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Northeast 63, a prep school publication sprouting at Phillips Exeter Academy, interviewed Cartoonist Al Capp, 53-an alumnus of "the profound cultural influences of the gutter"-and got a Dogpatch double whammy for its trouble. "A prep school," said Capp, "is one great big gang, as vicious as any gang on any block in New York, except without the guts." A prep school lad differs from an ordinary student, adds Capp, in that "he has better manners; also, he's more of a sex fiend. A good prep school is comparable to Alcatraz, as an isolation ward for the most dangerous group in America-teen-agers."
Popping around at the Waldorf-Astoria like a man plugged into one of his own "inventions," Cartoonist Rube Goldberg (A) paid a call on General Douglas Mac Arthur ("He was always interested in cartoons-I used him in a lot of mine"), then (B) said hello to former President Herbert Hoover ("Hoover is an engineer like I am"), and finally came to rest at (C) a grand-ballroom luncheon where 1,000 guests helped celebrate his 80th birthday. Rube won't be 80 until July 4th, but that's when the firecrackers go off.
Two years ago Soviet Dancer Rudolf Nureyev, 25, defected to the West, now has joined Britain's Royal Ballet. But up in Toronto, police officers thought Rudolf looked more than a little bit red-nosed. After twisting at an opening-night party with Prima Ballerina Dame Margot Fonteyn, Nureyev leaped off in the direction of his hotel, was next seen pirouetting along the white center line of Yonge Street. The divertissement thrilled motorists, but a flatfoot, of course, rarely appreciates that sort of thing. When an officer said nyet, Rudolf aimed a high kick that brought him to earth in the local pokey, later apologized and went home to sleep it off.