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Joan Fuster

segunda-feira, 13 de dezembro de 2010

Up to a point

Em Scoop (1938, Evelyn Waugh), Mr Salter, o editor da secção internacional do jornal, temendo contrariar o patrão, desenvolveu um sistema interessante: cada vez que o homem estava certo no que dizia, respondia-lhe «Definitely, Lord Copper,» se estava errado, «Up to a point, Lord Copper.»
«Let me see, what's the name of the place I mean? Capital of Japan? Yokohama, isn't it?»
«Up to a point, Lord Copper.»
«And Hong Kong belongs to us, doesn't it?»
«Definitely, Lord Copper.»
After a time: «Then there's this civil war in Ishmaelia. I propose to feature it. Who did you think of sending?»
«Well, Lord Copper, the choice seems between sending a staff reporter who will get the news but whose name the public doesn't know, or to get someone from outside with a name as a military expert. You see, since we lost Hitchcock...»
«Yes, yes. He was our only man with a European reputation. I know. Zinc will be sending him. I know. But he was wrong about the Battle of Hastings. It was 1066. I looked it up. I won't employ a man who isn't big enough to admit when he's wrong.»
«We might share one of the Americans?»
«No, I tell you who I want; Boot.»
«Boot?»

(...)

«Do you read him?»
«Up to a point, Lord Copper.»
O Yes Man quase perfeito.

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