This book gives deeper meaning to dysfunctional family.
Written with all the drama of directions to assemble furniture (tab A, slot 1) by a newspaperman about a real but fictionalized union strike including a tamer version of Rupert Murdock, it should have been full of drama, angst, and anger. It was not.
This reads like a bi-monthly house organ of an industry on Mars...sort of third hand.
This story reinforces the idea New Yorkers seem to have that all important human life is confined to their little island. Told his son is moving out west, the father asks, "Jersey"?