PROFILE, Page 82A Doctor Prescribes Hard TruthC. EVERETT KOOP, America's Surgeon General, has an opinion oneverything healthful, but he nonetheless enjoys meat and martinisBy MARGARET CARLSON
He is, by Washington standards, a little strange. First, there
is the uniform draped with gold braid he insists on wearing. Before
he became famous, it prompted people at airports to pile him with
baggage and ask what time the flight was leaving. Then there is the
big, clunky hearing aid that he takes out and fusses with right in
the middle of a conversation, as if it were a pipe, and the canvas
tote he uses as a briefcase, and his habit of loudly cracking his
knuckles. On top of that there are the Old Testament beard and the
preacher's voice that make him seem like Moses come down again from
Mount Sinai to deliver commandments 11 through 20. Smoking? It's
an addiction that will kill you. Sex? Only in marriage. AIDS? The
best preventive device is a monogamous relationship; the second
best, a condom. Deformed newborns? Save them. Sex education? In the
earliest grade possible.
You name it, Surgeon General C. Everett Koop has an opinion,
which he will give you with great certainty at high speed. There
has never been a Surgeon General like him, not even Luther Terry,
who slapped warnings on cigarette packs 24 years ago. It's a fair
guess that Terry was never air-kissed by Elizabeth Taylor, the butt
of jokes in Johnny Carson's monologue, was never a visitor to the
set of Golden Girls, and never lectured Hollywood producers about
showing safe sex in their programs. Antismoking is a small part of