For 30 years, people gossiped and speculated about the identity of Deep Throat -- the source that journalists Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein relied on when reporting about Watergate.
Time has passed, but speculation about such mysteries continues.
Last week, Twitter sleuths were out in force, trying to figure out the identity of the whistleblower whose complaint about President Donald Trump's conduct has fueled an impeachment push.
On Thursday, acting National Intelligence Chief Joseph Maguire said he did not know who the whistleblower is, but kept referring to him using male pronouns. The New York Times published a report identifying him as a CIA officer who'd once worked at the White House, drawing condemnation from readers who said the newspaper was endangering his safety.
And a former CIA official wrote in the New York Post that the whistleblower had to be a law professor and not an intelligence official because the complaint included "detailed footnotes."
No one expects his anonymity to last as long as Deep Throat's did.
In 1974, President Richard Nixon became the only president in American history to resign. It wasn't until 2005 that W. Mark Felt, the associate director of the FBI during Watergate, revealed that he was the person who provided crucial information to Washington Post reporters Woodward and Bernstein during their investigation into the Watergate break-in and cover-up.
Thus ended decades of speculation in bars, law schools and late-night tabloid shows, where Deep Throat was identified as Supreme Court Chief Justice William Rehnquist; Secretary of State Henry Kissinger; Nixon speechwriter Pat Buchanan; a composite of several people; and even journalist Diane Sawyer, who was once an assistant in Nixon's White House press office.
Perhaps if Twitter had existed in those years, the matter would have been resolved sooner, because there was someone who knew who Deep Throat was, and that someone was a master of brevity and wit, married to Bernstein for a time and eager to talk about Felt.
But no one believed her.
That someone was Nora Ephron, the filmmaker behind classic romantic comedies like When Harry Met Sally, Sleepless in Seattle and You've Got Mail.
Before she became beloved as a filmmaker, Ephron was married to Bernstein for four years, from 1976-80. As she recounted later, Bernstein refused to reveal Deep Throat's identity to her. But she learned that before The Post's managing editor Howard Simons gave the source the moniker "Deep Throat," Woodward had referred to the source as "M.F." in his notes.
Woodward always insisted that it stood for "My Friend," but Ephron didn't believe him, correctly guessing that the initials stood for "Mark Felt." When she confronted Bernstein with her conclusion, he denied it.
Years later, Woodward admitted to NBC News that using "M.F." was "not very good trade craft on my part."
In fact, as Woodward explained later, he had met Felt by chance before he was a journalist. Both men had ended up in a White House waiting room when Felt was lower in the chain in the FBI and Woodward was a Navy courier.
Woodward struck up a conversation, and over the years, asked Felt for career advice. Eventually, the relationship changed when Felt went to Woodward with information about Watergate.
In 1979, while Ephron was pregnant with her and her husband's second child, she discovered that he was having an affair. The couple divorced.
A few years later, Ephron wrote a fictionalized version of the split in the novel Heartburn; she later wrote the screenplay for a film based on the book.
Over the years, as Ephron's reputation for movies and bluntness grew, she told hundreds of people about Deep Throat.
"If I gave a speech with 500 people and [someone] asked me, I told them," she told NPR in 2006. "I told everyone. But no one listened to me. It was very, very, very frustrating. ... I was like a tree falling in the forest that no one hears."
At times, she later wrote, she listened in non-silence as "unbelievably idiotic ideas of who Deep Throat was were floated by otherwise intelligent people."
"Why these people with these ludicrous theories didn't call me, I cannot imagine," she joked. "I am listed [in the phone book]."
Ephron's son Jacob Bernstein also told classmates in grade school what he had overheard from his mother. In 1999, the Hartford Courant ran a story about a 19-year-old college student who claimed that Jacob had told him Felt was Deep Throat when the two attended a day camp together a decade earlier.
When the Courant contacted Carl Bernstein, he laughed off his son's claim, saying he "has not a clue as to the identity of Deep Throat."
There was also someone else who denied it: 86-year-old Mark Felt.
"No, it's not me," Felt fibbed to the Courant. "I would have done better. I would have been more effective. Deep Throat didn't exactly bring the White House crashing down, did he?"
Felt also denied it to the Wall Street Journal in 1974, adding that if he was Deep Throat, he obviously wouldn't admit it.
But by 2005, he had changed his mind and revealed all to Vanity Fair.
Ephron, who died of complications from cancer in 2012, lived long enough to hear it.
"All I can say is that this is a huge load off my mind. Mark Felt is Deep Throat," she said. "Don't say I didn't try to tell you."
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