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Monday, May 8, 2006
CIA shake-up
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
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Mission incomprehensible
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
Stephen Colbert’s barbed harpoons got all the attention at last weekend’s White House Correspondents’ Association Dinner. But that was inside the banquet hall.
Outside, in the corridors of the Washington Hilton, two men named Mike stalked George Clooney, watched Henry Kissinger’s back and, well, if there was excessive alcohol consumption, it came much later.
Mikes Luckovich and Peters, editorial cartoonists for The Atlanta Journal-Constitution and the Dayton Daily News, respectively, arrived early for the big Newsweek cocktail party before the dinner. Both were carrying the tools of their favorite prank: a phone cord borrowed from their hotel phones and dark glasses. Luckovich takes up the story:
George Clooney came in with his father, so I talked to him briefly. George Clooney was like the main celebrity at the dinner, so the room quickly filled up with people, various media, politicians and others that I didn’t recognize. It was getting hot, so Mike and I left the cocktail party and went outside.
People were still coming in, so Mike and I put our dark glasses on and put the phone cords in our ears and then snaked them behind and into our jackets. And we stood outside and pretended we were security.
We were on each side of the door, and we kept having to remind each other not to smile. The party was winding down and the dinner was getting close to starting. When George Clooney and his father left, Mike and I got right in behind them and pretended we were their security. We still had our dark glasses and the phone cords in our ears.
So we were going down the hallway toward the dinner, and Clooney and his father and numerous hangers-on turned into this curtained room. Mike and I went in, but the real security kicked us out after about 10 seconds.
People heading toward the dinner all saw George Clooney go into this room, so there was a mass of people outside this curtained area, so Mike and I stood outside the opening and pretended that we were security and continued to remain unsmiling. We were waiting for Clooney to come out; we were going to follow him again. But Henry Kissinger walked out. He said to Mike and me, “Can you take me to the security area?” (You had to go through a metal detector to get to the dinner.)
So we said, “Certainly, sir.” So we became Henry Kissinger’s security. It was just the two of us, right behind Kissinger, right at his back. He’s walking down this hallway to get to the metal detector to go into the banquet hall, and a crowd surrounded him and began taking his picture. So after a few seconds, I yelled out, “No more photos!” in a very authoritative voice, and everyone stopped taking photos.
Here’s this goof — I’m wearing tortoise-shell sunglasses and a phone cord out my ear, and they’re thinking, “OK, that’s his security.” So we continued to walk and we got up to the metal detector, and Kissinger went through it and proceeded into the banquet hall. We let Henry go and then went on to the next thing. We pretended we were security at the metal detector — telling people they had to take their shoes off and stuff like that.
Nobody did, believe it or not.


