A mystery solved is a mystery filed and at least half forgotten. A mystery unsolved, subject to endless speculation, has the power to haunt us as long as memory persists, as long as the human animal retains its power to sip Chardonnay and contemplate life's enigmas.
They are not many, those persistently insoluble puzzles--the fates of Judge Crater and Amelia Earhart, Thomas Pynchon's unlisted phone number--but they add a dash of darkness to a world that generally appears to us in flat primary colors. Of them all, the identity of Deep Throat had been, for the past 33 years, the most tantalizing...
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