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...deeper one. D.L., who was known as Denny before legally changing his name to initials, is a liberated husband of 20 years and the father of four. In a Dayton Journal Herald column, he writes about the ordinary upsets at his tri-level home in the bedroom community of Beaverbrook, Ohio. Stewart has not always been one of the dinette set, however. In the beginning, he wanted to be another Jimmy Breslin, but after hanging out in locker rooms, the curly-haired journalist realized ten years ago, "You don't have to write about armpits and jockstraps...
...makes no apology for his bookishness: "Men of power have no time to read; yet the men who do not read are unfit for power." He draws a charming portrait of his father, who passed on his bibliophilia, and a colorfully contradictory one of his father-figure, Lord Beaverbrook. Foot reminisces warmly about his exasperating fellow journalist Randolph Churchill, but repeats the remark that he "should not be allowed out in private." He sketches a learned dissertation on the political significance of Disraeli's novels and states the case for Hazlitt as England's Shakespeare of prose...
Before starting Now!, Goldsmith, 48, a flamboyant food conglomerate millionaire and owner of the French newsweekly L'Express (circ. 585,000), tried to acquire the Observer and then bought 35% of the nonvoting stock in the Beaverbrook chain, whose flagship is the Daily Express (circ. 2.3 million). He made no secret of the fact that he wanted a foothold in British publishing to advance his political ideas. By his own description, he was a "frustrated politician" worried about Britain's drift to the left...
...such as Hearst and Colonel McCormick helped create candidates, lauded them to the skies and unmercifully derided their opponents. But the American electorate got quite skilled at rejecting their advice. Poor press lords! They could thunder, and they could misinform, but they could not persuade. As one of Lord Beaverbrook's editors once remarked, "No cause is really lost until we support it." The relative lack of advocacy in the political journalism of 1980 makes the coverage sound remarkably homogeneous. That may deny readers some guidance in making up their minds. But it also leaves the press free...
...found the power of his legend and his charm irresistible. How could it be otherwise with a man who had begun his career directing short films in a disused trolley barn in Budapest and ended up occupying the penthouse floor of Claridge's in London, where Churchill and Beaverbrook lingered over brandy and where a supply of fresh toothbrushes, still in their cellophane wrappers, was kept to accommodate women who decided to spend the night. Some of them, it was said, were seduced by a sad and spurious tale of impotence that had resisted the best ministrations of international...