QB is back from the City of Brotherly Love, and we will resume regular posting later this week. Until then, a stopgap:
“After the bomb explosion in Wall Street in 1920, for example, [Carlo Tresca’s] photograph was published with the caption, ‘Police Want This Man.’ Members of the Bomb Squad finally located him in the People’s House at 7 East Fifteenth Street, sitting in an office, sleepily reading a book on political economy. They discovered a package in his pocket. They unwrapped it and found three cheese sandwiches.
‘They are nice boys,’ he says, referring to the Bomb Squad. ‘Since then, whenever there is a bomb, they come to see me. They ask me what I know, but I never know anything. So we have wine.’”
—Joseph Mitchell, “Town Anarchist Delights in Being Thought a Villain,” My Ears Are Bent