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Strong Warnings As far back as early 1954, U.S. Intelligence suspected that the Russians had started on a high-priority satellite program. At the IGY conference in Barcelona a year ago, Russian scientists spoke ebulliently and convincingly of their country's satellite progress. Evidence and warnings that the Russians were pressing hard to beat the U.S. in the race piled up-but seemed to make no impression on Administration policymakers. Asked at a November 1954 press conference whether he was concerned that the Russians might win the satellite race, Defense Secretary Wilson snorted: "I wouldn't care...
...last week's international conference at Barcelona on space flight, three Russian delegates were the heroes. Their leader, portly, amiable Leonid I. Sedov, 50, was credited in the non-Russian press as being the father of the Soviet satellite. He is an expert on hydrodynamics and gas dynamics, and has a resounding title (head of the Natural Sciences Department of the Scientific and Technical Council of the U.S.S.R. Ministry of Education). But there is no real evidence that he is an outstanding satellite scientist. He is known as "the best-dressed Russian scientist," and he has traveled regularly...
...passed himself off as a guitarrista, Manolo boasted that he "knew all the thieves of my time." No one doubted his word. The illegitimate son of a proud Spanish officer, he was urged to make the army his career; instead, he deserted when he was drafted, hid out in Barcelona with gypsies, petty thieves and the hungry artists who met at the IV Gats café. On the side he studied painting and sculpture...
...early cubist experiments-French critics called Céret "the Barbizon of cubism"-Manolo would have none of it, once snapped at Picasso, then at work on his cubist Accordionist: "What would you say, Picasso, if your parents were to come to fetch you at the station in Barcelona and found you with such a fright?" Instead, Manolo stuck to the classic tradition, strove to render bullfighters, gypsy singers, peasant women and children with the ring of truth...
Like Graham Greene, Irish Novelist Hanley dotes on the guilt on the candelabra. He has given his protagonist the usual "failed-priest face," the customary taste for booze, and the symbolical death -Brennan falls from the height of Gaudi's grotesque unfinished Barcelona Church of the Holy Family. It is all pretty thick stuff, but an angry, eloquent passion against the paralyzing Red ticks in Europe's soft underbelly redeems it from mere melodrama...