of Nazi tanks crosses into Czechoslovakia.

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Head of Federal Reserve calls for a balanced budget.
Joseph Shaw, brother former Mayor Frank Shaw, is convicted on 63 counts of selling jobs and promotions in the Los Angeles police and fire departments.  Jurors also convicted William H. Cormack, a Civil Service commissioner. At the federal prison on Terminal Island, Chicago gangster Al Capone has begun attending church services, says the Rev. Silas A. Thweatt, pastor of First Baptist Church of San Pedro.

Hungarian troops fight the Nazis over a piece of Czechoslovakia and the Soviets align with France and Britain against Germany.   

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"The future will prove that the case … is nothing more or less than a political frame-up," former Mayor Shaw says. 
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George Brent replaces Humphrey Bogart in "The Old Maid."
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Clifford McBride’s "Napoleon and Uncle Elby" isn’t one of my favorites, but it’s certainly drawn well.
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These old-time sportswriters are a caution. They can’t say "there was no one on base." Instead it’s "the hassocks were barren of pedestrians."
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L.A. Conservancy Tours Pico-Union




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A
group walks through the diverse Pico-Union neighborhood of Los Angeles,
passing ornate houses and a Gothic Revival-style church. The area was
originally developed between 1880 and 1930 as a chic suburb for oil
barons and others, including European and Mexican immigrants.
By Teresa Watanabe

March 22, 2009

Within
the walls of Angelica Lutheran Church, a rich medley of stories traces
the layers of history and ever-shifting demographics of the Pico-Union
district of Los Angeles.

Sepia-hued photos show the church’s
founding congregation of Swedish immigrants, blond and bedecked in
flapper fashion of long coats and cloche hats, as they lay the
cornerstone for the imposing Gothic Revival building in 1925. Six
decades later, Swedish American congregant Evelyn Price offered the
first citizenship and English classes to scores of refugees escaping
war in El Salvador and Guatemala, and the church housed many of them as
part of the city’s sanctuary movement, according to the Rev. Carlos
Paiva.

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Found on EBay — Paris Inn Cafe

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A mixed lot of menus from the 1930s and ’40s has been listed on EBay, including this item from the Paris Inn Cafe, 210 E. Market St., which was torn down about 1950. The lot of 50, not all from Los Angeles, is listed as Buy It Now for $99. 

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Matt Weinstock, March 23, 1959




Tell It to a Termite

Matt_weinstockdThe
savants seem determined to cram a hearty breakfast down all our gullets
and this is a small, choking voice of protest. They keep saying that if
people will eat hearty in the a.m. their tensions, aggressions and
animosities will disappear, they will think more clearly and will be
more efficient at whatever they do.

Most recent piece of
claptrap to bolster this theory was promulgated in a high school in
Pearl River, N.Y., where teachers complained students were fidgety and
inattentive.

As the climax of a two-week nutrition experiment
several hundred students attended a mass breakfast and gorged
themselves on fruit juice, cereal, toast, jelly, an egg and milk.
Afterward, several said it tasted good.

In rebuttal, I would like to state that hardly anything tastes good at breakfast.

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AS LIFE
is
arranged today breakfast is a brief, delicate interlude between getting
up and going to work. Coffee is important enough to most of us to jolt
us into full awakening and usually toast or coffeecake to go with it.
Anything more is likely to bring o the fidgets.

Now on Saturday
and Sunday, when the pace is slowed down and there is time to enjoy
them, bring on the bacon and eggs, the pancakes, the waffles, even a
kipper. And by the way, did anyone ever try pieala mode for breakfast? Apple pie, chocolate ice cream. Wonderful.

::

A MAN wondering
why he hadn’t yet received his income tax refund said, "Well, if I made
a mistake in filling it out, it was an honest mistake."

His wife said, "What do you mean, an honest mistake?"

"Oh," he said, "that’s when they catch you cheating."

::

IMMORTAL

He had achieved fame during his life
And left a fortune to his dear wife,
Now his spirit smiles down from afar
For his name is wrapped ’round a cigar.

–JOSEPH P. KRENGEL

::

A HOT ITEM in
the novelty shops these days is a magic money machine. Insert a $1
bill, turn the crank and out comes an identically sized piece of blank
paper. Big laugh.

