20 October 1999
Our current howler (part III): Prone to tattling
Synopsis: The writers insist that young Gore was stiff. Their reporting seems to say something different.
Growing Up in Two Worlds
David Maraniss and Ellen Nakashima, The Washington Post, 10/10/99
Gore: A Political Life
Bob Zelnick, Regnery, 1999
In failing to say if the Gores were rich, the Post passed up
an excellent chance to report on a widely-spun matter. But the
October 10 profile really starts going wrong when the writers
say this, early on:
MARANISS/NAKASHIMA (paragraph 7): Perhaps no human beings,
not even candidates for the American presidency, should be judged
decades later by the way they were before they reached adulthood,
but it is true nonetheless that in seeking to understand why people
think and act as they do, the early days often provide the richest
veins in the biographical mine...
Perhaps no human beings should be so judged? Perhaps?
In this profile, the writers don't judge Gore on the way he was
"before he reached adulthood." The writers judge Gore
on the way he was when he was seven years old. It's
hard to believe that such excellent writers can produce work as
silly as this:
MARANISS/NAKASHIMA (4): For the most part...Al adapted to the
staid environment [of the largely child-free Fairfax] by behaving
as a perfect little gentleman. He was invariably courteous to
his elders and seemed uncommonly earnest, sometimes overly so
and prone to tattling...
In this passage, we are actually told that a presidential candidate
was, at age sevenget this"prone to tattling." And
what was the evidence of that last horrid trait, which went hand
in hand with the other excesses? Read in full and see what happens
when we're determined to tell favorite stories:
MARANISS/NAKASHIMA (4): His only sibling, Nancy, was a decade
older...On weekends, she often stayed home to look after her little
brother while their parents were on the political circuit. Barbara
Howar, a friend from school, sometimes joined her and they had
the run of Suite 809.
(5) Although Nancy by all accounts adored her little brother,
at times like this she wanted nothing to do with him. He was the
sort of little pest who would seek attention by popping out of
nowhere...Their efforts to evade the watchful eye of Little Al met
with no apparent success. "Every time we tried to do something,
Al would catch us and say, 'I'm telling! I'm telling! I'm telling
Dad!'" Howard recalled recently. "He was an egregious
And that's it. On the basis of this one silly anecdotedescribing
Gore at age sevena major writer tells readers, in paragraph four,
that a presidential candidate was "prone to tattling."
We hope it isn't necessary to say just how silly that statement
is. We also think it shows the press corps' deep impulse to pass
on its conventional wisdombecause the passage cited from paragraph
four is just one part of the writers' profile in which they insist
that little Gore was much the stiff, wooden veep we often read
Let's return to the underage Gore, the seven-year-old little
tattletale. Apparently confident in their skill as psychiatrists,
the writers pen this diagnosis at the start of their piece:
MARANISS/NAKASHIMA (6): His compulsion to adhere to
the established order extended beyond the common practice of snitching
on an older sibling.
We won't trouble you with the single example they give to confirm
their diagnosis (this example occurs at age ten). We will ask
you to marvel at their psychiatric languagetheir belief that
they are equipped to make such a statement, forty years later,
about the life of a ten-year-old child. The notion that young
Gore has a "compulsion to adhere to the established order"
is a judgment no psychiatrist would make on this evidence. But
the judgment does express the press corps' conventional wisdom,
robotically asserted all through the past year, that there is
something unnatural about our stiff, cautious veep. We now learn,
from our two parlor shrinks, that the odd behavior was in place
All throughout the writers' profile they assure us of this
picture. Young Gore is "invariably courteous;" "always
standing straight;" "inordinately cautious;" "overly
earnest." Nancy, we're told, was "in some ways his opposite,
radiant, easygoing, and full of mischief." (This sentence
occurs in the very same passage where Gore drives Nancy crazy
by acting up all the time.) The writers are determined to fill
in this picture, with no example too absurd or mundane:
MARANISS/NAKASHIMA (9): Here is a morning tableau at Suite
809 drawn from remembrances of the family and hotel workers: Al's
mother, hoping to make the hotel seem more like home, bakes her
own bread and prepares Al's family meal. He eats hurriedly, gathers
his books and leaves for school at precisely the same time
each morning... crossing Massachusetts Avenue to wait for the
N-2 or N-4 bus that will take him up the hill to St. Albans.
