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...banquet at night. While Americans watching on television get the idea that it is some kind of folk festival, it is not quite so hearty. The huge hall engulfs the guests, much like China itself. Nixon is a dim figure with Chou, nibbling at his shark's fin dish and supping his almond junket. Pat's red dress is a drop of warm blood in the gray...
With perceptions heightened by drugs, said Parsons, a man might "reach a greater understanding of early China by investigating the fondness that the ancient Chinese had for the particularly exotic dish of bear paws." Or a researcher who wanted to understand President James K. Polk, suggested the professor, could hole up for two years in an ante-bellum Tennessee mansion, read the books Polk would have read, ride horseback through the countryside and trip out occasionally on drugs-all in order to put himself inside Folk's psyche. Parsons' point is that historians too often neglect what...
...only major injury so far came two weeks ago when junior defenseman Doug Elliott slipped in the shower. Elliott gashed his knee on the porcelain soap dish, and required 35 stitches. At first it looked as if he would be out indefinitely, but he started skating again this week, and should be ready by early January...
...temper. He was in some ways the first Bohemian artist, and he thrashed about in the dogma-bound and ceremonious society of Counter-Reformation Rome like a beast in a net. In 1604 Caravaggio was haled into court for assaulting a Roman waiter who had brought him a dish of artichokes, six cooked in oil and six in butter. Caravaggio asked which were which. "Taste them," retorted the waiter, "and you will see." Caravaggio jumped to his feet, laid the man's cheek open with the edge of the dish and tried to skewer him with his rapier. Defamation...
Occasionally he prances out, wearing a funny hat. What he is validates what he does: he has so long been saddled (not unwillingly) with the task of being the vitality-image or phallus of the West that every sketch, painting or dish tends to be greeted with the same ritually stupefied reverence. Hence la légende Picasso, which has been energetically prodded along by writers like Hélène Parmelin and photographers like David Douglas Duncan and Gjon Mili. From their breathless accounts a satyr rises, mythic, Gargantuan, and fatally easy to parody. The Maestro...