Word: charm
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Privately, many Moroccans wonder if the monarchy can survive Mohammed. His elder son, 29-year-old Moulay Hassan, is Crown Prince, although Moroccan kings traditionally have been chosen by a college of ulema. or religious judges. He is French-educated, intelligent, can exude kilowatts of charm. As commander in chief of the royal army fighting the rebels in the Rif (TIME, Dec. 22) and around Fez, he takes his job seriously, works hard. But Morocco's young nationalists do not hide their dislike for the prince and his way of life. Only a few weeks ago a Berlin businessman...
...friends, and to strangers when he wants something from them, Cushing can display a formidable charm, and a determination that is awesome. But Alec Cushing had a certain rudeness about him from the beginning. "He was a beautiful baby," recalls his older sister, Mrs. Lily Cushing Boyd. "He was also the most determined boy you ever saw. Whenever people came up and went itchykoo at him, Alexander would lie back and bark like a sea lion." He was born to wealth. His grandfather, Robert M. Cushing, was an old Boston tea merchant. His father was a talented painter, died when...
...chief competitor, and seemed a sure winner when one of the delegates charged that Squaw was totally unprepared to stage an Olympics, furthermore should be disqualified because it was not a town (it still is not). Summoned to the meeting room for an explanation, Cushing turned on the charm. There should be no fears about readying an Olympic plant at Squaw, he argued. After all, there were four years in which to build it, said he, and had not the governments of both California and the U.S. endorsed Squaw's bid? As for the town technicality...
...lover not of antiquarianism but of genuine gaslit charm and hedge-hid privacy, Poet Betjeman despises planned progress: I have a Vision of the Future, chum...
...State Department, the uninvited guest from Moscow posed a real dilemma. Behind the little black mustache of Anastas I. Mikoyan, Soviet First Deputy Premier, resided two men. One-the official emissary of a state dedicated to world conquest-was well concealed by the other: a good-will salesman, radiating charm, beaming his subtle pitch directly at the people, and possessing the built-in news value of a mysterious visitor from a mysterious land. The dilemma was: How to report on the fascinating, amiable salesman while keeping a clear eye on the suspicious nature of his wares...