Word: dooms
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Symphony is sprinkled with snatches of religious, patriotic and folk tunes popular at the turn of the century. But once shredded by Ives, run through a wringer of dissonance and woven into his complex fabric of rhythms, they were not easily recognized. In the first movement, for example, the doom-laden theme in the basses sounded against a background of Nearer, My God, to Thee, softly played by a chamber ensemble isolated at the rear of the orchestra. Then the violins joined in with The Sweet Bye and Bye, intertwined with clashes of brass and drums and another hymn sung...
There was a hush over Hanoi last week-an air of impending doom as palpable as the crachin, the drizzle that cools the city each afternoon. From all sides the growing weight of U.S. air power pressed in on North Viet Nam's capital. Jets roamed the skies almost at will, striking day after day with surgical precision at North Viet Nam's tenuous communication and transportation line. American bombs still fell short of North Viet Nam's cities and factories, though an occasional power plant was hit when it happened to be near a road...
...TIME'S cover story on computers [April 2] helped tear away the shroud of fear that envelops the greatest tool our society has ever produced. Computers are not spectres of doom; they are friends...
...tragedy of Sam and Henny is no grand Sophoclean descent into doom. They live like a couple of roaches battling over garbage, and fate simply sluices them down the drain. But every page is written with battering intensity. The Man Who Loved Children is a big black diamond of a book, an exotic and virulent attar of hatred...
...there is a feeling of doom about the play--a current that moves below the froth of conversation. The mockery of the whores, the very emptiness of Robespierre's rhetoric, make Buechner's point: that man has no free will, that the dreary sameness of life must over-take the most heroic and the most corrupt. Reading the play, I felt this undertow. At the Loeb, I didn...