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...going after his sixth consecutive two-year term as Michigan's Governor, bow-tied Soap Heir G. Mennen Williams, the aging (47) political prodigy, ran into his first primary contest in a decade. Opponent: William L. Johnson, owner of Ironwood's radio station WJMS, backed by insurgent Democrats, who dislike "Soapy" Williams' alliance with the United Auto Workers' President Walter Reuther. But against potent Soapy, Johnson proved to be a washout. Last week, by a nearly six-to-one margin, Michigan Democrats picked Williams to run in November against G.O.P. Nominee Paul D. Bagwell, Michigan State...
...gave her homage--from chest tattoos to neon bow-ties. We turned America into a matriarchy and emasculated our infant culture. We accorded Motherhood the sanctity of Death...
...17th century Saint-Pierre Church. There, beneath an improbable altarpiece of gilded cherubs and bare-breasted angels, Cellist Casals shuffled in from the vestry on short, hesitant feet, bearing a brown-grained viola da gamba by the pegs. When he motioned the audience to its seats with his bow, his movements were crabbed with age. But when he began to play, the vast, hollow church filled with luminous, lucid sound, suffused with a passion that is the wonder of musicians the world over. Each night the audience paid Casals the only tribute permitted in the church, rising to their feet...
Also high on the agenda is THE RECONCILING OF CONFLICTS BETWEEN AND WITHIN NATIONS. Said one bishop: "the H-bomb will come under discussion, but I doubt if we shall come out 100% against it. After all, death from an H-bomb is no different from death by a bow and arrow. The bomb itself is neither good nor evil. It's something like the Industrial Revolution. And as for its alleged genetic aftereffects, think of the havoc wreaked on future generations through malnutrition and so on after Gustavus Adolphus had stormed across Europe...
Sceptre looked good-from the clean curve of her underbody to the long, sharp sweep of her bow. But just eight months after lucky gold sovereigns were tossed into molten lead and her keel was cast on the shore of Scotland's Holy Loch, Britain's yare challenger for the America's Cup also looked a slow boat. In a dozen tune-up races with an elderly twelve-meter trial horse, Evaine, the gleaming Sceptre had been beaten every time. Last fortnight as Sceptre was hauled out of the water for inspection and checking, squalls of criticism...