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...convert. "It takes a little more effort to read him, but you get a lot back." She interviewed several of Baker's colleagues at the New York Times, close friends like NBC Anchorman John Chancellor and Author David Halberstam, and a number of other leading humorists, including S.J. Perelman and, in a sense, Benjamin Franklin. (Franklin was the nation's first regularly published humor columnist, and Rudulph dug up an early example of his work.) "Everybody was happy to discuss Baker," says Rudulph. But no one was more pleased than Syndicated Columnist Art Buchwald, Baker's colleague...
...just a lucidity and a sanity about him that is so distinctive. He writes clearly because he thinks clearly." Presidential Aspirant Eugene McCarthy once jokingly proposed making Baker U.S. Ambassador to the Court of St. James's; McCarthy confirms that the offer is still open. Says Humorist S.J. Perelman, whose fine, loopy wit has, almost unassisted, maintained The New Yorker's franchise as a funny magazine over the past couple of decades: "You can rely on Baker for honesty in his laughter and his anger. He has the courage to write a serious column when he's angry...
...other hand, the Los Angeles Times spoke loud and clear, but it was far from the center of things, and its deafening bias against any news or newsmaker that might threaten the interests of the Chandlers or their land-holding friends had become a joke to outsiders. Humorist S.J. Perelman recalled stopping at Albuquerque during one train trip: "I asked the porter to get me a newspaper and unfortunately the poor man, hard of hearing, brought me the Los Angeles Times...
...author of Crazy Like a Fox and Chicken Inspector No. 23 and the maestro of words such as wattles and dottle, boffin and horripilating was surely up to the challenge. Sidney Joseph Perelman, 74, faced the Chinese author of a drama titled We Will Always Remember Our Beloved Premier Chou En-Lai at a literary luncheon in Peking...
Thanks to many mao-tais, nobody lost face. The humorist had flown to Peking after driving from Paris to Hong Kong in his 1949 vintage MG. On arrival, a bout with bronchitis landed the peripatetic Perelman in a Peking hospital. When he saw the bill for his seven-day stay-$100-he treated his Chinese doctor to a pearl of wisdom: "Raise the rate...