Word: chats
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...today's city streets-half-deserted at night to television-tarts chat cheerfully about their business to the Army's midnight patrol. Illegitimacy, in the words of one commissioner, "isn't even a tragedy, much less a social stigma." So few derelicts approach the Army's mercy seat these days that the shuffle of one man toward salvation at a recent London meeting has been the talk of the Army ever since. And the welfare state, with its complex of psychiatric and rehabilitation centers, prompts the downtrodden to turn to government instead of God. Said General...
...continued defiance from Algiers. For four days, both in Paris and Algeria, he maneuvered endlessly to bring the 500,000 soldiers and 1,000,000 European civilians in Algeria back under the authority of the central government. (The general's only nonofficial appointment during this period: a brief chat with naval Lieut. Commander Philippe de Gaulle, *a gangling carbon copy of the Charles de Gaulle of 30 years ago.) By a virtuoso's blend of compromise and judicious pressure (see below), De Gaulle succeeded in restoring some degree of discipline in the army, thereby nullifying the civil...
...seems, can still ebb and flow like the tide, and latterly it seems to be ebbing again. Reported Peter Scheivert, professor of Slavic history at the University of Cologne after his latest visit to Moscow: "Six months ago my Russian university friends used to come to my hotel to chat. This time not one of them dared visit me there...
...Louvre, and all day in some sidewalk cafe (where they can see all the other Americans). They're the Lido boys, who travel first class and stay at the Ritz. The double-scotch-with-ice bunch that finds its Europe in a guide book. They take the tours and chat with friends, all cameras and golf hats and sport shirts; but they can't see further than their sun glasses...
Rose-Hip Jam. The patient, democratic Swiss provide Sam with a defense counsel, who drops in every day for a little chat and begs Sam to own up to being Stiller. And soon. Stiller's wife, who is "convinced that she knows her husband better than he knows himself," arrives at the prison and "recognizes" Sam immediately. Julika is a beauty, with hair "red, like rosehip jam," and the authorities encourage Sam to take long walks with her and reminisce about "their" married life. Since Julika is just Sam's type, he soon finds himself making love...