WELCOME to the debut of “The Truth Is!”, a blog of reporting and commentary that aims to be informative, thoughtful and provocative. At least initially, the blog will have a strong heartland flavor by virtue of the connection of a number of us to Cowles family journalism. I am former editor of the Des Moines Register’s opinion pages. Another contributor, Michael Gartner, is former editor of the paper; he later served as president of NBC News. Another former Register editor who has agreed to contribute, Geneva Overholser, is director of the University of Southern California’s Annenberg school of journalism. Followers of the blog will have access also to the work of Herbert Strentz of Des Moines, a close Register and other newspaper watcher who once headed Drake University’s journalism school. Bill Leonard, a longtime Register editorial writer, will add insights.

“The Truth Is!” will be supervised by my daughter, Marcia Wolff, a communications lawyer for 20 years with Arnold and Porter (Washington, D.C.). Invaluable technical assistance in assembling and maintaining the blog is provided by my grandsons Julian Cranberg, a college first-year, and Daniel Wolff, a high school senior.

If you detect a whiff of nepotism in this operation, so be it. All of it is strictly a labor of love. —Gil Cranberg

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Gilbert Cranberg: REVENGE OF THE NERDS

Chris Christie’s lengthy press conference Jan. 9 contained a passage that must have brought back painful memories to anyone who ever attended high school. It was the part where Christie was asked about his ties to David Wildstein, a high school classmate and Christie political appointee who was a central figure in the George Washington Bridge traffic tie-up.

Asked about Wildstein at the press conference, Christie all but said, “David who?” and did his best to distance himself from his appointee . Said Christie, “Well, let me just clear something up. OK, about my childhood friend, David Wildstein . It’s true that I met David Wildstein in 1977 in high school….David and I were not friends in high school. We were not even acquaintances in high school…. We didn’t travel in the same circles in high school. You know, I was the class president and athlete. I don’t know what David was doing during that period of time.”

During that period of time Wildstein was crunching numbers as the baseball team’s statistician. In the high school pecking order, few things are lower in status than a statistician, a bespectacled statistician at that. Given the cliquish nature of high school society, it’s likely that a big man on campus like Christie couldn’t possibly have had time for the likes of Wildstein.

Still, he put him on the state payroll and in a position where he could cause grief for the governor. Did he ever! His name is all over e-mails that make it evident that the governor’s office plotted a harebrained political payback against innocent New Jersey commuters by tying them up in traffic. To make matters even more farcical, Wildstein pleaded the Fifth Amendment and is said to be keeping his lip sealed until he is given immunity. That assures long-running embarrassment for the former class president-athlete.

Athletes hold an exalted position in high school culture. They are revered but also resented. It would be interesting to know how many former high school nerds are taking pleasure in watching the jock in the Jersey Statehouse being brought low by one of the class shnooks.

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