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Korff implied that Nixon would not be likely to confess any criminal activity. Privately, Nixon has admitted to him only what he has conceded publicly: he made "errors in judgment" on Watergate. On the contrary, according to Korff, Nixon feels that he had been "too yielding and perhaps at times too compassionate"-presumably about the involvement of his aides-during the scandal. From the perspective of Dean, Magruder and Kalmbach, however, that would not seem to be a realistic appraisal of Nixon's Watergate role...
...more candid moments, some baldies confide that all is not Brylcreemless bliss. They are bothered by sunburned scalps and cool breezes. BHMA member Palmer complains that whenever he eats his favorite spicy Mexican food, his bare scalp sweats profusely. Other baldies confess that their billiard-ball crests age them prematurely. Gripes one: "I was the only kid in the third grade who looked like he was in school on the G.I. Bill." But to most men whose hairlines have disappeared, happiness is a bald head. Says Senator Garn: "God has made very few perfect heads. The rest of them...
...more wages, titles, positions, apartments, dachas, cars and the chance to buy gaudy rags." Instead, they should seek an internal freedom of conscience, and redemption through penitence. Solzhenitsyn believes that millions in the Soviet Union were accomplices in Stalin's crimes. He calls upon the entire nation to confess to the guilt of the past. "Only through the repentance of a multitude of people can the air and the soil of Russia be cleansed, so that a new, healthy national life can grow...
...delivered to the syndicate 4 1/2 weeks before they are to be printed. And then I have ten days to do something else. The other work I do has no real deadline. I don't have to get an advance any more to live on, so I confess I don't work every day. If TV didn't exist, I'd turn out three times what...
...about half an hour. Then water was poured on the floor around me, a wire was fastened to the second toe of my right foot, and a spring-clip electrode to the nipple of my right breast, pinching so hard it cut the flesh. Trying to make me confess that I was a Communist, they resumed the questioning. Now my denials were met with shocks as well as fists. The voltage was successively increased, becoming so painful that I doubled over until I fell to the floor...