Quayle and Farewell
For three years, Werksman, 34, and Yoder, were able to make a modest second income in their Bridgeport, Conn., home, publishing the $3.95, 20-page newsletter devoted solely to the reported gaffes and malapropisms of the Vice President of the United States. Now it's over—or almost over—and they claim to be relieved. "I'm really tired of Dan Quayle," says Werksman, as she decides what will go in the 12th and final edition, devoted to Quayle's postelection job hunt (suggestions include college professor and golf pro). "When you think about Dan Quayle as much as I have, it begins to affect your brain."
Still, there's just a trace of nostalgia in her voice as she reflects on what made The Quayle Quarterly so successful—a circulation peak of 16,000. "It was fun, and we always tried to keep to the high road," she says. "When you've got Dan Quayle saying about John Sununu. 'This is not a man who is leaving with his head between his legs,' you don't need jokes." Then she and Yoder, to whom she has been married since 1988, begin to reminisce:
"Remember 'We're going to have the best-educated American people in the world'?" asks Yoder. "How about 'If we do not succeed, we run the risk of failure'?" parries Werksman, and adds one of her all-time favorites: "If you give a person a fish, they'll fish for a day, but if you train a person to fish, they'll fish for a lifetime."
But those days are over—at least for now. Yoder and Werksman have their next project—a newsletter of feminist humor called Hysteria—all planned. And just next month a new Vice President, not given to Quayle's brand of wordplay, will take office in Washington. "Al Gore has big shoes to fill," says Yoder.
Now, how would Dan Quayle have put that?