Perhaps unintentionally the gadget is fraught with enchanting irony. It’s a switch on the old money-making machine used by bunko
men to swindle gullible but larceny-minded suckers. In the original
version the con man would put blank paper in the machine and out would
come genuine money. After demonstrating it he would reluctantly sell it
to the victim so he could make his own money at home.

Economic
significance lurks somewhere in the joke version, but it eludes me.
Only message I get is that the people who put it out are likely to get
rich.

::

TWO YEARS AGO while
on a visit to Honolulu Al Bloomingdale, president of the Diners Club,
came upon an eye-catching painting that he "had to have" at an art
exhibit.

It was a night scene of several store fronts and old-fashioned houses in Los Angeles’ skid row.

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It now hangs in his office on N. La Cienega Boulevard and everyone who sees it is fascinated by its vivid luminous quality.

A few months ago, Bloomingdale was in Honolulu again and tried to locate the artist, Henry Inouye Jr.  He was unable to do so but learned Inouye had given up painting for the time being and was driving a cab.

::

AT RANDOM — The item here about the little boy who wanted to be a highway sign when he grew up prompted Mrs. J. Yarmish
to confide her 5-year-old daughter Marcie’s ambition. She wants to be a
dummy in the May Co. window. Practices in front of the mirror every day
… A posy to the continuing Irish whiskey ads plaintively presenting
the distiller’s dilemma. They’re happy that people learned about their
products by drinking Irish coffee but wish they’d try it for its flavor
alone. Very tongue in cheek.

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Paul Coates — Confidential File, March 23, 1959




Confidential File

Has Anyone Seen Tommy Bowman?

Paul_coatesToday marks an anniversary that won’t be celebrated in a Redondo Beach home.

But I promised an anguished father that I wouldn’t let you forget it.

Two
years ago today, 8-year-old Tommy Bowman ran down a mountain trail and
vanished behind a curtain of secrecy which still defies all
investigation.

Yesterday, Tommy’s dad called me. 

"I
hate to be a bore," Eldon Bowman began hesitantly. "But I thought maybe
you’d write something about Tommy. I just can’t believe that it’s all
over and done with. I just know that someone, somewhere has to know
something.

"Somebody has to know where my boy is," he added with emphasis.

I asked Eldon Bowman if even after two years of silence he still believes that Tommy lives.

"It would be so much easier to believe otherwise," he answered weakly. "But I do believe he’s alive."

1959_0323_continental"I just can’t believe anything else."

Eldon Bowman recalled for me the circumstances surrounding his son’s disappearance.

The boy and his playmates, accompanied by the elder Bowman, were hiking in the hills above Altadena.

Around a Corner — and Gone

With the other kids hot on his heels, Tommy dashed down a brush-shrouded trail, rounded a corner and he was gone.

"What’s
it all mean?" Eldon Bowman asked me hopelessly. "What happened? It’s
awfully hard to believe that somebody can disappear like Tommy did and
never be seen again.

"My wife and I have tried to figure it out.
We’ve tried to feel what Tommy must have felt. You see, some strange
things happened that day.

"Tommy had been to the dentist
earlier. He had his teeth worked on that very day and the dentist had
given him Novocain. Later, a doctor told us that some people aresupersensitive to Novocain and maybe it caused Tommy’s mind to go blank."

A Note From Oklahoma

Two months after the boy’s disappearance the Bowman family received a brief note in an envelope with an Oklahoma postmark.

It told the distraught parents that their son was alive and well.

"You often wonder if whoever wrote it actually knew anything about Tommy, or …"

His voice fell away.

I asked Tommy’s father if, perhaps, some woman with a frustrated maternal complex might have taken Tommy.

"Yes, that entered our mind," he said. "Someone wanted a child and took our.

"It might even be someone who’s been very good to our boy," he added and his voice brightened.

Birthday, but No Party

Tommy would have been 10 last Jan. 6. His two brothers and a sister would have helped him fete the occasion.

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"It’s things like that, his birthday, which bring the pain back," Eldon Bowman told me.

