|The Collective Emphamism Known as Watergate was a real eye-opener for a then 16-year old Texas boy. After moving back to Arlington, VA, Scott Malone arrived from Texas on the day of the Watergate break-in on
17 June 1972. Though no McGovernite-Democrat be he, (despite such
allegations from his father, who in his eminent wisdom at that precise
time had considered a seeking employment in the Nixon White House with
our neighbor and his Vietnam buddy, Gen. Al Haig, and almost took a job
at CREEP), the younger Malone went on to seek the position of high
school intern at the Democratic National Committee offices, site of
said break-in. He won the argument when President Nixon cowardly bugged out.|
And almost exactly five-years-to-day after the June 17th break-in arrests, Malone would ironically be invited to help three of the Watergate burglars celebrate the expiration of the statute of limitations for the several other related crimes for which they were never charged (much less convicted), at a party in Miami's 'Little Havana' section. One of their un-indicted crimes was the Watergate Burglars' repeated, if not rather Key-stone Cop-ish, efforts to break to the McGovern Campaign Headquarters at 1910 K Street NW. The celebrating burglars had only discussed the target address five-years after the fact, but it was at that precise address that Malone vividly recalled, where he had been advised to go check with the Watergate DNC office for his aspirational Friday high-school civics project. Malone received an A-plus for his enterprise. The DC Metro intelligence police detective who arrested the Watergate burglars, Carl Schoffler, would become one of Malone's life-long friends. Twenty years to the day after the burglars' Miami soire, Malone and the myriad friends of Detective Schoffler gathered to honor Carl's Memory at our own soire at the Watergate's fancy French restaurant. Carl had died suddenly and tragically one year before in 1996, of Pancreatic cancer at age 48. Of all those thus assembled admirers--spooky CIA spooks, investigative reporters of every stripe, FBI, local police and fire colleagues--only Malone had divined what Hollywood-types like call his "motivating factor." Detective Sargent Carl Schoffler, a man of righteous courage--a throw-caution-to-the wind, break-all-the-rules, relentless pursuer of justice--choose to embrace the historical perspective. Carl's Aunt was Anna Schoffler, the widow of wrongly-executed (Bruno) Richard Hauptman. Malone won that argument too...
16 December 2012
BlackVAULT - Watergate Plus Forty
The Devil's Advocate?
In 1991, [the late former Secretary of State Lawrence 'Just call me George'] Eagleburger explained to The Post why all of his sons were named Lawrence.
“First of all, it was ego,” he said. “And secondly, I wanted to screw up the Social Security system.”