Word: criticism
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Former Under Secretary of State George W. Ball was the Administration's most articulate war critic when he quit Washington for Wall Street in 1966. Candidly calling himself "the devil's advocate," he persistently opposed deepening the U.S. involvement in what he terms the Vietnamese "gluepot." Far more Europe-minded than his friend Dean Rusk, Ball believes that by making Viet Nam a major battleground with the Communists, the U.S. has failed to cope adequately with De Gaulle, jeopardized any new approach to China, and let the problem of a divided Germany fester far too long...
Readers of Pravda's reports know him well as a bitter critic of U.S. involvement in Viet Nam. And soon they'll get the word from Dr. Benjamin Spock, 65, on a different subject-namely Baby and Child Care. The handbook that made the good doctor a fortune (20 million copies to date) is being published in Russian-which may bring more nyets than da, da, das once Russian mothers get a load of what he says. Spock advises light garments and laying babies on their stomachs, but Russian mothers swaddle infants tightly and set them on their...
...three styles of comedy on display at Dunster House this weekend balance one another perfectly. It is a sensitive and sensible journey from the ravaging whimsy of Pinter to the mystical Aria da Capo to the smoking humour of Sheridan's The Critic...
...Critic (Third Act only) was Sheridan's grotesque caricature of the epic drama of his time. The laughs are predictably broad and deftly induced by Jim Brook, the director. Bob Edgar, as Mr. Puff the playwright trembling with glee at his own handiwork, wiggled and strutted, winsomely uproarious. His fresh exuberance was catching and the production number of a sea battle on the Thames, burst into high farce...
...feelings sensed in a severely limited autobiographical world. He was justly acccused of hiding behind his family and childhood, of not daring the larger, extra-domestic themes that his technical prowess promised, or conversely, of trying to inflate his tiny genre scenes into balloons of cosmic significance. Updike, wrote Critic John Aldridge, "has nothing to say," while Leslie Fiedler complains, "He writes essentially 19th century novels. He's irrelevant...