Word: accountability
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Merely reading your account of I Wanna Hold Your Hand [May 8] brings tears to my eyes and memories of the excitement in the air when the Beatles first came here. Oh, to go back to that sweet, sweet time...
...Wichita, Kans. Over the past year, someone had written a number of letters to the station indicating he had committed a murder and watched the station's newscasts. At the suggestion of a psychiatrist and with the approval of the police, the station spliced into its news account of the murder a subliminal message: CONTACT THE CHIEF. Unfortunately, the ploy failed. But perhaps by coincidence, the unknown suspect stopped writing letters to the station...
...begun to believe that non-radiator warmth and the color green were cruel myths invented by unkind Floridians to torture blue-blooded Harvardians. The University pundits accuse students of library-mania, Lamont-lunacy and Widener-warbling, but clearly they have failed to take the weather into account. Student behavior is quite sensible given the fact that undergraduates awake most mornings to grey, white, brown, wind and cold outside, and 90-degree, sultry, sweaty climes inside electric blue, yellow and orange rooms...
...intelligence agency, not only was a CIA agent for twelve years but served as the "case officer" in charge of the Angolan venture. Stockwell's book, In Search of Enemies, is a narrative of IAFEATURE'S short, six-month history. Like Decent Interval, the highly critical account of CIA operations in Viet Nam by ex-Analyst Frank Snepp-who happens to be a friend of Stockwell's-In Search was published without CIA permission. It thus becomes the latest entry in what may become a full-blown literary genre: spy-and-tell books by disaffected former intelligence...
Thanks to the surprise American success of Cousin, Cousine, almost every French comedy is now exported to the U.S. Dear Detective, a dreary account of a middle-aged love affair, is one of the latest such movies to arrive, and it should never have left the Parisian suburbs. This film tries to spin charm by plying the audience with closeups of pastry and long shots of the Eiffel Tower. Not even Maurice Chevalier would have been amused...