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...murder and harnessed his vigorous style to a proposal for an American Authors' Authority. Published in the Screen Writer, monthly mouthpiece of the Screen Writers' Guild, the proposal has been the cause of red scares and herrings galore. A glance at Cain's opposition, which includes Westbrook Pegler, the Chicago Tribune, and a newly formed group of writers headed by the oldest of the old guard, John Erskine and Louis Bromfield, indicates a weak base for all the shouting. A look at the proposal itself, and the base disappears altogether...
...lured him over to Hearst's Journal-American, where he has been ever since. He travels with the clubs, knows most of the major-league players, was an old favorite of John ("The Great") McGraw and Miller Huggins. He also is a favorite of other journalists. Wrote Westbrook Pegler: "There is never any night where Our Will...
Petrillo's A.F.L. musicians, turned down after asking 25% more pay, had walked off the bandstands of over 50 New York hotels (including the Waldorf-Astoria, St. Moritz, Savoy-Plaza). Cried Pegler: ''I hope the hotels and the musicians' union never come permanently to terms...
...Pegler, it seems, has a scunner against the modern hotel: it is no longer a home away from home. In Pegler's eyes, it is "a combination dance hall, vaudeville house, nightclub and rat race for disorderly elements. . . . We who rent the rooms . . . have been imposed upon grievously ... to accommodate . . . casuals off the streets who come to dance, drink and marvel in alcoholic stupor at ... the tough blonde griping hoarsely into a tin can mounted on a pipe . . . and pretty little thrips who sing mischievously about adultery . . . while Ollie Twitch and his reefer boys are tearing the atmosphere...
...another column last week Pegler sought to expose F.D.R.'s capacity and taste in liquor. Wrote he: "The President drank Martinis ... a horror to all well-mannered drinkers." Peg erred. F.D.R. was an Old-Fashioned man. Apropos his own bottle habits, Pegler, like a small boy writing on a blackboard, once repeated, for an entire post-New Year's Day column, a pledge not to mix his drinks...