February is always a bad month for TV sports. Football is gone, basketball is plodding along in the annual midseason doldrums, and baseball is not even mentioned.

It's a strange world. Some people get rich and others eat sh** and die.

By disgracing and degrading the presidency of the United States, by fleeing the White House like a diseased cur, Richard Nixon broke the heart of the American Dream.

Not everybody is comfortable with the idea that politics is a guilty addiction. But it is.

Timothy Leary and I kept the same hours. He believed, as I do, that “After midnight, all things are possible.

Sex, drugs, and insanity have always worked for me, but I wouldn't recommend them for everyone.

Nixon was a bad loser. He hated losing worse than death, and that is why I enjoyed him. We were both football fans, both addicts; and on some days, nothing else mattered.