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...Power Elite Sociologist C. (for Charles) Wright Mills of Columbia University warns, in effect, that the U.S. is well on its way to hell in a hand basket. Its leaders are morally bankrupt ("America is indeed without leaders"); its people are whipped around by TV and public-relations types and have almost nothing to do with deciding their political fate. Its rich are vulgar and mindless, its poor too gutless to do anything about their condition; its labor leaders impotent fellows and "government-made men." U.S. generals and admirals are "warlords" who pursue their dreadful projects in the mazes...
...telecast, Stevenson snapped at a pressagent: "Do we have to have all the photographers here now?" A day later, in San Francisco, when someone pushed a bewildered four-year-old girl into his arms and told her to kiss him, Adlai looked terribly embarrassed. The girl gave him a basket of Easter eggs ("Tell him he's a good egg, honey!" cried someone), and photographers tried to get him to run through the scene again. "No," he cried. "I'm not really in this kind of competition...
...next morning the man who built and led the Arab Legion for a quarter of a century was shipped out of the country. His departure was so hasty that clothes and children's dolls were piled Into the plane in an open basket...
...place only third in the National Collegiate Athletic Association basketball tournament. In the big game, San Francisco's incomparable Bill Russell, while lazily turning in 26 points against Iowa, spent most of his time dancing in the air like a joyous giraffe and slapping Hawkeye shots out of basket range. The outcome: the San Francisco Dons won their 55th straight victory, their second straight N.C.A.A. championship, and unblemished claim to the title of best college basketball team...
...wasted no energy in fast, fancy breaks down court or wild jumps after every rebound. Flatfooted, he let others fight for balls that bounced out of his reach, but every time there was half a chance of getting his giant palm between an Iowa shot and the basket, that palm was there. Russell's teammates took it easy, too, passed and wove in careful patterns until Russell was in place in the slot, then attacked. When they missed, the Russell palm was there to tap the shot in. It was all so smooth and so exasperating to the Hawkeyes...