{"id":81635,"date":"2020-10-17T17:00:01","date_gmt":"2020-10-17T15:00:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.reunion68.se\/?p=81635"},"modified":"2020-10-17T14:35:27","modified_gmt":"2020-10-17T12:35:27","slug":"25-00-51","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.reunion68.se\/?p=81635","title":{"rendered":"How True Love Won the Day With Conrad Black"},"content":{"rendered":"<h5 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.nysun.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"center alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/www.nysun.com\/images\/logo_new.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"45%\"><\/a><span style=\"text-decoration: underline; color: #000080;\"><strong><a style=\"color: #000080; text-decoration: underline;\" href=\"https:\/\/www.nysun.com\/foreign\/how-true-love-won-the-day-with-conrad-black\/91296\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">How True Love Won the Day With Conrad Black<\/a><\/strong><\/span><\/h5>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><strong>SETH LIPSKY<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<hr style=\"height: 15px; background: #d0e6fa; width: 100%;\">\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>The Memoir of Barbara Amiel, Who Confounded the Gossips in a Story for Our Time<\/strong><\/h5>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/lh3.googleusercontent.com\/proxy\/En0B3zOAN83KrVRSaYsx4saUGGkTN_y4Bz8_86laznCrWlpmump7cg8Z1Ho1BrUZSJWr7d2Q9spiRjjq4NQl0gHXffmpK_d6vhJJL6h0dIXUqYBFR6kG_tSGfE7B9BoUeca2VfRhO7o5Gg\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">One of the things that made me look forward to reading Barbara Amiel\u2019s new memoir is something she said shortly before her husband, Conrad Black, departed for prison. It was at a dinner for him at the Breakers in Palm Beach, where ten or so editors had gathered to buoy his spirits. At some point during the evening, I leaned over to Barbara and asked whether she was going to be okay.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">\u201cThe thing to remember about me,\u201d Barbara replied, or words to that effect, \u201cis that I am a Jewish girl from North London.\u201d What I took her to mean is that she may have just lost the glittering life that comes with marriage to a British newspaper baron, but she has never been able to take anything for granted, always had to work her way up, and was tougher than one might guess.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Not that she wasn\u2019t tested, as is clear in her extraordinarily affecting book. \u201cFriends &amp; Enemies\u201d is billed as a \u201cLife in Vogue, Prison, &amp; Park Avenue.\u201d It is certainly all that, and beautifully crafted. The early notices have focused on Ms. Amiel\u2019s adventures and affairs between marriages. And her caustic comments on the friends and institutions that fell away once her husband lost his newspaper empire.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Yet it\u2019s much more than that. It\u2019s a glimpse of newspaperdom at its apogee, sketched by a brilliant newspaperwoman in her own right (Ms. Amiel was the first woman to be editor of a Canadian metropolitan daily, the Toronto Sun, and a columnist of the Times, the Telegraph, and Maclean\u2019s). It\u2019s a devastating look at high society. It\u2019s a riveting courtroom drama that\u2019s at times as tragicomical as Dickens.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">It\u2019s also a love story that, as her marriage prospered in adversity, confounded the gossips who\u2019d predicted \u2014 and with a touch of glee \u2014 that she would throw over her husband after he was cast into prison. And it\u2019s a Jewish story of an assimilated woman who turns out to feel fiercely the tug of Zion. That\u2019s not the primary strand of this tale, but it glints throughout in one of its most poignant subplots.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">The future baroness was born in London. Her father was a lawyer and then a soldier. Her parents divorced when she was eight, and her mother, after remarrying, took Barbara to Canada. She never again saw her biological father, who died by suicide, and she had to support herself since she was 15. She eventually landed at the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, where she began her climb.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">\u201cFriends &amp; Enemies\u201d briefly covers Ms. Amiel\u2019s first three marriages. They served mainly to put into relief the likelihood that the Black-Amiel union was genuinely beschert. The book touches on the world of competitive jewelry into which the marriage ushered Barbara Amiel. Yet at their home in Toronto, I was once shown, off Conrad Black\u2019s private chapel, a library Conrad had constructed to honor his wife. It contained their Jewish books.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Who else can boast of such a jewel?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">The first half of Ms. Amiel\u2019s memoir includes the story of her most storied scoop. It happened at a dinner party at their London townhouse, where 100 friends had gathered for Boris Johnson. At one table the French ambassador remarked that the world\u2019s troubles were all because of \u201cthat shitty little country Israel.\u201d Asked the French envoy: \u201cWhy should the world be in danger of World War Three because of those people?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Ms. Amiel herself didn\u2019t, as she relates the story, actually hear the remark. Conrad Black did, but had a hard time believing his own personal ears. \u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d said the press baron, \u201ccould you repeat that?\u201d He later related the exchange to his wife. She was stuck for a column, and the rest is an uproarious bit of history. In the book, it comes shortly before the start of the long travail that would upend the Blacks\u2019 life at the top.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">It happens that I\u2019ve long opposed the way the government piles on when it wants to make an example of an alleged criminal. I was on the Wall Street Journal editorial board when it defended Michael Milken. I supported President Clinton\u2019s pardon of Marc Rich, and defended, among others, Martha Stewart. The Sun defended Conrad Black, and would have even hadn\u2019t his company been an investor in \u2014 and he a founding director of \u2014 the paper.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">That said, it\u2019s hard to think of a federal case in which the claims made by the government were so vainglorious, the corporate value destroyed by the prosecution so outsized, and the vindication of the accused so complete. Or that found a chronicler who manages to capture as well as Barbara Amiel does the Kafkaesque qualities of the rack and the ratcheting attempts at personal annihilation.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">It is an enormous testament that Conrad Black was acquitted outright of all of the most serious charges in the case and also the petty ones, like abusing his expense account and spending corporate cash on his wife\u2019s birthday party. Enormous, too, that the remaining fraud convictions were vacated by the Supreme Court in a unanimous opinion (written by, in one of her finest hours, Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg).<\/span><\/p>\n<p><em>recomended by:&nbsp;<strong>Leon Rozenbaum<\/strong><\/em><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/www.reunion68.com\/Biuletyn\/ico\/leon-r.jpg\" width=\"20%\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">A bitter appeals judge reinstated one count, so that Black stood, wrongly, guilty of having committed a fraud and was, after being let out of prison, sent back, albeit for a reduced sentence. In the end, his appeal to the President \u2014 to whom the Constitution grants the power to wipe clean the slate \u2014 finally won the day, with a total and unconditional pardon, which can\u2019t be questioned or reversed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\">Today, the Blacks are still together \u2014 and, this memoir records, happily so. Toward the end of the story Ms. Amiel and her sister drive to Kitchener for the funeral of their distant mother, Vera. In the funeral venue, they discover, on the wall above her casket, a cross. They look at one another and, suddenly, dash to the microphone, where their mother\u2019s birth into a great rabbinical dynasty is marked for the mourners of Zion and Jerusalem by the Jewish baroness from North London. 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