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"I do think that the quality which makes a man want to write and be read is essentially a desire for self-exposure and is masochistic. Like one of those guys who has a compulsion to take his thing out and show it on the street." - James Jones Friday, Nov 11
Miller at National Press Club
On the way to the Press Club's 13th floor, I found myself alone in the elevator with Miss Miller. "Tough couple of weeks, huh?" I asked. "Ugh. There's never a dull moment," Miller said, fumbling nervously through her enormous shoulder bag for something she never found. She was enormously friendly and kind, without a bit of pretension or snobbery about her, but also nervously jittery and clearly showing signs of exhaustion that recent events have brought down upon her (or that she's brought down upon herself, depending on your take). Apparently, the trip to the spa yesterday didn't fully do the job. She looked down at my shoes (which were just that: shoes...nothing fancy or special...[brown Skechers, if you must know]) and said: "Your feet must be warm in those." "Pardon?" I asked, thoroughly confused by the curveball (oops! Pardon the pun...) But I looked down at her shoes--heels--and understood what she meant: Her thin shoes must not have been keeping her toes warm in this morning's brisk Washington weather. "You see, I'm still trying to get acclimatized to the cold winter ahead," she said. What a perfect metaphor, I thought. The elevator opened and I let Judy walk out of the elevator ahead of me and walk towards what will certainly be a cold winter indeed for Ms. Run Amok. Panel discussion notes after the jump... The Press Club was jammed with cameras (twelve at one count) and as Miller sat down next to Isikoff at the table (by the way, the Press Club apparently doesn't know how to spell Isikoff's name...see pic below...), the swarm of cameramen was reminiscent of a Senate panel, something Judy can relate to.
Miller summed up her involvement in Plamegate thusly: "Since I didn't write a story--and the New York Times didn't either--it was just a conversation and that was that." Ah, if it were only that simple...
She spoke of her time in jail--"isolating, hugely depressing and a stressful place to be"--and said that "I was happiest when I could remind myself that I was still a journalist, profiling and covering life inside the Alexandria Detention Center." Of course, as Tina Brown has already pointed out, perhaps Judy wasn't merely playing make-believe-reporter, but instead, taking notes for her future book on the matter.
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