4 U 4 4, At 1 I, Page Eighteen THE MICHIGAN DAILY Sunday, November 22, 1970 Sunday, November 22, 1970 THE MICHIGAN DAILY Frank sm (Continued from Page 17 Their mommas are starting to raise hell with the inspector." * .* So Frank was happy to help us go into the business as For-the nicest choice middlemen. He would sell ofae Clitrs cr tilshigh grade heroin, which he h s tbuys from a wholesaler, at a stainless steel and silver profit to us. We would cut it into low grade heroin a n d *oO : make a 100 per cent profit. at the The free enterprise system at work. JOIT, N B. tliDY Darryl wanted to start sell- 1;ing that weekend. I agreed SIFTS because Frank was ready to call my bluff. 601 -607 E. Liberty St. Richmond and I went to a 668-6779 Ann Arbor F bar a few blocks away later that night to figure out what _ebankI didn't have $1havem k.: . .r......: .k{. :.\r..v. . <;:......--*'-----the-vbank;do I didn't eve n hav 1 1111o1 1,lio 111 si a bank account or a bank book. Finally we decided I would try to stall by pretend- ing to get mugged and lose my identification papers on CHRITMA GITthe way home. I felt s af e CHRISTMAS GIFT BOOKSA few minutes later a girl ran screaming into the bar. Her girlfriend had tried to re- sist a pursesnatcher and had been slashed with a r a z o r A Very Large Selection down the side of her neck. Somebody called an ambu- lance while some of us went outside and tried to stop the forYourselfanbleeding. The girl would live. ;the ambulance doctor assur- H ded us. But I didn't feel safe or ay Gifts anymore. f Darryl sulked when I told him I couldn't get my money out of the bank until I got new papers. But I gave him BUY EARLY WHEN STOCK IS COMPLETE another $20 bill f r o m my YECpocket money, which I carried concealed in a gambler's belt, and he left for Frank's to cop some "jones" for himself. On Friday night Darryl made certain I met our pros- R0 pective customers. They drive C up in shiny cars just out of the car wash, Mercedes and 126S.63 Triumphsand even one Con- tinental, 15 to 20 carloads a weekend, Darryl guaranteed me. s 4A 0 .^ #40*6t .Agd .A 40^ ;+- , Ay. A* k . They wear leather-fringed veSts_ headbands and boots. wing to the suburbs They Review Films, Dont They.) She ing spur gently pushes the needle, feel- for his vein. A geyser of blood is up. "Oh God, that's good," he sighs. rands. He also rented s o m e extra syringes and needles and helped one girl get off for the first time. She is about 16 with san- dy straight hair, a model's face and long legs. She has a long ugly birthmark on one arm and she pulls back in shame when Darryl rolls up her sleeve. "Hey, what did you shoot to get that, kerosene?" Dar- ryl snorts. She offers her other arm and grimaces when Darryl pokes at her with the need- le. When her blood starts dripping onto the floor, she turns her back and counts aloud, "one, two, one two." Darryl probes deeper into her arm until he is satisified the needle is in her vein, not through it. He squeezes the bulb. The girl sits frozen for several minutes. Then she gets up and picks up a bloody wad of cotton and tosses it into a waste basket. She moans softly, stretches out on the couch and begin doing Debby Drake exercis- es is slow motion, counting, "one, two, one, two." Darryl makes about $30 for the night's work. "Next weekend we'll make 50 times that," he promises. Many of the kids wander around the house. Two oth- er junkies in the house are also taking care of suburban FRITZ METZGER'S RESTAUR ANT Imported and Local 2 Liquors Dinner S-ecials FEATURING ...g Hassenpfeffer Weiner Schnitzel Kasseler Rippchen A v ~; iC , cbl. ttu f va and carry $25 or $50 in bills. Darryl and I made several trips to Frank's with their money to buy heroin. Darryl always pocketed a couple bucks in exchange for his er- Put some heroin in a spoon, add water and heot By NEAL GABLER The New York Times building stands dirty gray on Manhattan's 43rd Street, austere mas- ter over neondelic Times Square. It is solid and proper, West 43rd Street's fortress against the Square's pop impiety. Like all fortresses it has guards: two at the door in police-like uniforms with silver badges and visored caps, a third in the City Room foyer in suit and tie, and a large por- trait of one of the Ochs or Sulzbergers hangs vigil as a final check. Hundreds of thousands of Americans, includ- ing just about everyone of any influence, depend upon The Times for news and opinion. When The Times talks, people listen. Even the White House. The Times can make or break you, as a politician or a stockbroker - or an artist. Clive Barnes can still level a Broadway show with a few mighty blasts from his typewriter. None of this is lost on the employes, who car- ry on the glorious tradition with reverant ser- vility. But the preoccupation with the monolith- ic Times can sap an entire department and kill a writer's spirit. There was a time when a pan could decimate a film's box office receipts. Who cares what The Times thinks about a movie now? "Movie reviewing is a rough business," sighs A. H. 