Judith Martin is the syndicated Washington Post's gimcrack columnist who's otherwise famous for being invited particularly...

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THE NAME ON THE WHITE HOUSE FLOOR and Other Anxieties of our Times

Judith Martin is the syndicated Washington Post's gimcrack columnist who's otherwise famous for being invited particularly not to come to the Nixon girl's wedding -- ""Tricia and I weren't what you'd call close, especially after I wrote that she dressed like an ice-cream cone."" Most of the short pieces here originally graced the Post (1965+) and, except for the Tricia mot (that's truly funny), Ms. Martin's a la Buchwald attempts at humor produce chagrin rather than chortles. Chagrin for the writer trying so hard for a laugh and not succeeding. Sample: low-ranking Communist diplomats have nothing to do socially ""but sit around with one another and discuss where to find double-breasted gray suits"" so one day she and husband Robert (he's a standard foil) ""decided to do our patriotic duty and Have a Commie to Dinner."" Sample: ""Middle age, in America, is considered a state only slightly more desirable than venereal disease."" Sample: ""You realize the problem Republicans have in their talent searches when they pick Henry Kissinger for a sex symbol. Did they try hard enough to enlist Jane Fonda?"" Buchwald the winner by a guffaw.

Pub Date: Sept. 28, 1972

ISBN: N/A

Page Count: -

Publisher: Coward, McCann & Geoghegan

Review Posted Online: N/A

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 1, 1972

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