Word: brands
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...wrote on Russia. This time his crime was to proclaim that he and half a dozen friends planned to publish a magazine with the frank intent of opposing the government. Its name would be Slobodni Glas (Free Voice) and it would seek to replace one-party rule with a brand of democratic socialism first bruited by Partisan Hero Milovan Djilas, once Yugoslavia's top Communist theoretician but currently a prisoner for his corrosive anti-Marxist critiques...
...unquiet Quixote who jumps on the nearest jet and goes whooshing across the U.S. in search of his true identity. Like Bloom in darkling Dublin, like Mitty in the mazes of Waterbury, Conn., he dissolves into fantasies elaborated to suggest simultaneously a madness in himself and in America. Headlines, brand names, movie stars, sports heroes, billboards, road signs, dirty jokes-they whirl in his head like garbage in a Disposall. And what's there when Faust flips the chopper off? An almighty typographical mux that is often confusing but amusing...
...this makes for the peculiar brand of CNVA activism--it is far more morally than politically motivated. It is the kind of activism that prompts John Phillips to set out on a personal peace walk, unannounced and unpublicized, from Boston to Providence. "I would just saunter along and start to talk to people," Phillips says. He had hoped that the Boston to Provincetown march would do the same thing on a larger scale, but even from his perspective, it is proving a mild disappointment...
Tough luck for Moscow, Leningrad and Alma-Ata. What swingers there will miss-and those in the provinces will hear-is a propulsive, inventive brand of piano that has been the wonder of the jazz world for nearly 40 years. In Russia, as everywhere, Hines has been playing with a gusto born of assurance. His left hand minds the shop while his right frolics on a freewheeling holiday. Eyes squinched in concentration, his yard-wide smile flashing like neon, he launches into daring improvisational flights that, however farflung, somehow always resolve themselves into patterns as precise and neatly interlocked...
...Fresh from the well-fed U.S. business colony there, he was still a husky 195-pounder, determined to talk the camp authorities into improving the lot of his fellow internees. She was tiny and frail, only 5 ft. 1 in. and under 90 lbs., a Filipino doctor with a brand-new practice. Dr. del Mundo, who had received much of her medical training in the U.S., was determined to help the helpless American children and expectant mothers in the camp. She sweetened the camp commandant with cough syrup and talked...