NYC columnist Breslin dies at 88
Jimmy Breslin, the New York City newspaper colum- nist and best-selling author who leveled the powerful and elevated the powerless for more than 50 years with brick-hard words and a jagged-glass wit, died on Sunday at his home in Manhattan. He was 88, and until very recently, was still pushing somebody’s buttons with two-finger jabs at his keyboard.
His death was confirmed by his wife, Ronnie Eldridge, a prominent Democratic pol- itician in Manhattan. Breslin had been recovering from pneumonia.
With prose that was savagely funny, deceptively sim- ple and poorly imitated, Bres- lin created his own distinct rhythm in the hurly-burly music of newspapers.
Poetic and profane, softhearted and unforgiving, Breslin inspired every emotion but indifference; letters from outraged readers gladdened his heart.
Love or loathe him, none could deny Breslin’s enduring impact on the craft of narrative nonfiction. He often explained that he merely applied a sports writer’s visual sensibility to the news columns.