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Through Italy's autunno caldo (hot autumn), some 5,000,000 workers walked off their jobs-traffic cops, bus drivers, postmen, teachers, garbage collectors, steel and auto workers, even casino croupiers. Newspapers took to printing daily "strike calendars," and by telephoning 85 85 45, beleaguered Italians could hear a recorded message informing them which walkouts were on for that day. Last week, however, one group of workers took the unusual step of calling off a scheduled 72-hour strike. They were employees of the Italian Red Cross, and they were desperately needed to help out in the country...
Richard Strauss: Der Rosenkavalier (London). Conducted by Georg Solti, this Rosenkavalier neatly obliterates its recorded competition. Three lush-voiced ladies (Régine Crespin, Helen Donath and Yvonne Minton) keep the story poised convincingly between spring and autumn and the music teetering tenderly on the verge of tears. The big cast is stuffed with the names of well-loved Viennese singers, as well as the Met's sensational new tenor, Luciano Pavarotti...
...action painters began revolutionary work in the late '40's, reveling in the thick rich substance of paint itself. Pouring brown and grey paint. Pollock splashes a mood of autumn over the surface of the canvas. The paint holds the emotional energy of his action. Despite the element of chance inherent in Pollock's method of dripping paint, his gestures compose a completely personal style...
...that debunk the nature of his office?usually with the aid of Paul Keyes, a former writer and co-producer for Laugh-In. Two weeks ago at a meeting of the American Bakers Association, Agnew excused himself by remarking: "The President needs me at the White House. It's autumn, you know, and the leaves need raking." Earlier, at a Gridiron Club dinner, he described the joys of the vice-presidency. "I have my own plane?Air Force 13. It's a glider...
...again in peacetime, something beautiful and pleasant that will only occur when one is allowed to live again. Jan Overbeek is a ghost, a shadow, a piece of printed paper with a fingerprint and a signature . . . 'I wish I were a flower, I might outlive this Autumn,' I poeted, and flushed this bit of written evidence down the toilet...