(Ed. Note--The Crimson does not necessarily endorse opinions expressed in printed communications. No attention will be paid to anonymous letters and only under special conditions, at the request of the writer, will names be withheld).
To the Editor of the CRIMSON:
If the person who composed Wednesday's Gantry-like denouncement of Nemo, and deification of America's Winged Hypocrite, always bases his judgment of people's character on what they write, I should like extremely to hear his description of James Joyee's home-life. It would certainly make Rabelais and Petronius look like rank amateurs.
It would be quite easy to draw a lurid and very vitriolic picture of the writer of said letter, based on the fact that often those who make a practice of building up a righteous and God-like exterior, are usually attempting to cover up an essentially dirty mind--his distortion of Nemo's girl, flask, and vacuum, into bawds, flasks, and vacuums, is enough for that--but I will be fairer to him than he has been to Nemo, and not judge him by his writings. I will only hope that he is a natural human being, as I feel certain Nemo is, and know Colonel Charles A Lindbergh is.
Lindbergh is, and always has been, a natural human being, blessed with great courage and ability, and with enough business acumen to see the value of well-handled publicity. Does Mr. Bartlett realize that his little tin-god told newspaper men to publish, as soon as he arrived at Le Bourget, the fact that he was a simple fellow, who brought with him some sandwiches and several letters of introduction; that his stay in Paris was continually under the guiding hand of that master diplomat, Ambassader Herrick, who saw the international value of Lindbergh's flight; that Lindbergh's return to New York, especially his clever treatment of the innumerable stories released concerning him and his mother, was, and still is, considered a masterpiece in the art of handling publicity? I have nothing against him for this, it shows good business sense. The only complaint that I and so many others have is his continual hypocrisy about the whole affair of being in the public eye, his affected and transparent dislike for publicity, and his over-emphasis of the altruistic motive, as exemplified in the air-mail contracts wire. It is only too bad that he did not realize that he was going too far in sending this telegram to President Roosevelt--who saw through it easily enough--and only too sad that his publicity should have been one of the prime causes of the tragic loss of his boy, and by sensationalizing the whole affair, make it even more difficult for him and Mrs. Lindbergh to bear. Edward C. Tenney '37.