"We don’t sit around and mope all day. You can’t when you’ve got other children.

"But things like his birthday…"

Again the voice was lost to emotion.

"I don’t know what a person can do," he continued at last, "except maybe keep talking about Tommy.

"That’s why I thought you might write something about it, Mr. Coates.

"Maybe somebody will see it and we’ll get our Tommy back."

[Note: Two years ago, evidence led police to suspect serial killer Mack Ray Edwards in the disappearance of Tommy Bowman.]

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In the Theaters — March 23, 1962




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Trouble Was His Business — Raymond Chandler


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Nixons Visit Capistrano; Alcindor Era Ends, March 23, 1969

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President and Mrs. Nixon join Cardinal McIntyre at San Juan Capistrano.

1969_0323_alcindor One of college basketball’s most dominating players ended his college career in customary fashion as Lew Alcindor led UCLA to its fifth national championship in six seasons with a 92-72 thumping of Purdue.

Jeff Prugh’s story naturally focused on the man in the middle. "Soon he was arm in arm with his father, who had spent the afternoon playing first trombone in the Bruin band. And then he was holding both hands aloft again–three fingers raised on one, the index finger on the other," Prugh wrote.

"The Lew Alcindor era, after 88 victories in 90 games, was over. A record three NCAA championships in a row–that’s what the three fingers stood for. The No. 1 team in the land–that’s what the index finger was all about."

Alcindor, now known as Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, was dominating in his college finale with 37 points and 20 rebounds. He was asked after the game what he’d do differently if he had a second chance at the last four years.

"I don’t think I’d go through them again," he said, some of the reporters laughing. "It got so that sometimes there weren’t enough hours in the day for everything. But you manage. Somehow you manage and everything gets done."

–Keith Thursby

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Skydiving, the New Sport; Hot-Tempered Dodger, March 23, 1959

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It looks like our early skydivers are wearing football helmets.

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"Why should a man get married when he can get a woman to darn his socks, bake him apple pies, and even take him out to dinner when he is broke? New York bachelors have become extreme egoists because they are in such demand."

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Jack Cummings is trying to get Marilyn Monroe for "Can-Can."
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What cartoon detective besides Dick Tracy can dispose of a lion with a curtain rod?

Don Zimmer vs. Pedro Martinez, 2003

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Don Zimmer, who as a senior citizen played a leading role in a
memorable brawl between the Yankees and the Red Sox, was just as fiery
as a player.

Fighting for his job after playing shortstop in 1958, Zimmer made
headlines by complaining about general manager Buzzie Bavasi and
whether he’d make as much money starting as coming off the bench. Not a
good idea.

"From now on, Zimmer’s just another ballplayer as far as I’m
concerned," Bavasi said. "Jim Gilliam played second base on three
pennant winners for us. Now, he’s more or less utility but he’s not
complaining."

Two days later, the story got better with the headline "I’d Be Cheap
for Braves–Zimmer."  According to the UPI story carried by The Times,
Zimmer said the Braves "could probably get me for a dozen baseball
bats." Zimmer figured he could start at second for the Braves. But
Bavasi had the last word.

"Zimmer has assured me that he will stop popping off," Bavasi said
after they talked. Bavasi probably thought Zimmer was really quiet in
1960, since he spent the season as a member of the Chicago Cubs. Bavasi
sent him there in a deal that included relief pitcher Ron Perranoski.

–Keith Thursby


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Fandango + Reservation Rewards = Hidden Fees

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If you have purchased tickets through Fandango (as I did for "L.A. Plays Itself") you might discover you unknowingly signed up for mysterious monthly credit card fees from Reservation Rewards.

I called this number to cancel. So can you: (800) 732-7031. 

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The Jean Seberg Affair Revisited

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The Times, Sept. 9, 1979: Actress Jean Seberg is found dead in Paris.

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The recent death of noted editor James Bellows has renewed interest in an item he handled about actress Jean Seberg, who killed herself in 1979, nine years after a Times gossip column published an account planted by the FBI stating that an actress identified as "Miss A" was pregnant with the child of a Black Panther. The Daily Mirror presents the original item and The Times’ coverage of the incident. Although the FBI lists Seberg’s file on its Freedom of Information Act website, the agency has yet to post it online.
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Sept. 23, 1979: The Times takes a long look at Jean Seberg.

