Word: rader
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...vicious, foulmouthed, whisky-swilling slob who carries on a flagrant liaison with a pea-brained wench. He treats his preacher son like dirt and shells out cash here and there to hush up his scandals. That's the protagonist of Miracle, a squalid novel by Dotson Rader (Random House...
...among the Cardinals; incredibly, the New York Times's bestseller list carries his book in the nonfiction category, where it ranks tenth this week. Truth to tell (so to speak), The Final Conclave is a farrago of fact, speculation, misinformation and fiction. In somewhat the same vein, Rader uses silly, intrusive episodes that feature F.D.R. speaking at a revival, and Aimee Semple McPherson blathering in her boudoir, and dots his hero's career with heavyhanded parallels to the life of Billy Graham...
...some cases the preposterous plots are exceeded by the presumptuous flackery. Templeton's publishers announce that during his promotional tour he will "break the last taboo on national TV." Rader's novel was unveiled at a Manhattan disco with a gospel sing-along starring Norman Mailer, Truman Capote, William F. Buckley and Walter Cronkite. Stein & Day let it be known that The Final Conclave was printed under extraordinary security lest it be "suppressed." By whom? The publisher didn't say; surely a banning in Boston or a burning in Butte would have hyped the book...
These two ex-clergymen profess affection for the church. Not so Dotson Rader, a preacher's kid who says he wrote his hate-filled book about American Evangelicals because they are so filled with hatred. Rader's grandfather Luke and great-uncle Paul were big-time revival preachers. His father, also named Paul, who still conducts meetings around the South, raised Dotson on the road and wanted his son to become a preacher too. It was the novelist's great-uncle who had the distinction of preaching at the very meeting in Los Angeles where the adolescent...
...known for a mean left and the other for a mean write, but last week Norman Mailer and Truman Capote were on their best behavior. Only bons mots and canapés were passed around at a Manhattan discothèque party celebrating the publication of Southern Baptist Dotson Rader's new book Miracle. To get in the spirit of things, Dotson and a friend sang hymns between disco numbers. "Why not? After all, television mixes apples with astronauts," opined Mailer, 55, who is writing a book about Gary Gilmore, the executed murderer. "It's a new angle...