Word: conrade
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...setting of course, helps make this pulp intriguing: your room. Elsie's. The Brattle. And where else could you audit such courses as Comp. Lit 248, Modern Forms of Ambiguity, in which "we shall consider how the trends, first synthesized in Dostoevsky, later developed separately by Conrad, Gido, Joyce, and Proust, finally became re-integrated again in the novels of William Faulkner." That might not be great satire, but at least it sounds familiar...
...SIMPLE, HONORABLE MAN (309 pp.) -Conrad Richter- Knopf...
...enough for private planes-have opened farther down the coast. Most ambitious is the 60-suite, $1,000,000 Hotel Cabo San Lucas, near the village of the same name, whose stockholders include such enthusiasts as Kirk Douglas, Airplane Maker Donald Douglas Sr. and Barren Hilton, son of Hotelman Conrad. Heretofore, the only way an ordinary traveler could get to lower Baja has been by commercial flight or road from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he had to cross the border to Tijuana, then take a three-flights-a-week plane to La Paz, and from there...
...face it-we're going to be living with the Kennedys for a helluva long time." This, according to one insider, is what the Administration did: One day last December, Labor Secretary Arthur Goldberg had as his private lunch guest U.S. Steel Executive Vice President R. Conrad Cooper, who is the steel companies' chief bargainer and was Goldberg's adversary in the 1959-60 steel negotiations. Goldberg impressed upon "Coop" that John Kennedy wanted early bargaining and a quick settlement so as to avoid a surge and subsequent slump in steel buying. Soon after, at the A.F.L...
...anecdotes are amusing and interesting, they are only dimly illuminating. Somehow the fact that Hart Crane was a drunk and had a penchant for throwing his typewriter out a window becomes more important than his poetry. All in all, the book brings to mind a remark of Joseph Conrad's: "In plucking the fruit of memory, one runs the risk of spoiling its bloom...