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Where we lived-with a Communist storefront in the neighborhood (and recruiting parties on Friday nights)-the Daily Worker was on the newsstand of the candy store downstairs, but you'd be hard pressed anywhere to find The New York Times.

My father was a socialist, but he worried about them too, as he did about the unions, though he was a card-carrying charter member of Plumbers Union Local #1. Whatever you called them, you couldn't trust them. You could hardly believe it today, but the Post-that virulent РІвЂ вЂ™ tabloid of the smirking Right-was for the sympathetic Left, or what passed for liberals then (a word more scarce at the time) or for those too politically pantywaist to be thought of as Trotskyite. Hadn't he seen for himself, daily, in The Daily News, biggest circulation in the country-well, maybe not then but soon to come as the other papers folded, the Mirror, the Journal, the Telegram, the Trib, only the Post left in the afternoon. The pronoun could shift all it wanted, he knew who they were. РІР‚СљThey're all the same,РІР‚Сњ he'd say, as he closed the paper with a hard crease, front page up. But as though to confirm it again, the irrefutable, the inarguable, he read in reverse scruple, backing through the news, and if a story were continued, so what? he already knew the story, as he also knew the score, but he had to read it all, with headlines, subheads, captions, columns and other commentary, profiles, reviews, letters, stock listings and market statistics, the edgy ups and downs, as in the major-league standings or shifting decimals of batting averages, comic strips and cartoons, the schedule of ship sailings, obituaries, classifieds, everything from the editorials to the finest print of ads, and in every section on Sundays. No matter what was reported about it, there was nothing but thievery from beginning to end. He was convinced that wherever it started, whatever it was, it couldn't be trusted. He read every word of it (though let me not be misleading, he was skeptical about the Talmud), without worrying about origins or the sense of an ending. ONE They and There THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE TRACKS My father read the newspaper from back to front, as if it were the Talmud.

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