“Correction: August 3, 2012
An obituary about the author Gore Vidal
in some copies on Wednesday included several errors. Mr. Vidal called William F. Buckley Jr. a crypto-Nazi, not a crypto-fascist, in a television appearance during the 1968 Democratic National Convention.
“While Mr. Vidal frequently joked that Vice President Al Gore was his cousin, genealogists have been unable to confirm that they were related.”
What “genealogists” did you consult? Did you think of asking Cousin Albert himself?
Of course not. You hate him almost as much as you hate Eugene.
“And according to Mr. Vidal’s memoir “Palimpsest,” he and his longtime live-in companion, Howard Austen, had sex the night they met, but did not sleep together after they began living together. It is not the case that they never had sex.”
On page 251 Eugene is winding up a discussion of dancer/actor/sybarite Harold Lang
They had tons of fun together, but —
“I learned from Harold that an affair with a man was neither possible nor desirable for me, and so, with relief, I gave up further attempts along these lines. Women were sometimes tempting, but my early exposure to the Marriages of My Family proved to be a reliabel, unbreakable prophylactic. I might have negotiated Tolstoy’slast station with style, but it was the first station that look ominous to say the least. Thus, I was able, at twenty-five, to settle down with Howard Austen, age Twenty-one.’
(That’s Howard on the left. On the right Paul Newman is splayed before Eugene like a canape, as Joanne Woodward chuckles nearby)
“We had met anonymously at the Everard Baths.”
Please note Eugene says “met” not “fucked.” The whole point of what happened at the Everard
was that Eugene and Howard discovered upon meeting one another that they were both “Tops.”
To say this is beyond the NYT’s ken is putting it mildly
Here’s Eugene in Fellini’s Roma. It’s the italian version so he’s actually speaking the language.
Harold (Pushy Manipulative Bottom) Lang will sing us out