Word: page
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...which had had a front-page seat at the fight, could only wonder why Jack Kennedy had not chopped Chester Bowles down with one purposeful command, rather than set up an unseemly spectacle as he tried to coax the amiable big-thinker into quitting...
...newspaper syndication. He understands even better-as many of his colleagues seem to forget -that editorial cartooning is essentially an aggressive art, aimed at the belly rather than the brain. Mauldin never defends; he attacks. The difference between an editorial cartoon and the editorial across the page, he says, is "the difference between a sergeant's whistle and a Brahms symphony...
Like a Picnic. Gut-fighting on the editorial page has largely passed from vogue. Today, many U.S. editorial cartoonists treat their cartoons merely as squiggles to relieve the boredom of the editorial page, end up boring their readers with such stereotyped figures as Uncle Sam, Justice and Lady Luck, such stock targets as drunken driving, Soviet Russia and unscrupulous landlords. To cover their own inadequacies, they often over-label until the reader misses the point for the paragraphs. "There are little figures running around labeled 'Administration,' " says the London Evening Standard's Vicky, "and if they draw...
...hours of execution go into each cartoon. Arriving at his cluttered Post-Dispatch office about 10 in the morning, Mauldin reads the freshly printed city edition for the current news. Within the hour, he has submitted, half anxiously, half belligerently, a rough pencil sketch of his idea to Editorial Page Editor Robert Lasch. The two have a smooth working relation. "Bob," says Mauldin, "is like a good cop, there to protect you, not to arrest you." Mauldin is given unusual leeway in his work; the paper has never asked him to come out for or against anyone. On the other...
...curse begets an active plot line, part of it borrowed from a Faulkner short story. But Condon's rendering of sagebrush legend is only fitfully funny. Proof that the author himself knows that something is wrong is that on almost every page he stops to wave at friends in the crowd. A street in Paris, for instance, is not too slyly titled "Rue Artbuch Wald...