Word: paar
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Dates: during 1947-1947
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...Morgan school: all the brash, postwar lads whose specialty is making fun of radio and its sponsors. Things looked far from bright for three of the most prominent members of the toss-it-away brand of comedy: 1) come January, the American Tobacco Co. will reportedly drop Jack Paar (TIME, Sept. 29); 2) Funnyman Robert Q. Lewis (TIME, June 23) is still a liability to CBS, with no sponsor after nearly seven months on the air as a sustainer; 3) Alan Young, the Canadian wit, after starring for over two years on his own program, has been demoted...
...Real Me. Paar sometimes proved to be a bigger hit with G.I.s than either of his famous predecessors, mostly because of his almost foolhardy brass-baiting. Once he squelched a noisy, silver-barred heckler by cracking, "Lieutenant, a man with your I.Q. should have a low voice, too." He once addressed a commanding officer as "My dear sir-and you are none of the three-." Or, apologetically: "I suppose I shouldn't talk about officers so much. Some try, a few are sincere, and-what the hell-a couple even know what they're doing...
...went too far. A commodore was so outraged by Paar's impudence that he ordered the comedian court-martialed. The Army had to bail Jack out by promising to exile him to Okinawa. "But they couldn't do that," cackles Paar. "I found out later that some friendly doctor had written all across my record, 'Unstable, Positively Unfit for Front-Line Duty.' Best friend I ever...
With three complete turns of the Pacific to his credit and the war ended, Paar turned his fat press notices into a movie contract and a radio show for Camel cigarets. He lasted exactly three weeks. "They cut my lines," he says. "They had no understanding of the real me." American Tobacco came to the rescue...
...Paar attracted attention with his summer show despite its low rating. In big-time radio this fall, attention will be harder to get. But Paar is confident. "I will not mug. No, I will not mug," he cries. "Way out in left field, that's where my humor really lies. I'm new and I'm good. And I represent true radio as against the false radio we have been getting from the vaudeville comics. . . . Me and Henry Morgan and a few others . . . we're the future...