Friday 22 July 2011

In less horrifying journalistic days?


In 2005 there came with my copy of the Irish Independent a special magazine titled '100 Years in the News 1905 - 2005'. It's a marvelous creation and I never tire of reading it. I often find myself turning there to research some item of yesterday's news or often simply for amusement or to marvel at the wonderful photographs.

Today I mention the publication because within its pages there's a wonderful and insightful story from the pen of the editor Dr Vincent Doyle. It reminds us that there were times (pre-Murdoch) when there was an almost innocent smoke-filled public house romance attached to journalism. The secret whispers were to be found within the racing pages.

Here, briefly, is Dr Doyle's story (the headline is mine) :

The vanity of prominent politicians

Over the years I have always been fascinated by a common trend linking prominent politicians - vanity. I remember one lunch given in the boardroom of this paper . . . by the late John Meagher . . .

Our guests were Charles Haughey . . . and several of his shadow cabinet. After the usual pleasantries he (John Meagher) turned to Charlie Haughey and said: "Now Deputy Haughey have you any questions you would like to ask us?"

. . . Haughey's mood visibly darkened.

The hooded eyes swivelled around in my direction and Haughey growled: "Yes, as a matter of fact I have a question."

"We have just come through a bruising four week election campaign and every time myself or the other fellow* were mentioned in the main headline he was always Garret and I was Haughey. Do you consider that fair and reasonable?"

. . . I explained . . . as the typography and layout . . . only allowed us to use seven to eight letters the name FitzGerald was impossible to fit whereas Haughey fitted just perfectly.

That, I said, is the explanation.

"Well that," thundered Haughey, "takes the f****** biscuit."

The lunch went downhill from there.

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*Garret FitzGerald

3 comments:

  1. For some reason that reminds me of the days when I played the piano for school assemblies and we could never sing All things bright and beautiful because we only had 2 4's in the box and that hymn was 444, so we couldn't put the number up on the board.

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  2. nothing to beat Irish storytelling in any form
    john

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  3. Thanks John, you reminded me of an Irish visit. I'll put it up.

    Oh school assemblies .... nuff said!

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