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...purpose in writing is to bring to your attention serious misstatements of fact regarding the FBI which are contained in the item entitled "Muckraker's Progress" [Oct. 26]. I have specific reference to the false allegation that the FBI paid "Klansmen $36,500 to persuade Kathy Ainsworth ... to dynamite the home of a Jewish businessman" and the equally false implication that this Bureau was guilty of entrapment
...Guston has returned to painting figures. He has also turned political. It may seem a little late in the century to mount an entire exhibition on the theme of the Ku Klux Klan, but that is what he has done. Drawn in a mock-fumbly, endearing line, hooded Klansmen, looking like half-inflated dirigibles, sit plotting together in cheap hotel rooms, or ride in a jalopy through city streets, or, cigar in fist, survey piles of bodies. Sometimes they are seen in confabulation with a bald, pink-necked Southern sheriff. Now and then a hand, suggestive...
Social comment was never far from Guston's figurative work: his 1946 Night Children may be caught in a dream, but they live in a slum. The new paintings attack more broadly. His Klansmen are not to be taken as images of a specific present threat (who now takes the Klan as a real political force?) but as generalized symbols of inhumanity. The cunning childishness of Guston's style accords with a game his paintings play -the reduction of the elements of evil to their simplest form, like building blocks...
Indeed it may. Though none of the ex-Klansmen has nearly enough money to pay off, nor are they ever likely to, all may be burdened with heavy debt for the rest of their lives. Under Mississippi law, they can be forced to sell real and personal property, and 25% of their salaries can be garnisheed until the award is liquidated...
...side of a Mississippi road the truck pulled up behind me. Three men were riding in the front, three in the back. They all jumped out, and I saw to my horror that they were Klansmen. Uniformed ones. This all seemed a little absurd; what had I really done? At the time, though, the "absurdity" was nudged out by a more persistent thought: I Feel Like I'm Fixin' to Die. I sat still in the car as they gathered around...