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Ollie Sutton is a dope. Percy Sutton is very smart. Not all children of the same mother are necessarily smart. Ollie Sutton is a dope.

Now, what is interesting: I don't remember what year it was that Percy Sutton was designated by the Democratic district leaders of the county for the position of borough president, but when his name was put in and it was agreed by all the people except me, he got unanimous endorsement from all the district leaders with the exception of two. One was Louis DeSalvio, who voted for himself and who thought there should be an Italian as the borough president, and me, who voted to abstain. And after it was over, Percy Sutton came over to me and said, “I hope, Ed, that we will be friends. Even though you weren't able to vote for me at this time [he's very smooth], I hope that on some day later you will.” And I didn't really respond other than to wish him luck having won the designation, because the designation was tantamount to election -- the name would be given to the councilmen, and under the rules of the city council, the eight members of the city council who came from the borough of Manhattan would appoint a new borough president in advance of any election when the old borough president resigned, as Motley did, to become a federal judge.

So I saw Percy Sutton not much later on the steps of city hall, and he came over to me as he's walking up the steps and I said, “Percy, I want to clear the air. I want to tell you why