More Lloyd…

It’s amazing the kind of buzz that a little op-ed can generate

Lloyd Grove has been guest blogging on Gawker all day and had some interesting things to say about his time in D.C:

  • Q: And how does NYC gossip swag compare to DC gossip swag?

    Grove: There’s just no comparison between DC and New York when it comes to swag. Number one, The WP had a very strict ethics policy — and it was basically, you can’t take nothin’ from no one. The New York Daily News was a lot looser, leaving it up to “good taste.” I’ve been offered all sorts of lovely gifts — exotic travel, hand-tailored suits, etc. — nothing especially eyepopping, but certainly things I didn’t accept. Various PR companies were always sending bottles of this and that, which I would either pass out to colleagues or, depending on whether I was in the mood to lug heavy stuff on the subway, take home. But when I attended fancy events, my assistant was always berating me for forgetting to bring back the gift bags.

Two more DC questions when you click below…some rude language, so you’ve been warned…

    Q: Who’s the scariest motherfucker you’ve ever dealt with? …

    Grove: But thinking back, one of the more bracing, stomach-churning encounters I ever had was with Carl Bernstein when I was doing the column at the Washington Post. Carl wasn’t happy that I was writing about him bouncing a paycheck to an assistant, and he must have phoned me and several of the editors once every ten minutes at deadline to get the item either killed or revised to his liking. Being at the business end of Carl’s relentlessness gave me a new understanding of how he helped break the Watergate story.

    Q: In your time in DC, who was the hottest politician’s wife? Did you ever get lucky in a federal office building? Ever get drunk enough to skinny dip in the Potomac? If you were forced to make a choice, would you rather have sex with Jessica Cutler or let a dude jerk you off? Essay question: What do you REALLY think of Ana Marie Cox?

    Grove: Well, it wasn’t Elizabeth Dole — or for that matter, Bob. I always liked Sonny Bono’s wife Mary — who later took his congressional seat after that spot of bother on the ski slope — especially when she wore that leopard print getup. I undoubtedly did get drunk enough, but I at the time was nowhere near the Potomac — which is teeming with all sorts of lethal microbes and pollutants — so I remain alive and healthy enough to be with you today. As for your either/or question, that is such a false choice. I like Ana Marie and think she’s really done well for herself.