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The Times, Sept. 14, 1979: The FBI admits planting the false item about Seberg.

A Faulty Tip, a Ruined Life and Hindsight

* A journalistic lapse allowed the FBI to smear actress Jean Seberg.

April 14, 2002

FOR THE RECORD

April 23, 2002

Columnist’s death– An April 14 story in Southern California Living
referred incorrectly to the year former Times gossip columnist Joyce
Haber died. It was 1993, not 1983.

By ALLAN M. JALON, SPECIAL TO THE TIMES

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A
new book and documentary about maverick editor Jim Bellows show how he
featured celebrity gossip at newspapers he’s run since the 1960s and
later on TV. Neither, however, looks at what he calls "a big mistake"
of his career, an episode in which derogatory information about a
famous actress was publicized by the FBI, using a gossip column in the
Los Angeles Times. But in recent interviews, Bellows for the first time
detailed how the episode unfolded. Bellows was the associate editor for
features at the Los Angeles Times between 1967 and 1975, and during
those years, he edited the daily gossip column by Joyce Haber.

On
May 19, 1970, the lead item in Haber’s column was headlined "Miss A
Rates as Expectant Mother." Its coy language made clear that "Miss A"
was the pregnant actress Jean Seberg, who had won early fame in the
title role of Otto Preminger’s "Saint Joan" and went on to star in
Jean-Luc Godard’s "Breathless." And, the item said, she carried the
baby of a Black Panther, not of her husband, French diplomat-novelist
Romain Gary. The syndicated column appeared in about 100 papers around
the country.

Seberg, like a number of other cultural figures of
the time, had contributed money to the Panthers and believed the story
attacked her for her political views. The complex, troubled actress
took an overdose of sleeping pills several weeks after the story
appeared, and, on Aug. 23 prematurely delivered a daughter who lived
for two days. At the baby’s funeral, a traumatized Seberg–she was 31
then–opened the casket to prove the baby was white, the stories lies.

The
column triggered the actress’ downward spiral across a decade, her
husband and others close to her said. For nine years, Seberg tried to
take her life around the baby’s birthday. On Sept. 8, 1979, her body
was found naked in the back of a Renault parked on a Paris side street,
the death credited to an overdose of barbiturates.

Six days
later, the FBI, responding to Freedom of Information Act requests, and
working to distance itself from Hoover-era practices, disclosed that it
had fed information from a wiretap into Haber’s column. Through that
September, The Times published stories about Seberg’s death and the FBI
disclosure. None detailed exactly how the FBI’s damaging material had
made its way to Haber and into print.

Nor do the new Bellows
book, which he wrote with Gerald Gardner, or the documentary, which was
directed and produced by Steven Latham, a close friend of Bellows’
wife, Keven. Over the course of several recent interviews, Bellows
described how he dealt with a story whose publication has long haunted
him.

In 1970, Bellows oversaw the section in which Haber’s
column ran. In mid-March of that year, a tip passed to Haber by Bill
Thomas, who was the paper’s metropolitan editor, sparked the Seberg
item. Speaking separately, the two men–Bellows, 79, and Thomas,
77–searched their memories for details of the incident.

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The Times, Jan. 6, 1980: Further revelations about the FBI and Seberg.

The note, which Bellows has kept for nearly 32 years, reads:

"Memo:
"Informant sez actress Jean Seberg is four months pregnant by Ray
Hewitt, known as ‘Masai,’ and identified as present Black Panther
minister of information. Informant adds that she has sed she plans to
have the baby."

1980_0106_jean_seberg_02Across the top, Thomas wrote: "Joyce–I don’t
know if you care, but this comes from a pretty good source." The note
bears Thomas’ signature. Thomas, who later became editor of The Times
during a period of growth under former publisher Otis Chandler and
guided the paper to several Pulitzer Prizes, retired in 1989 and lives
in the San Fernando Valley. He said recently that he got the note,
typed on a half piece of copy paper, from a reporter whose identity he
said he can’t recall. He said he "probably" put it in Haber’s in-box.

