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...Paint the Joint Red." Just after Repeal, Billy was hired (at $1,000 a week) by an underworld syndicate, backed by some of the more distinguished members of the Brooklyn Beer Gang, to run a big Broadway nightspot called the Casino de Paree. With the Casino, Billy revolutionized the nightclub business. His plan of action to attract the masses: 1) "Red is the most successful and exciting color, so paint the joint red"; 2) "Crowd them together-they'll communicate the excitement through their elbows"; 3) "Keep the prices reasonable, the liquor good and the food edible"; 4) "Make...
...shabby, menacing beauty of U.S. cities (there is a breath-taking street view of a Los Angeles rooming house in Doubloon) and 2) in the minor players who, with only a minute or so to make their points, impersonate, with passionate proficiency, the deep-sea fish of the underworld...
...would be a long time before Princess Margareta von Hesse could expect her heirlooms back. Army investigators had not yet found another million dollars worth of the loot, which they think might have been buried in the U.S. or already sold through underworld fences. And because the jewels already recovered had been smuggled into the U.S. without declaration, they would be shipped back to the U.S. for formal clearance by the Customs Bureau...
What it has parted with least wisely, for it has found nothing at all compensating, is most of the hardboiled, high-flying satire of The Beggar's Opera. Gay ripped open the underworld of his time to reveal its dissoluteness and dog-eat-dog love of lucre; but he had a corrupt great world equally in mind, even satirizing Prime Minister Robert Walpole. And Gay made his bawds and fences, his cutpurses and stool pigeons part of a pungent, roaring scene...
John Roy Carlson's latest book, a sequel to "Under Cover" of the war years, takes the reader on an unforgettable tour behind the seenes of an American political underworld where hate is the would-be vote-getter. The picture he paints will endure; the uninitiated will have seen what seaminess can be. It is Frederick Kister, or Gerald L. K. Smith, or William Dudley Pelley harangning a crowd of 52-20's in a shabby meeting house on the edge of a large Eastern city. It is a rally of "We, the Mothers," anti-Negro, anti-Jewish, anti-"furriner...