Breakfast with Studs
Leah Garchik Friday, October 31, 2003
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Studs Terkel came to breakfast at Dottie's in the Tenderloin Thursday. It was not exactly the ideal venue because it was packed, music played, dishes rattled, silverware clanked and Terkel is deaf. Rejecting a suggestion we try someplace quieter, "You'll sit next to me," he said as he made his way to a table, greeting other patrons and embracing the din.
He's 91, his new book is "Hope Dies Last," and he's a hero to many Americans, particularly the kind who vote in San Francisco.
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Terkel does tend to quote himself and his book, but so what? He's here promoting it. He's also full of opinions not in the book: Rupert Murdoch is an "Australian Neanderthal"; the late New Yorker editor William Shawn, who refused to stand up for a writer under investigation during the McCarthy era, was a "miserable craven toady"; the young editors and writers who have replaced the likes of Murray Kempton and Harrison Salisbury are "los pocos cucarachas," the little cockroaches.
Despite the strength of his opinions, "I have a way of horsing around," he says, so not many people take offense any more. "Lately I've taken a whack at the Teflon woman, Oprah Winfrey. In an election year, Schwarzenegger didn't discuss politics? What kind of joke is that? But no one criticizes her. . . . She has this muscle-headed guy on with his trophy wife, and doesn't ask them about politics."
OK, about politics: Terkel's rooting for Dennis Kucinich, who "has the chance that the Bears have of winning the Super Bowl. He'd be our first blue- collar president. But he's out. . . . and Dean will do. If George Bush, with Depression and war can win, the Democratic Party should be dissolved. It has no balls."
Breakfast is served, there's brief marveling at the slab of ham, and then Terkel continues about the "eunuch" Democrats, and the "lack of memory by the very ones whose granddaddies's asses were saved" by the New Deal. "The whole scenario was designed by W.C. Fields and nobody is laughing."
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http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/chronicle/archive/2003/10/31/DD22366.DTL