Thomas
said he remembers a phone call during which the reporter told him that
his source was the FBI. He said he passed the note along, assuming that
someone would verify the information before using it, which is standard
journalistic practice. "It was such a tiny blip," Thomas said. "And it
was Hollywoodland and filmland and the FBI screwing around … all I
was saying was what the reporter said," he said. "The way it was told
to me by my sources was that the FBI actually believed she was pregnant
by this Black Panther, so they believed that. I wasn’t in the business
of killing off informative tips of any kind, and it was up to others to
exercise judgment. I didn’t think about it for more than five minutes."

With
the note delivered, one part of a wide-ranging FBI project to covertly
suppress political expression moved forward. Bellows’ book draws from
other published sources to describe how J. Edgar Hoover’s
Counterintelligence Program, or Cointelpro, aimed dirty tricks at black
liberation, black nationalist and antiwar groups, starting in 1968.

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from the spring of 1970, showing communications between Hoover and
agents in Los Angeles, appear in "The COINTELPRO Papers: Documents From
the FBI’s Secret Wars Against Dissent in the United States," by Ward
Churchill and Jim Vander Wall (South End Press, 1990)
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Hoover
oversaw the Seberg smear, ordering agents in Los Angeles to wait until
Seberg’s pregnancy grew more visible. He didn’t want the wiretap–which
agents apparently misinterpreted–to be suspected. Ronald Ostrow, a
former Los Angeles Times reporter who worked in the Washington bureau,
obtained documents in 1980 showing that FBI officials in Washington and
agents in Los Angeles targeted Seberg for giving $10,500 to the
Panthers. Bellows said he’s been disturbed by his failure to at least
try to check out the story with Seberg or someone close to her.

He
said Haber had already written the column when he first saw the note,
as their 11 a.m. deadline approached on May 18. He said recently that
an alarm went off as he read it. " … According to all those really
‘in’ international sources," the item read, "Topic A is the baby Miss A
is expecting…. Papa’s said to be a rather prominent Black Panther."

"I
said to Joyce, ‘What the hell is that?’ I thought it was pretty strong.
Like: ‘Wow, where did that come from?’ Joyce went to her desk and came
back with the note from Thomas."

Haber’s first draft named
Seberg. Bellows told her to rewrite the piece without the name. "I took
it out because it made me nervous," he said. He worried, he said, about
possible libel action if he used Seberg’s name.


Joyce Haber; Noted Hollywood Columnist



July 31, 1993

By BURT A. FOLKART,
TIMES STAFF WRITER

Joyce
Haber, among the very last of the feisty breed of Hollywood columnists
who were capable of canonizing a film or destroying a star, has died.

Paula
Correia, a spokeswoman for Cedars-Sinai Medical Center, said the
journalist and author died Thursday of kidney and liver failure. She
had been admitted to the hospital July 14.

Miss Haber, 62, left
the Los Angeles Times in 1975 to write a highly successful roman a clef
called "The Users." It was her only novel, said her friend and
publicist, Jay Allen, and it quickly rose to the top of the bestseller
lists of both the New York Times and the Los Angeles Times.

The
book mixed 70 of Hollywood’s chosen with fictional characters. The
account of their foibles may have been the definitive treatise of film
name-dropping, and it rankled many of her friends and sources.

In its review of the book, Time magazine called her "Hollywood’s No. 1 voyeur."

Miss
Haber, who attended Bryn Mawr and Barnard colleges, was divorced from
film producer Douglas Cramer. She moved comfortably through the ranks
of filmdom’s elite, attending premieres on the arm of such celebrities
as actor-dancer Gene Kelly. She had arrived in Los Angeles after many
years as a reporter, columnist and West Coast correspondent for
Time-Life publications.

At The Times, she worked as a feature
writer and columnist and then was given Hedda Hopper’s old job. Miss
Hopper and William Randolph Hearst’s Louella Parsons were the two most
influential members of the Hollywood gossip cabal.

Jim Bellows,
now West Coast bureau chief for TV Guide, hired Miss Haber in 1966 when
he was associate editor of The Times. He said he chose her over several
other candidates because "she wrote an extremely well-read column day
after day. She was a hot ticket for many years."

