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Governor Craig and Drs. Morgan and Groesbeck went through Indiana's mental hospitals like ferrets through a rabbit warren. At Indianapolis' Central State Hospital, an ancient, overcrowded firetrap within sight of the Statehouse, they found the men's infirmary as bad as any storied bedlam. The 55 patients were nearly all incontinent, and spent day and night lying naked on their beds in their own excrement. "Meals" consisted of cold slop, eaten with a spoon. None ever left the "infirmary" except to go to the morgue...
...Bedless Bedlam. Mexican Ambassador Primo Villa Michel had never troubled to hide his sympathy for the Red-lining old regime. As a reward, his midtown embassy got 416 of the new refugees. The building is a high-ceilinged old house of 20 offices and rooms but without grounds or garden. Together with a hastily rented house next door, it soon took on the look of an 18th century slave ship. Asylum seekers, including 60 squalling babies, sprawled on mattresses spread in halls, offices and reception rooms. There was no privacy; on the stairs, people slept, read, quarreled or flirted, oblivious...
...days there was near-bedlam in the Georgescus' big, well-appointed New York apartment; the living room was banked with flowers sent by well-wishers, the telephone rang and rang, letters and telegrams poured in from all over the country. Father, mother and sons were whisked from one radio and TV station to another for guest appearances. None of them seemed to mind. The boys were amazed and delighted by New York: "So organized, so civilized." The parents were amazed and delighted by their big handsome sons...
...place where the plumbing seldom works and the phone bill is often unpaid. All the girls are surrounded by hordes of admiring friends, most of them of such astonishing eccentricity as to make televised life in the U.S. resemble visiting day at London's 17th century Bedlam. Outstanding are Meet Millie's Marvin Kaplin as a frustrated poet-author-composer, Private Secretary's Marcel Dalio as a continental singer with a compulsive giveaway urge. Irma's Donald MacBride as a terrible-tempered Mr. Bang, and Our Miss Brooks's complete gallery of juvenile and adult...
...Augusta the President, bubbling with the Christmas spirit, emerged from the plane carrying Susan. That night, as the family gathered around the tree in the presidential cottage, Ike was still beaming. The room was a pleasant bedlam-grandchildren, toys, noise, and the happy litter of Christmas night. Mamie, with an arm around Ike's shoulders, coaxed him to tell reporters how he felt: "Tell them what you said to me this morning." Ike grinned and complied: "I said I'm not mad at anybody...