Word: bunkerism
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...Christian A. Herter would recognize Artist Baker's excellent cover drawing of her great governor-husband; Solomon Willard would recognize, down to the last granite alock, the Bunker Hill Monument he designed ; and Mr. Bulfinch would praise Bakr's work on our Stafe Capitol; but no son of the Commonwealth could ever accept that dried-up thing Baker conjured up as a codfish! Ernest Hamlin Baker should change his fish market . . . His caudal fin, dorsal fins, maxillary, eye, missing barbel, etc., have turned our Sacred Cod into a hunk of gurry...
Only one picture was designed to remind Germans of Big Brother's big fist. Its title: The End. Subject: Hitler in his last moments in his crumbling Berlin bunker, a drooling, raving maniac surrounded by besotted generals. The rest of the exhibit was thoroughly predictable: noble Lenins, fatherly Stalins, travel-poster vistas of sunny harvest fields, hefty milkmaids, stern-jawed Stakhanovite workers, a tired, heat-racked oldster peering into the furnace glow whose portrait was entitled Esteemed Old Steel Puddler F. I. Sveshnikov. (Not to be confused with Esteemed Steel Puddler of the Hammer and Sickle Works...
...outfit called the German Reich Party (DRP) has brazenly entered the lists. Its Führer is handsome Werner Naumann, 43, former chief of staff to Dr. Goebbels, and, by his own account, "the top-ranking Nazi at large." It was he who in 1945 broadcast from the Berlin bunker in which Hitler and Goebbels cowered,* promising the German people that "final victory" would be theirs...
...Hitler's ramblings, some of them from the bunker, see BOOKS...
That Indefinable Something. Herter's election last fall was in itself something of a political miracle. The man he defeated was, politically, as symbolic of life in Massachusetts as the baked bean, the sacred cod and the Bunker Hill Monument. Portly Democrat Paul Dever, a seasoned performer and a spellbinder among the masses, who had croaked his way to national TV fame as keynoter at the Democratic Convention last summer, had looked like a shoo-in winner. Herter, the slender aristocrat, was his exact antithesis. As a friend put it bluntly, "Chris never did have that indefinable something that...