Carl Bernstein has written a colorful memoir, and it's not about Deep Throat, Richard Nixon, Watergate, or Supreme Court justices, but the kinds of people who used to be called "ink-strained wretches": Newspaper people. From the times he was 16, he worked as a copy-kid on the old Washington Star, where he fell in love — I think that's the word to use — with what he call the "glorious chaos" and "purposeful commotion" of the newsroom.
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