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Everybody in Austria makes fun of "Poldi" Figl, red-faced, horny-handed son of a winegrower. In the music halls, in cafés all around the Ring, in the Heurigen (wine gardens) of Vienna's cobbled suburbs, Figl's country manners, wine tippling, and his let-it-go-till-tomorrow administration are the butts of the people's jokes (and Figl's). They call him "Leopold the Last," but they love...
...stands became "existentialist." An under-tipped taxi driver would curse: "Espèce d'existentialiste." Existentialism became a familiar tourist attraction, like the Folies-Bergere. Sartre, increasingly successful and respectable, occasionally deplored the popularizations of his fad-he even felt compelled to move out of his favorite café, the Flore, to escape the tourists' vulgar stares. Last week existentialism took its ultimate step to solid respectability. The dignified Collège de France elected Existentialist Philosopher Maurice Merleau-Ponty-an old school friend of Sartre's-to its coveted chair of philosophy...
...about $5,000 a year) to sit and think. This Merleau-Ponty is eminently well qualified to do. A shy, retiring type, less noticed than his flashier school chum, he has been writing heavy technical works on philosophy ( The Structure of Behavior, The Phenomenology of Perception). In the existentialist cafés, Merleau-Ponty's appointment was greeted with dismay, "Ça alors," protested a young woman in blue denims and a wind jacket, "you think you are in the avant-garde and then one day, presto, you are in the rear guard...
...Rome, after a separation from her husband John ("Shipwreck") Kelly, Brenda Frazier Kelly, 30, No. 1 café society queen a decade ago, sounded a warning to her successors: being a glamour girl is "the worst thing that can happen to you . . . It's all so superficial. It means nothing." Besides: "Nobody is interested in an ex-glamour girl...
...Work. True stories of Brown at work are becoming legends of European labor. In the darkened Lamand Café, in the French mining center of Lens, Brown met in 1946 with six miners. Their leader, tough, 76-year-old Henri Mailly, wore a bullet-holed beret, newly ventilated by a Communist potshot. Said Mailly: "The Communists have everything, even our old union building. But we are willing to fight." An organization campaign was laid that might, with a key man in each...