I remember when Saigon fell; there was a joyous gathering of thousands in Central Park. This included Congressthing Elizabeth Holtzman, the singer Paul Simon, the perpetually angry and ungrateful Jamaican Harry Belafonte, the communist Pete Seeger and other “lights” of the Democratic Party. 58,000 young Americans dead, countless wounded for life physically and mentally, and these dirtbags were celebrating. I knew then that I would never have a thing in common with such human detritus; my first political contributions were to Ronald Reagan and Al D’Amato who smashed the political career of Elizabeth Holtzman in the 1980 NY Senate race.
My best friend’s husband, who is a retired NYC detective, often had to protect Holtzman. He despised her.