II. He was later to recall: “I issued two statements in that one year—both on Watergate. . . . Geez, what options did I really have? By this time I was up the #river with these two reporters. I can remember sitting down at the typewriter and writing about thirty statements and then sort of saying, ‘Fuck it, let‘s go stand by our boys.‘”
Footnote on Ben Bradlee
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“Then the Hunt for Halliday‘s Easter egg began. That was what saved me, I think. Suddenly I‘d found something worth doing. A dream worth chasing. For the last five years, the Hunt had given me a goal and purpose. A #quest to fulfill. A reason to get up in the morning. Something to look forward to.”
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“I heard he was a real pragmatist. Not a traditional Navajo.” And how about you, Janet Pete? Chee thought. How traditional are you? Do you believe in what Changing Woman taught our #ancestors about the power we are given to heal ourselves? How about you leaving Dinetah and the Sacred Mountains because a white man wants you to keep him happy in Washington? But that was none of his goddamn business.
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He knew that in the cubicle next to him the little woman with sandy hair toiled day in, day out, simply at tracking down and deleting from the press the names of people who had been vaporized and were therefore considered never to have existed. There was a certain #fitness in this, since her own husband had been vaporized a couple of years earlier.
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#BannedBook
“This is Serious,” said Pooh. “I must have an Escape.”
So he took his largest pot of honey and escaped with it to a broad branch of his tree, well above the water, and then he climbed down again and escaped with another pot… and when the whole Escape was finished, there was Pooh sitting on his branch, dangling his legs, and there, beside him, were ten pots of #honey….
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“No sentence has ever been harmed by a series comma, and many a sentence has been improved by one.”
#punctuation
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”Ragged clouds raced across the sky, and the wind was gusting up to gale force. After waking at dawn, Wallander lay in bed for a long time and listened to the wind. When he stepped on the #scale in the bathroom, he saw that he had lost another 2 pounds. This cheered him up so much that when he pulled into the parking lot at the police station he did not have the sense of despondency he‘d been feeling lately.”
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