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...years ago, the Russians tartly advised Castro to forget about factories and return to what Cuba could produce: sugar. All of a sudden, the whole island was mobilized, as Fidel said, to "win the harvest battle." Peasants who had been sent away to factory jobs were brought back as cane planters and cutters, swelling the work force from 150,000 to 200,000. Another 70,000 "volunteers" were pressed into service. Pictures of Castro himself wielding a machete flooded the country. Even so, it took two years, plus an exceptionally mild and dry spring, to reach...
...such near nothingness as Swiss-born Alberto Giacometti. During the 1940s, his sculptures shrank so much that he carried the results of four years' work in six matchboxes in his pocket; and since then, try as he may, his lovely, attenuated figures still look like fugitives from a cane gang. Inevitably, Giacometti's search for essentials gave his work a lean and existential look, leading Jean-Paul Sartre to write admiringly: "For him, to sculpt is to take the fat off space...
...Ervin, 60, over the infield rail, and fell on top of him. Ervin got up and went to the hospital with a wrenched back, a damaged kidney and a pinched intestine. Bret got up-and won by four lengths with a substitute driver. Last month, in the $125,236 Cane Futurity at New York's Yonkers Raceway, another horse broke stride on the first turn and caromed off Bret's sulky. "I almost went into orbit," shuddered Ervin, after crossing the finish line 31 lengths in front...
...Chaplin was a prisoner of life who sang in his chains; Newley is a resentful slave of the class system who cries in his pint of bitters. Chaplin's Little Tramp was a tattered knight of the open road, dueling his foes with his wits and a twirling cane. Newley's Oh-So-Little Man, windily inflated with his rights and his wrongs, is a human editorial page who deplores God, the upper classes, atomic war and racial injustice...
Teddy was neither awed nor swayed. Wearing a navy-blue suit with a PT-boat tie clasp, and leaning on a silver-headed cane, he arose at the front-row desk next to Mansfield's, which he had appropriated for the occasion, and speaking from notes, defended the first major item of legislation he had ever managed on the floor. "It is a settled constitutional doctrine," orated Teddy, by way of rationalizing a universal ban on poll taxes, "that where Congress finds an evil to exist, such as the economic burden in this case, it can apply a remedy...