'Abe' Weiler. Forty years at The Times and he's still reviewing fourth-string trips like Trog, Witchcraft and The Computer Wore T e n n i s Shoes. Years ago back at CCNY, Weiler hoped for a medical career but somewhere his ambition got derailed and he's been at The Times ever since. "I wouldn't recommend film reviewing to any- one," Weiler says now. "It used to be adventure- some, wonderful, exciting. Today, they tend more and more toward the IBM concept. It's a sadness, a real sadness." "Hiring is a very drawn out process," says Roger Greenspun, the Times' number two film critic and newest member of the fraternity. "Af- ter you're interviewed by the man who really does the hiring, the metropolitan editor, a man named Arthur Geld, and after he's sort of de- cided in your favor, then you're interviewed by half the staff of the Times. For my lowly job I was interviewed by Salisbury, I wasn't interview- ed by Reston but by his assistant, and then by Abe Rosenthal who was at that time assistant managing editor and has since become managing editor, and by Clifton Daniel, who was at that time managing editor and has since been kick- ed upstairs, and by oneor two other people. So you really go the rounds. It takes a long time, about four months in my case." Promotion is no less jealously guarded than hirinu. Ask Weiler. He's survived all the critics, Hall and Nugent in the thirties and Bosley Crow- ther and Renata Adler, and while they've come and gone he's been variously Sunday editor, mov- ie editor and fourth string reviewer. "Promotion works entirely on the whim of management," Weiler grieves. "It's haphazard actually; there is no way you can put your finger on it. Lots of people ask: When Crowther left why didn't you get the job?' I didn't get the job because manageient never even informed me, never even asked me, never even thought of me. Maybe they did think of me. Maybe they were thinking, 'Well, we don't want some guy who's been here this long.' You can't take these things to bed with you every night. You'll go crazy." In the beginning (1940) and for 27 years thereafter, there was Bosley Crowther. Crowther had, in fact, been around so long that he man- aged to stake himself out a little duchy in the em- pire, a duchy ruled by what Andrew Sarries call- ed "consensus power" meaning most of the peo- ple who read the Times agreed with him. Ac- cording to Vincent Canby, who sits now in Crow- ther's chair, the movie industry "was trying to get Bosley fired every week. He was tough, and he had a terrible reputation with the film com- panies. They circulated stories t h a t he was a Communist, if not a Communist, a spy, or that he was left-wing. Awful stories. United Artists pulled their ads at least once that I remember because of his review of Trapeze." But when the Sixties rolled around,-doubts arose in some quarters as to whether the movie duke had kept pace with the kandy-colored-tan- gerine-flake-streamlined- Bonnie and Clyde was r 1967, Crowther answered Penn to task for the film's Bonnie and Clyde weren't sisted in four reviews of t ic put it, "At the end of h curious position where he a major disagreement. Sc ence for going to Bonnie a What happened next, people claim Crowther u those years and that he long before the Bonnie flared. "There are other management was tired c don't know who's right c "Film reviewir adventuresomc Today, they to more toward 1 cept. It's a so sadness." that he was aware he w with things. I don't think I know that there were tors, who are no longer i solutely despised him. B those editors didn't like with him as a film crit about film criticism and was out of tune or not.' In any case, Crowther aging editor Clifton Dan' New Yorker political ess Crowther's successor. 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