Word: call
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...picture is done: a wet, gaudy mass of color violently heaped and stirred. Sometimes it is a brutally simple likeness of man, woman, or beast; more often it resembles nothing at all. Typical Appels invariably shock the stuffy and are treated as sacred objects by the faithful, who call him the greatest Dutch artist since Van Gogh. An uncommitted man from Shqipni or Shush might view them simply as decoration of the most exuberant sort...
...Huxley is an atheist, but he concedes that "religion of some sort is probably a necessity." In an address to the Darwin Centennial Celebration at the University of Chicago last week, the grandson of Darwin's friend and defender, Biologist Thomas Huxley, went on to describe what he called a "religion" of the future-although it sounded a lot like the old humanist faith of the past. This "belief-system, framework of values, ideology, call it what you will," said Huxley, will have "no need or room for the supernatural." It will be evolutionary, because "the earth...
Facts & Faith. By contrast, the new religion, said Sir Julian, "could be a good thing. It will believe in knowledge. It will be able to take advantage of the vast amount of new knowledge produced by the knowledge explosion of the last few centuries in constructing what we may call its theology-the framework of facts and ideas which provide it with intellectual support...
Forest Lawn is a cemetery in which nobody calls a spade a spade. Here the loss of life is known as "leavetaking," a corpse is "the loved one" or "the revered clay," the dead are merely "out of sight." Here 1,500,000 visitors a year wander, secure in the knowledge that they can avoid seeing a tombstone; graves, marked only with bronze plaques set level with the ground, are clustered in such consoling sites as Sunrise Slope, Slumberland, Resthaven, Sweet Memories, Everlasting Love. Infants are buried in Babyland, which is "shaped like a mother's heart," and Lullabyland...
...shrubs provided plenty of quiet places to neck in. Eaton encouraged them all, and reached them all with the Forest Lawn message: "Everything at time of sorrow, in one sacred place, under one friendly management, with one convenient credit arrangement and a year to pay . . . ONE TELEPHONE CALL DOES EVERYTHING...