When Cher heard that the Beverly Hills Chamber of Commerce had endorsed California's antigay-teacher Proposition 6, she put her mouth where her money is—by phoning the chichi Right Bank Shoe Co., where she reportedly drops $50,000 a year, to ask them to protest the decision and lobby other merchants to do likewise. Cher's effort—combined with those of other irate conspicuous consumers who threatened to immolate their credit cards on Rodeo Drive—worked, sort of: After receiving 200 phone calls in 24 hours, the Chamber revoted to take no position on the amendment.
No Man Is a Suburb
Generally celebrities accept as part of their lives a certain amount of published scandal, rumor and unwelcome facts. But when Chevy (Foul Play) Chase's press clipping service began forwarding articles stating that Chevy Chase was being harassed by hordes of masked nocturnal omnivores, he was stirred to action. He asked the service to stop sending along items about Chevy Chase, Maryland—currently suffering from a raccoon infestation.
You're No Good
In her 1975 hit When Will I Be Loved Linda Ronstadt wailed, "I've been cheated/Been mistreated." Sure enough, she was right. Last month one Jonathan Michael Smith, identifying himself as a member of Linda's band, checked into the New Orleans Hyatt Regency, ran up a $700 tab at a limo service, requested eight rental cars and ordered $17,000 worth of guitars from a local music store. Funny, someone must have wondered, Linda never mentioned him before. Good reason. "Smith" was an impostor who was arrested—and, incredibly, released without bail. Not incredibly, New Orleans hasn't seen him since.
"To be honest," says the ever more so Elton (A Single Man) John, "I don't believe that I'm 100 percent gay, because I'm so attracted to older women." So will he ever have kids? "I love children—other people's—but I don't know if at this time in my life I could tolerate kids of my own. I don't think I'm mature enough. I'm a loner, and I always will be." But then again, shrugs Elton, "I can't predict anything. In 10 years time I could be married to Shirley MacLaine, and we could have six dwarfs."
Nothing But the Tooth
When new Irish Ambassador to the U.S. Sean Donlon, accompanied by his 8-year-old son, Brendan, presented his credentials at the White House the other day, the boy got right to the root of Jimmy Carter's image. "Mr. President," he piped, "how many times a day do you brush your teeth?" Countered Jimmy, "How often do you brush yours?" "Twice a day," confessed the child. "Well," said the President, with a blinding smile, "I brush mine three times a day."
•Among the Israelis who believe their representatives made unwise concessions to the Egyptians because of pressure from the U.S. is Foreign Minister Moshe Dayan's 36-year-old son, Ehud, a farmer in Galilee. Sniffs Ehud: "Moshe Dayan has exchanged our settlements for peanuts from Jimmy Carter."
•For Irving Mansfield, widower of novelist Jacqueline Susann, once is apparently not enough. Mansfield, who two years ago published Susann's Dolores after her death, has now uncovered another manuscript, Yargo, a science-fiction love story that he plans to bring out in paperback next year.
•Though newcomer Richard Gere, 28, has pulled off a stunning Hollywood hat trick in just one year with raves in Looking for Mr. Goodbar, Days of Heaven and Blood-brothers, he may be facing a contradiction in movie terms. "I want power, power to express myself—I want to be somebody," admits Gere, who adds, "but I don't want to have to screw anybody over to get there."