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...Foreign Relations Chairman J. William Fulbright, one of his most bitter adversaries on the Viet Nam issue, was invited to a White House reception for visiting Austrian businessmen. When Fulbright came up to shake hands, the President beamed warmly, chatted cheerfully with the chairman for a few minutes while cameramen snapped away, then steered Fulbright into his private office for a few more minutes of talk. The White House later leaked broad hints that the two had resolved their pent-up differences-though only a few hours later, Fulbright's committee coldly excised some of the conditions and funds...
Despite all the correspondents who cover the combat, though, South Viet Nam's shooting war has become the particular province of the news photographers and TV cameramen. Says one wordman ungrudgingly: "A lot of guys take chances in covering this dirty, shifting war, but the camera boys take the biggest chances and take them most often." The living (so far) legend of the TV troops is a tough, wiry Vietnamese named Vo Huynh, 35, a native of Hanoi who came south a dozen years ago. He mans a camera for NBC while his brother handles the sound equipment. Since...
Playing opposite her, Jutra outdoes himself in celebrating the girl's dusky feline beauty. Johanne meets him, moves in with him, gets pregnant by him, narrowly averts "a $200 operation" before he goes away and leaves her. Though intrinsically commonplace, their affair is cinematically modish, caught by cameramen who appear to shoot from the hip, doting on closeups, picking up lots of outdoor mist and indoor cigarette smoke at unexpected angles...
...benefits of this year's game was that it was being televised all over the East Coast. So all we publicity seekers who were undecided about cheering again had our minds made up for us. Unfortunately, the TV cameramen couldn't have been less interested. And they got really annoyed when we kept tripping over their cable as we doggedly pursued them around the field...
Last week, shoulder to shoulder in a line of 80, the police were still systematically advancing over the moors, plunging slender canes into the soggy peat, then sniffing their tips for the telltale stench of putrescent flesh. Near by huddled newsmen, cameramen and private ghouls who have converged on the neighborhood, jamming local hotels, emptying stores of boots and galoshes, and quite un-mystically sending auto-rental rates...