Word: central
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Nixon will also retain Richard Helms, 55, as director of the Central Intelligence Agency. The first CIA career man to head the agency, Helms has earned a reputation as a quiet, impartial professional during his ZVi years as director. He has not hesitated to express dissenting views within Administration councils (including pessimism about Viet Nam), and is noted for his candor in private congressional hearings. Except for the furor in early 1967 over the funding of private organizations, a practice Helms inherited, he has managed to keep the agency out of public controversy...
Died. E. L. ("Bob") Bartlett, 64, senior Senator from Alaska and tireless campaigner in the struggle for statehood; of complications following heart surgery; in Cleveland. The roughhewn son of a Klondike sourdough, Bartlett may well have been the prototype of Edna Ferber's central character in Ice Palace. He grew up in gold-crazed Fairbanks, went to Washington in 1932 to serve as secretary to the territorial Delegate. In 1944 he was elected a Delegate to Congress, where for 14 years he led the fight for Alaskan statehood-after which a grateful electorate awarded him a senatorial seat...
...Protestant theologian who labored quietly in university towns of Switzerland and Germany for half a century. The other was a Roman Catholic monk who worked hermitlike on his writings in the hills of central Kentucky. But while Karl Barth gave his life to scholarship and Thomas Merton to contemplation, both men were Christian activists who found in the Word a command to do. Barth stood courageously against Nazi totalitarianism. Merton drove himself endlessly in championing the cause of the poor and oppressed. On their journey toward their deaths last week, each brought to his age, and to his fellow...
Enter Bobby. YIP seemed doomed. New York cops broke up the yippie invasion of Grand Central Station; kids who valued their skulls began to stay away in droves. Bobby Kennedy's entry into the 1968 presidential race, followed by Lyndon Johnson's dropout, sent yippie stock tumbling. As Abbie notes: "Come on, Bobby said, join the mystery battle against the television machine. Participation mystique. Theater-in-the-streets. He played it to the hilt. And what was worse, Bobby had the money and power to build the stage. We had to steal ours. It was no contest." Worse...
Peter O'Toole fights hard, beneath padding and a gruff bark, and makes some of it work: "Oh God, I do love being King!" But John, the son he is supposed to love, love enough to risk kingdoms and wars, is portrayed as a slobbering cretin; their relationship, central in the film's setting of alliance and ambition, is implausible. Henry's mistress, his "true love," is played by high-bosomed but wooden Jane Merrow--another problem for O'Toole...