Word: dag
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...officer in the Austro-Hungarian Army who is blackmailed into spying for the Russians. The "drag ball" scene that opens the second act has been a titillating conversation piece ever since the play premiered in London in 1965. Murderous Angels probes the motives and characters of Patrice Lumumba and Dag Hammarskjold as seen by Conor Cruise O'Brien, who was himself in the Congo as head of U.N. operations in Katanga...
That was when I first learned what the United Nations and who Dag Hammarskjold were. It was almost seven years later that I watched a tearful Pauline Frederick son tell the world that Hammarskjold was dead. His airplane had crashed--or had been shot down--just as it was about to land at Ndola, a small town on the border between the Congolese province of Katanga and Rhodesia. Hammarskjold had flown there to talk with Moise Tshombe, intending to negotiate not only a ceasefire but the terms under which Katanga would eventually be re-unified with the rest...
...books to press. The better of the biographies restricted themselves to recounting his career. Too many of the others filled the void with scribblings ranging from near slander to the vaguest musings about the man's personal affairs to pompous pronouncements on his virtues and shortcomings. As a result, Dag Hammarskjold the man remained an enigma to all but the circle of his closer friends...
...career, except when it impinges upon Beskow's private story. Perhaps even Beskow's term for his book, "a portrait," is incorrect, because one does not begin to get, even at a single point in time, a full picture of the man. It is obvious that Beskow knew Dag Hammarskjold well, but it is equally obvious that there was much he did not know. That is why it is so pleasing to find Beskow never straying form what he knows, and knows well. He talks about meeting Hammarskjold, about buying him a seashore cottage near his own, about the books...
...feel what Beskow himself feels, a tremendous sense of loss, a longing to turn back time and correct its flow and see a smiling Dag climb off the plane at Ndola, a sure knowledge that, were he still alive, the world would be a bit better place to live in. Either as a friend or a biographer, Hammarskjold could have asked of him nothing more...