I'd finished my latest Wode-
house, an overlong thing that
frittered away its élan with
tiresome repetition of screen-
play set-pieces, and I thought,
well, I'd skip further stimu-
lation and get to bed early.
Later, something awoke me, so
in curiosity about media spin
on what's next for undocument-
ed aliens, I turned to the
Sulzbergers' website, only to
be greeted by a flashing red
advertising blitz from one of
our leading policy engines of
the warfare state. Fixers on
the prowl, unsleeping.
Moments later, I returned to
The Times' site for a screen
cap of this brazen interven-
tion, to find it replaced by
a warm image of the logotype
for Royal Dutch Petroleum;
and again I found my naïveté
had brought me up short.
I know, it's true, The Times
doesn't just give away infor-
mation. It force-feeds me.
P.G. Wodehouse
The Luck of the Bodkins
op. cit.
Werner Bischof
1916 - 1954
New York
1953
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