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...Princefish." Probably the strangest aspect of the Dodd Affair was the havoc it wrought on the once-promising prospects of Russell Long. As chairman of the powerful Finance Committee and Senate Majority Whip, the "Princefish" (his father, the demagogic Huey, was the "Kingfish"), just a few short months ago had every reason to hope that he would follow Mike Mansfield as Majority Leader, perhaps even emerge one day as a vice-presidential candidate. But his wild rants and arrogant tactics in defense of Dodd-coming shortly after an equally bizarre defense of his discredited presidential-campaign financing bill-irrevocably alienated...
Objections Flying. In addition to all his other troubles, Dodd was burdened by the unsolicited advocacy of Louisiana's Russell Long, the only Senator who openly championed his cause. Huey's son whooped and wambled through the debate, arms waving and objections flying, as if bent on infuriating the rest of the Senate. In a rambling six-hour diatribe that approached filibuster proportions and reduced attendance on the floor from more than 70 to 13, Long invoked his father, Uncle Earl, Daniel Webster, Christ and John F. Kennedy, along with a number of others. He capped the week...
Deep in "Indian country," the Viet Cong's jungled heartland, a lone U.S. helicopter flapped furiously down on an abandoned dirt roadway. Even before the Huey hit the ground, its six passengers were out and running. Their faces streaked with camouflage paint, their black and green "tiger suits" blending into the foliage, their black-stocked M-16 automatic rifles at the ready, they faded swiftly into the perennial twilight of 80-ft. trees, impenetrable bamboo thickets, and tangles of thorn and "wait a minute" vines. This was "Lurp Team Two," a long-range reconnaissance patrol (LRRP) of the 173rd...
...brush into jungle salad. Brown "popped smoke"-yellow signal grenades-to bring in the choppers, and while hovering Huey gunships laced the weeds with rockets and .50-cal. bullets, Team Two made its getaway, mission accomplished...
Black-white relations in a slit trench or a combat-bound Huey are years ahead of Denver and Darien, decades ahead of Birmingham and Biloxi. "The only color out here is olive drab," says a white sergeant. Despite the foxhole comradeship of most G.I.s in Viet Nam, the war is not all interracial amity: vicious racist graffiti from both sides mar the walls of latrines in Saigon; whites and Negroes slug it out on occasion along the nighttown streets of Tu Do and in "Soulsville," the Negro's self-imposed ghetto of joy along Saigon's waterfront. Sometimes...