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Gripps, as the courtly dining room of the Hong Kong Hotel is called. In the Gripps, both British and Chinese scrupulously dressed for dinner. A few blocks away, the steep streets of the Chinese quarter rang with the click-clack of wooden clogs and the incessant rattle and shuffle of mah-jongg pieces...
...Hanoi it was the hour of the siesta. A Chinese soup vendor beat a hollow stick on a block of wood, click-clack-click, to proclaim his wares. Beyond the lake, in the pagoda of the Seven Crows, a wizened old man in a black robe bent in prayer before a dim effigy of the great Buddha. On the deserted curb five tattered Vietnamese newsboys were playing "to'," an Eastern version of craps...
Said Churchill: "Great events are happening and we must not allow the ceaseless clack and clatter which is the characteristic of our age to turn our minds from them. I still hope that the unity now being established among all the Western democracies and Atlantic powers will ward off from us the terror and unspeakable miseries of a third world...
Electronic Cobwebs. Laymen are usually baffled When they first look at the machines. Except for Bessie, who has thousands of moving parts that spin and clack entertainingly, they are mostly electronic, and look like the insides of big, enormously complicated radio sets. Among their thousands of vacuum tubes runs a tangled web of fine, insulated wire. On their panels lights flash mysteriously: red lights and white lights dancing like motes in the sunlight as the numbers flow. Harvard's newest machine, Mark III, is probably the handsomest. It was built for the Navy's Bureau of Ordnance...
...greying Bob Hutchins. "If there is one thing I hate worse than a long introductory speech," he snorted when his trustees offered to give him a dinner, "it is a lot of long introductory speeches." Instead, he went about his business as usual, filling his own house with the clack of his typewriter at 6 in the morning and working through the day in his bright white-walled campus office, which a battery of clerks outside take pleasure in calling "God's Office." The only thing he had consented to do was to write a report entitled The State...