Nevertheless, I keep working my way through the old manuscripts. Nothing even close so far, and I’m down to the last two shelves. If nothing else, we can all go on unemployment knowing that the mailroom is clean for the next company that moves in.Having said that, let me tell you that I feel depressed (more than usual, that is) to realize I must count myself, along with Bill, among the goats instead of the sheep. I mean, Herb and Sandra at least came up with ideas, didn’t they? Which leads me to the real purpose of this memo. You’re the boss, not me, but I actually think both ideas have merit. A book about the General would sell, especially if we really hustled it out there. I know that we don’t have the ability to produce an “instant book” like the ones which followed the release of the Watergate tapes, but Olive could work fast, especially if Herb worked on it with her. I’m sure he’d give himself a starring role, but even that might work.The joke-book idea is more nebulous, but I have to tell you that when I read that, I felt some obscure circuit (probably one I should feel ashamed of) go hot.
