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LOUISE-FRANÇOISE DE BOURBON, bastard daughter of Louis XIV, built the Palais-Bourbon beside her lover's Hôtel de Lassay in order to be near him; her gardens were a favorite place to stroll. Today the Palais-Bourbon is the home of France's National Assembly, and the gardens in recent years have been a morning rendezvous for two unlikely figures. One was a watchful policeman cradling an automatic rifle. The other was Assembly President Jacques Pierre Michel Chaban-Delmas, 54, togged in a track suit. Under the eyes of his security guard, Chaban...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World: France's New Premier | 6/27/1969 | See Source »

...Where that big fat lazy bastard at?" Booker-T demanded suddenly. "He still inside? Fats! Get out here, man!" Just then, Fats Houston, a tremendous man of maybe 300 pounds, waddled through the door of Buster's in his elaborate Grand Marshal's uniform and blew a burst on his silver whistle...

Author: By Thomas A. Sancton, | Title: New Orleans Jazz Funeral Pounds Gaily for the Dead | 5/20/1969 | See Source »

...have to be amputated, the soldier smiled. "Great," he said. "I can go right back to my squad." Almost all of the victims were able to toss off nonchalant quips about their plight. In a Danang hospital, an interviewer asked an amputee what had happened to him. "Some bastard stepped on a mine," the soldier glowered. From the next bed another amputee brightly chimed in: "Yeah. I'm the bastard...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Body: The Hero in Every Man | 5/16/1969 | See Source »

...every person who ever told me to be anything else than what I wanted to be--aahhh-hhhh! a millimeter, a goddamn millimeter at a time, you can't take your eyes off it, like I don't know what--goodbye to every motherfucker who is happy, to every bastard who is unhappy, to that girl who loves me. . . . oh God. To that cop who moved me on, to books, to streets, to oceans--goodbye and crying the whole time because the scream is getting out--Fuck...

Author: By John Leone, | Title: Last Stop. | 5/9/1969 | See Source »

MACDONALD claimed Wolfe's style was all a sham. He called it "parajournalism--a bastard form, having it both ways, exploiting the factual authority of journalism and the atmospheric license of fiction." He could not accept Wolfe as PR man extraordinary, whose technique is to exaggerate--sometimes even to invent--fact in an effort to get at the truth. And, in certain cases, Wolfe has made notable gaffs--where the New Yorker study demanded the cruel precision of an Evelyn Waugh, Wolfe stuffed in the vitality of a Rabelais. As they have developed, however, Wolfe's essays have taken...

Author: By Gregg J. Kilday, | Title: Tom Wolfe | 5/8/1969 | See Source »

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