Word: blue
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...California is a colossal put-on. When I was there, I was served New York-cut steak, Long Island duckling, Maryland turkey and Maine lobster. All the long-legged, blue-eyed California girls hailed from Kansas and Texas. I sampled native gefilte fish in the deli opposite the Clift and .-Ugh!-discovered it was made with saltwater fish. This is our future...
...probably did not think of it that way; they were just nonviolent types moved by the spirit of Woodstock?a mingling of festive mood and soulful reflection. Beginning in midweek, by bus, train, plane and car, the kids poured into Washington. Pea coats, bellbottoms, old Army field jackets and blue denim dominated the fashion scene. Those over 25 and conventionally dressed were a small minority...
EARLIER in the week, a liquid-hydrogen fuel tank had sprung a leak and threatened to delay the launch. Now, less than an hour before the late-morning blastoff, dark clouds rolled ominously across the last patches of blue in the Florida sky; a drizzling rain turned into a heavy downpour that virtually blotted pad 39A from view. But NASA officials, buoyed by a long string of space successes, were undaunted by the dangerous omens. The order was given to proceed. More reliable than any commuter train, the 11:22 moon rocket departed from Cape Kennedy. It was on schedule...
...center of Eastlake's brilliantly grotesque fantasy swaggers Captain Clancy. Clancy wears a Roman helmet with the red, white and blue parrot plume. Clancy is prepared to draw his sword and lead a charge at the drop of a paradiddle from his native drummer boy. Clancy is Eastlake's personification of the Viet Nam war. Clancy, in fact, is war. Never asking why, he leads his men up those lonely, death-strewn Viet Nam hills, and as long as Clancy is leading, his troops don't ask why either. But then Clancy imperceptibly cracks...
...rises against the sky without any respect for anyone, defying human perception. Look at it: it is only an image, the stark print of a monolith, pasted on blue paper. Touch it-it is mere granite. It makes no noise, has no odor. Even as you shiver in its shadow, you forget it exists...