Word: beefing
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...helicopter, accompanied only by their interpreters and secret-service details. Their principal aides-Secretary of State Christian Herter and Ambassador to the U.N. Henry Cabot Lodge; Soviet Foreign Minister Andrei Gromyko and U.S.S.R. Ambassador Mikhail Menshikov-also helicoptered together. First evening the two parties sat down to a roast beef dinner, afterwards watched U.S. Navy movies taken on the North Pole trip of the nuclear submarine Nautilus, and also took in a western movie. The sleeping arrangements: Eisenhower, Herter, Khrushchev, Gromyko had adjoining single rooms in the south wing of Camp David's main residence, Aspen Lodge...
Pigs & Digs. For Kukuruznik (corn man) Khrushchev, the big treat of the week was his trip to Iowa for an inspection of advanced farming practices, corn and beef production near Coon Rapids. His host: crag-faced, cranky Millionaire Roswell Garst, who has been to Russia twice to sell corn seed to the U.S.S.R. There amid the alien corn the Premier of the U.S.S.R., Garst, and the tenuous U.S.-Soviet relations nearly got trampled for good under a 300-man brigade of shouting, shoving newsmen (see PRESS...
Some places, people dine at noon; in Cambridge, it is the hour of decision. In this case, one man's steak is another man's roast beef. Arthur Schlesinger's History 169 (Room 18, 2 Divinity Avenue, Harry Levin's English 126 (Harvard 4), and Perry Miller's Hum 111 (Sever 18) are the competing extravaganzas...
Fortnight ago, in desperation, Polish Communist Boss Wladyslaw Gomulka introduced a new tactic to beef up the party in rural areas. Since offers of good jobs, high salaries, and softer living had not succeeded in winning new rural members, Gomulka decreed that Communist workers who commute from villages to town factories would have their memberships transferred to the village party list to give a "psychological boost" to scattered country members and make others "less hesitant" to join...
Late one convention morning, an irate delegate finally jumped up, shouted that the convention was an issue-dodging fake. The convention heard him out. Then the chairman announced: "We have now earned our lunch. Guten Appetit" And with that, everyone trooped off to a meal of mushroom soup, rolled beef bürgerlich and grape tart with whipped cream...