Word: darkly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Disneylandish bar (fuchsia with pink lights) in his apartment. "There aren't many idealists left." But back in Havana, thoughts of "Reporter" Flynn, author of two barely remembered novels, seemed less idealistic. Morals-minded Castro followers joked at the memory of his roistering coverage, and one dark-eyed rebelista murmured: "We are more than happy to meet newspapermen we respect, but as to Mr. Flynn, we had the feeling he was not a real journalist...
...newest and most radical moon theory was developed by British Cosmologist Thomas Gold, now at Harvard. Professor Gold agrees that the moon was pockmarked long ago by large meteors, and it may have been built up entirely by such accretion. But he does not think that the smooth, dark areas that are called maria (seas), because early astronomers thought they were exactly that, are filled with lava. He thinks that they are low places full of fine dust that was removed by a kind of erosion from the moon's highlands. In some places it may be more than...
...Radio waves, which penetrate the murky atmosphere, hint that the temperature of the invisible surface is something like 500° F., which is much too high for the earth's kinds of life. Venus rotates only once in several weeks, making the sunlit side much hotter than the dark side, and causing violent storms that sweep perpetually over its hot, dry deserts...
...dummy of her figure (thereafter, she hides it in the attic) to a seven-page description of a country-club dinner that is as savagely tedious as anything in Babbitt. There are sharply accurate glimpses of a far-from-adult grownup trying to cope with adolescents, of a dark, feminine hatred toward the machine. There is, above all, the nameless fear that somehow life itself is a mysterious machine that is not running as well as it should...
Amid the rolling hills of Vallecitos, Calif., the domed buildings stood bizarre and unexpected, like monstrous silver derbies tossed away by a giant. Even more bizarre was the scene inside. Over two pools of dark green water hovered a pair of white-clad men, intently fishing into the depths with a long grappling pole. Directed by a loudspeaker, they dipped again and again, snaring silver-colored bars of uranium 235 from the bottom of one pool and guiding them gently into the other. As they did, a gauge of amber-colored numbers shot up and up. Near by, another figure...