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Outside, the party for Lyndon had been going since dusk along the boardwalk. Irish and Russian dancers, Jewish and Italian singers performed, 31 high school bands and drum-and-bugle corps paraded past, and a flotilla of small boats tooted by in the surf. When the President stepped on the balcony, the crowd of some 20,000 sang a noisy "Happy birthday, dear Lyndon," and soon afterward the President called it a night. It took three tons of gunpowder to light the skies with a huge fireworks show, topped off by a 600-sq.-ft. pyrotechnic portrait of Lyndon...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Democrats: L.B.J, All the Way | 9/4/1964 | See Source »

...last of the Last Resorts is slightly older (it was founded 110 years ago) and much, much greyer than La Rand, but the stripper and the seaside town both exude a garish, garter-snapping exuberance that has largely disappeared from affluent America. The boardwalk - and for most visitors the boardwalk is Atlantic City - is an unbelievable anachronism, a eupeptic blend of pre-war Coney Island and a Victorian mu sic hall, where vulgarity, dodgem-car din, sentimentality and pushy camara derie reign uninhibited and unabashed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Resorts: Popcorn Playpen | 9/4/1964 | See Source »

...disgruntled Democrats, that was part of the trouble. For all the crowds, Atlantic City is a small town (pop. 59,544). Unlike Chicago or Los Angeles, where a political convention takes over the whole downtown area, delegates were deployed in hotels, motels and boardinghouses up and down the boardwalk and as far south as Ocean City, ten miles from Convention Hall. The usual convention tension and sense of self-importance were not only dissipated by decentralization, but also by delegates' horror tales of price gouging nightclubs, bad, rude restaurants, and Charles Addams accommodations. Above all, perhaps, the fault...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Resorts: Popcorn Playpen | 9/4/1964 | See Source »

...fairness to New Jersey's popcorn playpen, the resort has much to offer: vast, spotless beaches where no eating, drinking, "disrobing" or ball playing is allowed; miles of boardwalk ideal for cool-hour bicycling (from 6 a.m. to 9 a.m. only); an excellent golf course. Its 24-hour jitney bus service at 20? a ride is one of the best and chummiest rapid-transit systems anywhere. And for slow-slow transit, the boardwalk's famed "rolling chairs," both motorized and hand-propelled, give jaded visitors the most opulent ride this side of a ricksha. Moreover, Atlantic City...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Resorts: Popcorn Playpen | 9/4/1964 | See Source »

...siren song lures a young sailor toward destruction. He meets a girl, Mora, whose dark eyes distill the rapture of the depths. "I am a mermaid," she tells him-perhaps referring to her job, which involves slipping into a scaly fishtail and then into a tank at a boardwalk sideshow. But Mora is unfathomably fey. She collects starfish and coral. Gulls fly into her arms. She is tormented by a mysterious Woman in Black who appears with jet veils murmuring about her like sea things...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Poe with a Megaphone | 12/6/1963 | See Source »

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