Name Your Poison
November, 1965
Plain Talk does not a highball make, nor honest words a lush. Which, translated, means that we (yes, you and I) are probably inhibited about calling liquor, and drinking, and drunkenness by their real names.You think not? Perhaps the point can be best illustrated by an imaginative, though not wholly imaginary, scene featuring—you guessed it: a certain girthful, sable-jawed author, now engaged in casting pearls before Hollywood swine, and sometimes vice versa.We fade in as I enter my office in th...
