Letters to the Editor
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Mind-Twisting Drug of Access
The Desire for Access must be a mind-twisting drug indeed. I recently heard Mr. Woodward talk about "three hours" access to Mr. Bush as if it were a Religious experience to be granted that kind of audience. He all but kissed the papal ring in his rendition of the ineluctable event. Bob, Bob -- three hours! Mr. Bush is supposed to be a servant of the people, not a Receiver of God's Words as if on Stone Tablets.
It makes me so sad to see this intrepid dogged journalist become a poodle for the Administration so he can get three hours with the reigning Central Character of his upcoming second book. I feel past queasy about this being called journalism. Surely the Washington Post should re-think calling this man a reporter?
How could Mr. Woodward conceivably be hard-eyed enough in his first book hoping for the my precious, my precious three hours for his second book -- where the questions are submitted in advance too?
Toadyism dressed up in Emperor Journalist Clothes. It's dismal.