Playboy After Hours

November, 1962

A spy of ours chanced upon a poignant tableau not long ago at the bar of Manhattan's Yale Club and has given us a full account of the experience. As he recalls it, a group of old-line copywriters were propped against the mahogany, commiserating darkly with one another about those nonsensical, nonsingable TV commercials for which Mad Ave jingle-smiths are now being held accountable by the rest of the nation (Sample: "Double your pleas-Zhure, double your Fuhnn, with Double-good. Double-good,...