Leaving "at precisely the same time each morning?"
Exactly as millions of kids do each day? You will have
to take our word, until you read the piece, that, in the context
of the writers' psychiatrizing, this detail becomes another emblem
of Stiff Little Al's robot manner. The writers also gape in surprise
at the "regimen" the little guy found at St. Albans.
"A St. Albans boy was instructed to keep a stiff [!] upper
lip," they say. Here's how bad it was for our little compulsive:
MARANISS/NAKASHIMA (17): Every boy had to engage in some form
of athletics, from varsity football, the favored sport, to an
after-school program for the less athletic students dubbed Troop
19. The regimen could end as late as 6.
As late as 6! Imagine that! Is there any high school in this
country where after-school sports may not last that late? But
to the writers, the desire to paint Gore as an under-age robot
turns this into a major surprise. When he would go to Tennessee
each summer, "the Tennessee life took much of the stiffness
out of Gore," they say. Trust usthis profile is full of
anecdotes, silly and otherwise, designed to show us that Gore
was stiff, in line with that seven-year-old child's sad "compulsion."
The writers even found a St. Albans teacher willing to say that
Gore was "a wooden Apollo." Triumphant, they save the
best for last, citing the quote at the end of their profile.
But what saves this "biographical story" is its unintended
high comedythe writers' apparent lack of awareness that, in the
course of their peregrinations, they give us anecdotes, one after
another, that don't fit their diagnosis at all. They show us Gore
"quickly developing a reputation for reckless driving"
when he gets his learner's permit at age 14. He finally wrecks
his dad's Impala at what seems to be age 16 (details tomorrow).
They show us Gore in a full-blown fist-fight in a St. Albans math
class, "tumbling around the room, bowling over desks."
They show us Gore standing on his head on the outboard motor while
water-skiing at a Tennessee lake; inviting a 15-year-old Donna
Armistead out when he was 13, kissing her and asking her to go
steady the next day; jumping up and down with her on a bed to
make her mom think that the two were having sex:
MARANISS/NAKASHIMA: Donna's mother came hurtling into the room
only to find the young couple "dying laughing, holding hands,
There was a bit more life there than we thought. "Invariably
courteous" and "inordinately cautious," Gore "would
unscrew the receiver on a telephone in the basement room so [he
and Donna] could listen secretly to his father's conversations
with important people." The authors show him on the roof
of that fancy hotel, dropping water balloons on cars as they pass
in the street. In a photo, they literally show him right at the
center of a toilet paper prank at St. Albans. Nor did the authors
exhaust all known examples of young Gore's ability to express
his compulsion. Biographer Bob Zelnick offered other examples
of Gore's need to adhere to the rules:
ZELNICK: Gore played center on the football team...getting ejected
for unsportsman-like conduct in losses his junior and senior year
to arch-rival Episcopal.
He was known as the fellow who could keep a broomstick balanced
on the tip of his nose interminably.
He celebrated graduation by driving around town in the big
family Chrysler Imperial tossing cherry bombs into the street.
In a 1987 profile of Gore in the Baltimore Sun, Michael Kelly
told another tale of the pint-sized compulsive; at ten, Gore acted
out his need to obey by splattering paint on passing cars in the
In failing to explore the Gores' financial background, the
Post missed a chance to explore some big spin. But in insisting
that Gore, at age seven, was acting out a "compulsion"
by threatening to tattle on his big sister, the writers showed
the power of the press corps' own compulsion to adhere to a powerful
orderthe order the press corps tends to put on the news by adhering
to its own treasured spin.
Tomorrow: Charles Krauthammer said scribes should stop
pretending they're shrinks. We agree after reading this portrait.
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see THE DAILY HOWLER, 8/26/98 and 9/1/98.