Word: drabs
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Feast. Then Paris was drab, hungry and humiliated, poisoned by haphazard action against collaborationists, corrupted by the black market, weakened by class hatreds and inflation. Now its buildings are resplendent as the result of cleaning and restoration; the Parisian feasts at the most majestic table in the world, and all around him are the signs of his country's prestige. The swift Caravelle jet carries the name of France through the skies, and the world's longest liner, the France, carries it across the seas. French military power, so often frustrated, can take at least symbolic pride...
Political Boss Frank ("I am the law") Hague put Jersey City on the map by making it the most corrupt municipality in the U.S. When Hague's 30-year stranglehold was finally broken in 1949, Jersey City seemed destined for lingering obscurity. But last week that drab, gritty city (pop. 275,000) was back on the map again. For three nights, hundreds of Negroes rioted, looted and tossed fire bombs in a racial rampage that was grimly reminiscent of last month's Harlem and Rochester violence...
...Fleet Street, it was the second Battle of Hastings. To Hastings, now a drab south-coast resort town, it was simply the bloody awfullest sight since William the Conqueror. Mothers locked their children safe indoors, merchants closed their shops and pulled down the blinds, sedate middle-aged couples on the beach fled for cover. The Mods and the Rockers had come to town...
...this European, Senator Barry Goldwater appears not as a fascist ogre, but as perhaps the last hope of the American people to pull their country out of its headlong dive into that oblivion where everybody and everything, races, parties and states, shall be mongrelized into a drab grey uniformity, watched over, of course, by Big Daddy in the White House...
...predictable. With 3,000 paintings, 500 artists and 34 countries represented, the Biennale promised, as usual, to be an embarrassment of riches, and proved, as it often has, to be a mass preview of oblivion. Endless arid abstractions vied with the fossil art of mere representation. Into this esthetic drab land came some young Americans whose vision was fresh even if their art was not fine. The Biennale judges succumbed, and for the third time in the 69-year history of the show awarded the prize to an American, Robert Rauschenberg, 38, "the old master...