Studs Terkel a Pussycat
More than 20 years ago…when authorities were trying to hype Newberry Library funding…they scheduled a series of debates in adjoining Washington Park, known forevermore as “Bughouse Square.” Bughouse Square was, for decades, this town’s version of London’s Hyde Park where assorted philosophers, poets, madmen and fanatics would address roving crowds which would either heckle them, applaud wildly or drift away. I recall how on a date in 1952 with the girl I ultimately married, we listened raptly to one little man with a serious mien, trying to focus on what he said only to deduce that he was inveighing about pubic hair. Moderation of subjects such as intimate bodily distinctions was then verboten as Bughouse was regarded as composed of alma maters of universities (and the great municipal library nearby) which was devoted to good taste—and they properly heckled the guy off the stage.
Not so now when universities large ... Read More...
