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Here the dramatist, whether in two weeks or not turned out a masterful and hilarious cock-and-ball story. Like the fabliaux, the play is "mosts pour la gent faire rire"; it embodies the English version of l'esprit gaulois. Merry Wives certainly joins the company of the other classic representatives of the fabliau tradition--Boccaccio's Decameron, Chaucer's Canterbury Tales, and Balzac's Contes Drolatiques. So cease, ye carpers...
...senatorial look into his budget last week, Mattei was still cock of the walk, but minus a few tail feathers. Critics have often suggested a concealed ownership of the heavily subsidized Milan daily // Giorno (circ. 150,000), which has consistently backed Mattei's causes and opposed his detractors, followed a left-of-center line, and often been hostile to actions of Premier Antonio Segni's regime. The government consistently denied that taxpayers' money was backing // Giorno, Last week Mario Ferrari-Aggradi, head of the government ministry that controls state properties, stunned Senators by candidly acknowledging that...
...rest rooms of Mayfair restaurants. A four-page tabloid called the Daily Racket (after the paper in the play) sprouted on London newsstands, loaded with barbs aimed at Fleet Streeters. Rebuffed in efforts to hold an opening-night party in a Fleet Street pressroom, he hired the Cock Tavern, a newsmen's hangout, decorated it with signs, copies of the Racket, copy boys, celebrities and drink. (The bottle count: 64 whisky, 55 wine, 46 gin, twelve brandy, 240 beer...
Communism is moving ahead on all fronts and will win a "complete and final victory" throughout the world, boasted Nikita Khrushchev last week. This cock-a-doodle-doo reflected his own characteristic buoyancy, as well as the pseudo-scientific Communist theory of inevitability. But the facts of world politics, A.D. 1959, make no such reflection...
Living with a son and a cluster of bodyguards in the Jaragua Hotel, Batista and his crew present a picture of wariness. One day last week the trigger-cock sound of a purse snapping shut in the hotel lobby made a group of his fellow Cuban exiles swivel around. Batista himself refuses to stand before an open window, spends almost all his time in his suite, scuttles out of the center of a ring of bodyguards only to eat. Trujillo's mouthpiece newspaper, El Caribe, outrightly told Batista to "get out," but he has nowhere to go. France last...