Woodward and Bernstein are the guys who did the early reporting on Watergate, authored the bestselling book about their journalistic experiences, and got to be portrayed by Robert Redford and Dustin Hoffman in a really, really good & well loved movie. And they are described as chalk and cheese; two very different people with clashing personas.
They're superstars in the journalism community, they have footnotes in U.S history books, and I don't have any conclusions about them that others haven't already made. I just think they're neat...
Oh and ''Woodstein'' is their cute little portmanteau name given to them by one of their editors.
He's an enemy of the Ghostbusters. He enjoys Ovaltine. He's a book-writing powerhouse. And he looks like a scared baby kitten. There's something evil deep down in him.
Bob was born on March 26, 1943, in Geneva, Illinois, and grew up in Wheaton. His parents were divorced early on, and his Dad took custody and merged his family with his new wife's family Brady Bunch-style. It kind of messed Bob up a bit, especially when he used his budding investigative skills to figure out that his dad was buying more gifts for his new wife's kids than for his own :-{
Bob worked as a janitor at his Republican-lawyer dad's law office, and liked snooping on all the records and learning all the dirt about the people in the Wheaton community. Divorces, child custody cases, and financial debts, that kind of stuff. Bob would later write an experimental(?), fictional novel inspired by all the hidden misfortunes in his town, but his draft was rejected by the publishing company, and Bob ended up burning all drafts of his book.
Wanting to be financially independent from his dad(??), Bob got an rotc scholarship to pay for his Yale education, meaning that after he graduated, he would have to serve a few years in the military. He became a Navy lieutenant with control of nuclear launch codes, living on a few different boats during the Vietnam War. Desipte being out at sea, Bob didn't support the war and marched in his uniform at an anti-war protest later on in 1969. How sweet.
After a few years in the Navy he started working with the Pentagon in D.C, doing communications stuff and whatever. But while living in D.C., Bob took a liking to the Washington Post's coverage of Vietnam and thought they had a better grasp on it than the actual generals in the Pentagon.
Wanting to work at the post, Bob sent a letter asking for a job despite having no reporting experience, and got passed along because of his Yale education. He got rejected at first, so he went and got a job at a smaller newspaper in the area, then returned to the Post and got hired. The Post editors liked his insistent, hard-working attitude and promoted him often. A lot of his fellow reporters (especially Carl Bernstein) were a bit jealous and saw him as a boot-licker.
Before Watergate, Bob wrote some restaurant inspection stories, but also got some early political stuff in there with a story about George Wallace's assassination attempt.
Greasy, pushy, antsy, veryyyy busakawa. He was an avid biker (at least during the time of Watergate), and desperately needed an adderall prescription. And there's a very, very small chance he fucked a CIA agent at a D.C. party in the early 70s.
Carl was born on February 14, 1944 (a Valentine's Day baby) in Washington, D.C. His parents were secular Jews dedicated to fighting for civil rights/desegregation and were a part of the Communist party for a little while... during the 1940s and 50s. A notoriously terrible time in U.S. history to be a communist/socialist. Itty Carl wasn't having it; he was rebellious against his already rebellious parents... (tbh I don't fully understand Carl's backstory-feelings, but he seemed angry at his parents for seemingly putting the family in danger for supporting progressive causes (ex: FBI agents were snooping around at Carl's bar mitzvah). And even though I think Carl's parents were really cool for their activism in a super conservative time, I guess that if you were a kid who wasn't fully aware of stuff like institutionalized racism, maybe you'd not understand the point of sacrificing your safety. But I'm not totally sure and it seemed pretty complicated...yeah. Also he goes more into this stuff in his book Loyalties: A Son's Memoir)
Carl was a terrible student, barely graduating from High School. He was a big truancy guy, driving around without a license and going to the pool hall during school hours.
At some point in his high school career, he got tired of sawing pieces of wood together in shop class, and took a typing class and found he was good with the typewriter. Carl's dad, worried about his delinquent son's future, took notice of his typing skills and got him an interview with a newspaper called The Washington Star.
After a few interviews, he was hired as a copy boy and became absolutely infatuated with his job & the newsroom, it being way more exciting than school.
Carl had a kind of found-family thing with the Washington Star people; they trained him to be a reporter and they got to cover all the freaky stuff (race riots & assassinations) that where going on in the 1960s. He got a lot of reporting experience, ONCE AGAIN he goes more into it in his book Chasing History: A Kid in the Newsroom.
Carl went to college at the University of Maryland for a bit (to avoid the draft lol), but didn't apply himself much (and later dropped out) since he was more focused on his reporter work.
Things changed when The Washington Star changed management and decided they only wanted college grads to work for them, so after another job at a different newspaper in New Jersey, he made it to The Washington Post and worked as a reporter there.
At the Post, Carl wrote some interesting articles pre-Watergate (my favorite one is where he complains about U.S. record vinyl pressing quality).
He was pretty erratic & messy at work (according to many sources his desk was disgusting) and often missed deadlines. He was basically on thin ice all up until the Watergate scandal.
Note: This goes without saying but I don't condone anything these two do, and while they're obviously very important to history and advocate for quality journalism, I wouldn't say I ''idolize'' them. They both have pretty assholish tendencies with Bob withholding information for the sake of book sales, and Carl for... well you can take a guess. I just like W&B for their overall cuteness together, and I get a kick out of trying to characterize them. Basically, they fit into my favorite shipping trope put perfectly here: