
Five Sun-Times Pulitzer winners at Riccardo’s, 1970s: (Bill) Mauldin, (Roger) Ebert, (John) Fischetti, (Tom) Fitzpatrick, (Ron) Powers. (h/t Ebert Chicago)
The idea that journalists getting together in semi-private to bitch about the subject they cover in less than punk-ass "objective" and safe-for-work terms would be considered some kind of scandal is hilarious.
The idea that the tens of thousands of journalistic paupers and red-headed stepchildren who were never told about and were not invited into Ezra Klein's "No Homers Club" care about it
is doubly hilarious.
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Oh, to be the fly on the wall during a conversation between Bill Mauldin and John Fischetti.
They are obviously conspiring to destroy the country!
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