You know someone had to send those reporters out on their mission: editor speaks tersely into phone. “This looks like a job for SALISBURY!” Spidy and Poteet, blue with periodic cramps and protesting all the way, are rushed off to Saigon; Lippmann goes to Columbia to get the other side of the picture and the Times Literary Supplement comes out with a double issue. Iron Myke crawls back under the City Desk with the Dean of Women; Drew Pearson reveals that Linda is a dyke and her paramour is a Homuncula grown illicitly with cuttings stolen from Gov. Lurleen’s personal physician.