The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

Newspaper(wo)men #27


Dorothy Kilgallen

5 comments :

Frank Sinatra said...

I hated that broad . . . .

SomeNYGuy said...

Say, Frank -- didn't you nickname her "The Chinless Wonder"?

Vanwall said...

Had her whacked, didja? Just kidding, it must've been J. Edgar's wish and command. She kept a tight lid on her own shenanigens, which were...interesting and un-Hearstian, I heard tell. Those brainy M'natt'n broads - still waters run deep.

operator_99 said...

Factoid: Her husband played Boston Blackie on the radio for several years.

Tommy O'C said...

She "committed suicide" just before she was supposed to go public with info that would "blow the lid" off the JFK assassination. Pure coincidence, of course. Like Sam Giancana getting shot in the mouth before he was due to testify (a decade later) before the Senate's Church Committee. And Johnny Roselli who bobbed to the surface in a 55-lb oil drum off Miami after he did testify and before he could answer the Senate's call to testify again.