In 1967, I was taking and English class with a professor who was distinguished enough to have famous friends. He told us of an acquaintance who had won a writing award.

A photographer from Time Magazine came to his friend's place to take his picture. The photographer started asking him what he had done to get his picture in Time.

"Don't they tell you when they send you out?"
"No. They only tell me one thing. Is he a good guy or is he a bad guy."