It's practical, but it's not for everybody. It's not the way it's supposed to be. The way it's supposed to be is the journalist spots his subject in the wild, studies her habits unobserved, interviews her associates, arranges to meet her, charms her, gives her trinkets, persuades her of his bona fides and then and only then does he finally get to do with her what he wants to do with her, which is, of course, to write nasty things about her private life. That's the way it's supposed to be. The famous will always fall from grace.
People are optimistic here.
But they didn't have shovels or mules or anything, not even weather-beaten faces. They were all scrubbed and eager - just like the Crowne Plaza Holiday Inn. I understood the premise with my head that I think with, but in my other organs of knowledge I knew that our having come together in this hushed hotel meeting room on Sutter Street was off the scale of bogus. But I was not asked for my overall thoughts on that topic. I was asked something else.