Word: bazaar
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...street mob was to take over Teheran, whereupon Mohammed Mossadegh was to take over the government. Meeting in secrecy, Mossadegh's lieutenants had worked out the grand plan. First they formed a secret National Resistance Movement, uniting, among others, discontented rich and powerful bazaar merchants, university hotheads and rebellious army officers of the secret Black Spider Committee. Then they got together with the outlawed Communist Tudeh party, setting up an all-powerful six-man committee to run the revolt...
This was the table of operations: call a general strike, muster the mob in the labyrinthine municipal bazaar, then fight through central Teheran to Majlis Square, where the leaders would emerge and take charge. If all went well, the Black Spiders would incite army units to defect, the Reds would break out hidden stores of rifles and bazookas, and the general strike would turn into a revolution...
...dawn, Nov. 12, one division of troops waited on Teheran's outskirts for orders, a mobile police reserve sat ready in trucks at central police headquarters, while in the expectant bazaar, blue-uniformed cops clustered thickly. As fast as troublemakers showed, the cops clubbed them, shoved them into cars, drove them off to jail. The police were indiscriminate but effective; the mob never got out of the bazaar. Casualties: two to five rioters dead, another 218 deported to bleak, boiling-hot Kharg Island in the Persian Gulf. General Dadsetan sat back at headquarters and smiled: "There...
...were uncertain or hostile. Snapped Adolph Schuman, president of San Francisco's Lilli Ann Corp.: "The psychology of the American woman is not ready for a change." Bergdorf Goodman's Andrew Goodman cabled his New York office to ignore the change. Carmel Snow of Harper's Bazaar, the doyenne of U.S. fashion arbiters, supported him. Said she: "Perfectly marvelous publicity for Dior, but you can't find any woman who wants skirts riding up around her knees...
...While I lived in the United States I was a science-fiction addict myself," confessed Hungarian Author Arthur (Darkness at Noon) Koestler in Harper's Bazaar, "and I am still liable to occasional relapses." But the American mania for "reading about space travel, time travel, martian maidens and extragalactic supermen is habit-forming, like opium, murder thrillers and yoghurt diets ... [A kind of] apocalyptic intuition [that] the human race may be a biological misfit doomed to extinction . . . may be one of the reasons for the sudden interest in life on other stars...