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Digression: A parallel presents itself. Seven years ago for a period of a month and a half, a certain unknown freshman mounted a certain unknown pinnacle in the Yard each evening at 5:20 p.m. to bellow the finest Tarzan yell this side of the Equator. W.C. Burriss Young '55, then associate dean of freshmen, soon perceived that something had to be done, as each evening multitudes of freshmen abandoned their studies to hark to the mystery wail. Grade-point averages were dipping dangerously. Young pursued the lonely caterwauler with the dogged persistence of an insecure gum-shoe...
...decline of an interest in literature and the currently overwhelming concern with public affairs is evident too. Among the 70, only two poets are listed (the late W.H. Auden and Robert Lowell) and four major novelists (Mary McCarthy, Norman Mailer, Saul Bellow and Philip Roth). Popular critics also appear: The New Yorker's film reviewer Pauline Kael, who is in the third group, a fact that may curl the lip of New York magazine's theater critic John Simon, who just squeaked into the fourth and lowest category. Half of the chosen live within what Kadushin calls "lunch...
Something is wrong. First the Mets traded Tommie Agee, the man with the most quadrophonic name in organized baseball. People used to come from miles away to listen to the 12-year old squirts who formed the core of the Mets' support bellow: "Ay! Gee! Ay! Gee!" The Mets traded him because he was supposed to be a troublemaker. He and his roommate, Cleon Jones, were supposed to be fomenting revolution. This is the sort of analysis you expect from Eric Sevareid. Sure enough, Mrs. Joan Payson, who owns the Mets, turned out to be a big contributor...
...beaches near by, where thousands once stood to cheer man's reach to the moon, loggerhead turtles have taken over again. Rattlesnakes sun themselves on the empty launching pads lining the cape. Small white-tailed deer dart into clearings to feed, and bull alligators bellow in vain for the battalions of space workers who used to feed them marshmallows and jelly doughnuts. On Pad 19, from which Gemini astronauts rose on ten missions to perfect the techniques of rendezvous and docking, the bright orange tower lies useless, flat on its back. The once-gleaming white room where Gemini spacemen...
...totalitarian state. "Oh, freedom-loving 'leftist' thinkers of the West!" Solzhenitsyn writes in "The Gulag Archipelago." "Oh, leftist Laborites! Oh, progressive American, German and French students! For you, all this counts for little. For you, my entire book amounts to nothing. You will only understand it all when they bellow at you--'hands behind your back'--as you yourselves trudge off to our archipelago...