Do Tell: The enduring importance of gossip.(widespread use, and interest in, gossip)

Scrutinizing the news from Brazil last week, I spotted the following.

Sao Paulo (Reuters)-Rumor, the great ill born from small beginnings, has been banned among municipal employees in the Brazilian city of Cascavel, the city councilman who drafted the law said on Wednesday. Public servants who gossip may now face official reprimands, obligatory professional sensitivity training and even suspension or dismissal in certain cases.

Lots of luck to that dour councilman and his "sensitivity trainers." A ban on gossip? I fear he is spitting into the wind. The love of gossip appears on anthropologist Donald E. Brown's list of "human universals"- traits found in all human societies (though not necessarily in all human beings)-along with fear of snakes, envy, kinship categories, religious belief, and taboos about sex and the elimination of bodily wastes.

It is true that gossip has never had a good press, even though the actual press spends vast amounts of money to gather and disseminate it. It seems to have been condemned by Jesus (Matthew 12:36-37), and has suffered by association with its less appetizing cousins, rumor and slander. The word "gossip" brings to mind the malicious nattering of old women, the idle talk of idle tongues, and the obnoxious Don Basilio's aria promoting the efficacy of "La calunnia" in The Barber of Seville. There are snobs who will tell you that gossip is a low and mean activity, beneath the consideration of serious folk. A priggish schoolmaster of mine used to say (or possibly quote-but I have not found any other reference): "First-class people talk about ideas; second-class people talk about people; third-class people talk about things."

Well, that is all nonsense. I have mixed with a good many people who I feel sure are first class-the staff here at National Review come to mind-and there was never one of them that did not listen more keenly to a titbit about Princess Di, Mrs. Helmsley, Donald Trump, or Gary Condit than to whatever I had to say about postmodernism, race relations, or the heat death of the universe. I even think I caught a glint of admiration in a colleague's eye when I recently revealed that I have not bought a copy of the New York Times for some years. We are New York Post subscribers here in the Derbyshire household. Why? Three full-time gossip columnists and the Page Six roundup, that's why. Why should I read the Times? I can get all the news I need on the Internet, and I parted company with the Gray Lady's op-ed pages long ago.

Nor, in a celebrity-crazed society, does anyone much mind being the subject of gossip. This era of insouciance was heralded by Oscar Wilde: "There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about." Lawsuits against gossip columnists are rare, and generally taken to reflect poorly on the plaintiff, indicating a lack of sporting spirit.

We generally think of gossip as a feminine activity, but this is not at all the case. Some of the best gossip columnists-Nigel Dempster in London, Neal Travis in New York-are men. Probably the greatest gossip columnist of our time, if he ever felt the need to concentrate on that line of work, would be Taki Theodoracopulos. The best-known fictional practitioner of the trade, Adam Fenwick-Symes of the Daily Excess in Evelyn Waugh's Vile Bodies, was male, as was his rival, Lord Vanburgh of the Morning Despatch. Fenwick-Symes got into the habit, when he could find no real socialites to write ...