Windward

Seems to be little doubt that Woodward has had his finger in the dyke of fourth estate credibility for years now. From his early days in naval costume, apparently all he ever really wanted was to be included at the dinner table—certainly not to snoop around in the galley to see how they prepared what they were feeding him. I suspect Bernstein would corroborate his partner’s stenographic skills but perhaps not much about connecting any dots. What does Bradlee think? Was Woodward’s ambition always simply to be embedded (even before the concept was coined) in the security blanket of established power? The Watergate generation of journalists is now faced with unmasking the masters of subterfuge who seem to have swallowed many of them up in "the mystique of the White House," unwittingly or not. And yet now they find themselves as pawns swept up in a grand illusion designed by Roving insiders to distract us not only from executive avarice but, alas, from the many other crushing issues of the day that continue to fester from malignant neglect.