At her peak, wrote Women’s Wear Daily, she was "one of the most powerful American women in the media."

She is survived by a son, Douglas Cramer III, and a daughter, Courtney Cramer.

Services are pending.


Why, if he was so anxious, did he risk printing an unconfirmed tip aimed so plainly at her reputation?

Bellows
answered: "The question is whether it is true. You are trying to tell
the truth. You must have an authority for whether it is true or not,
and I took as my authority the name of Bill Thomas on that note.
Editors have a responsibility for what they have a hand in. One must
look at the note and make up one’s own mind."

Said Thomas: "Bellows is the one who made the big error. He was her editor!"

Haber’s
column, syndicated to about 100 papers, was soon picked up by Newsweek,
which printed Seberg’s name. She reacted with anguish. Her husband
wrote a piece for a French magazine expressing outrage.

Haber,
who died in 1983 [Note: 1993–lrh], was asked about the item repeatedly after Seberg’s
suicide. "The FBI was not my source," The Times quoted her as saying in
a Sept. 16, 1979, story that reported the FBI’s admission. The story
added: "Beyond that, Miss Haber refused to discuss the story, except to
say she would never reveal the source."

In 1979, a theater
critic for the Washington Star named David Richards quit his job to
write a Seberg biography. That year, he received a copy of the
unconfirmed tip in the mail with no return address. He said he had no
idea where it came from, though Bellows said recently that he "may have
sent it."

When Richards visited The Times to ask Thomas about
the note, Thomas said he could not recall where it came from and was
passing on one of many tips in the course of a day. Richards said that
after his book, "Played Out," was published in 1981, he was surprised
that none of its many reviews mentioned that Thomas had passed the tip
to Haber. Six years earlier, in 1975, Thomas had fired Haber because of
problems with the accuracy of her work. "Her stuff was perilous," he
said.

Bellows said he always felt "Joyce took a real beating on
the Seberg thing." Asked why, when Haber was put on the spot after
Seberg’s 1979 suicide, he didn’t step forward to take some of the
blame, he said: "I didn’t do that, and I should have. That’s true.
That’s why I’m going into all this now."

But Bellows’ memoir
barely hints at his role as the editor of Haber’s Seberg story. He said
a desire "to be nice" prompted him to leave Thomas out. He said he
called Thomas about a year ago and asked if he could name him and
describe his role in the memoir he was working on. Thomas, he said,
asked him not to.

Thomas said that he didn’t tell Bellows what
to write but that he rejected Bellows’ belief that they shared
responsibility for putting the story into print.

David Lawrence
Jr., former executive editor and publisher of the Detroit Free Press,
publisher of the Miami Herald and a past president of the American
Society of Newspaper Editors and the InterAmerican Press Assn., says
there is accountability on both sides. "It seems to me that if a
significant editor sends a reporter or columnist a note that says:
‘This comes from a good source,’ that indicates that the source is
someone he trusts and that he thinks has great credibility," Lawrence
says.

"You get a major editor sending the kind of note that was
sent here, and there is at least a potential signal implied that ‘I
know this to be true’ or ‘this is probably true.’ And you would hope
that this would be given to someone who was so well-educated in
journalism that this person would say, ‘I don’t care who this comes
from. I have to check this out." He adds: "I would say that the
mistakes of both these men are equally significant."

The Bellows
film, soon to run on various PBS stations, omits the Seberg saga.
Director-producer Latham said he made various "editorial choices," but
not one to spare Bellows. One problem, he said, was that "there were no
living people I could’ve talked to to make a Seberg segment work."

But
he could have asked David Halberstam, who is in the film and who wrote
about the Los Angeles Times in "The Powers That Be," his 1979 book
about media power and politics. He finished his book before the FBI
smear became public but had heard rumors.

"This is not about
gossip," Halberstam said recently. "This is really about political
reporting of a very dubious kind. The Times did not set out to destroy
her. One powerful institution manipulated another. The result was the
destruction of a fragile human being."

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In the Theaters — March 22, 1958




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Trouble Was His Business — Raymond Chandler




 
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