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Friday Oct. 9, 1970 Dear Jack -

   Anathema to Norman Podwhoreyz and all of his ilk, including that organ of intellectual masturbation called Cemetery.  The only good man on the staff is Jack Richardson who should be writing plays instead of writing about them.  Poor Norman sold his soul for a cocktail at Lionel Trillings.