Word: dusts
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...hundred people in 1947, now has 16,563. Unlike the first days, the people of Ein el Hilweh now see scant hope of ever returning to their homes, but they continue to live in the spirit of cruel dispossession. The roads and fetid alleys are still either choked with dust or, during the winter rains, awash in light brown mud. A few shops provide essential services-shoe repair, clothing-and the U.N.'s daily ration (1,600 calories in winter) can be supplemented at ramshackle fruit and vegetable stands. Menfolk gather, as they always have, in coffeehouses, to talk...
Difficult to Finance. More pruning and streamlining is to come, and more employees are likely to lose their jobs before the dust settles. In the end, Interpublic may bear only a slight resemblance to the company Marion Harper built and led. Says Carl Spielvogel, president of Interpublic's Market Planning Corp. and a member of the board: "We have faced the fact that it is increasingly difficult to finance a worldwide business such as ours. We have talked about going public, but there have been no plans made and no documents signed...
...surprise performances. The mile run was supposed to have been a duel between West Point's Hep champ, Bob McDonald, and the Crimson's sophomore Roy Shaw. But Baker, running brilliantly, left both of them in the dust...
Bonnie, played by Faye Dunaway, is first glimpsed naked, a sensual Erskine Caldwell backwoods beauty imprisoned by her hot, airless room. Clyde, the jaunty, vacant car thief, played by Warren Beatty, offers her passage out of the Dust Bowl, with his gun as her ticket. To her dismay, she discovers that he is impotent. "Your advertising is just dandy," sneers Bonnie, after their first no-love session. "Folks'd never guess you don't have a thing to sell." Yet Clyde does have a salable commodity: movement in a time of inertia, elation in the midst of depression...
...potency as a symbol or cultural repository has been debatable for years. Surfeited by riches it has no room to display, gorged with books it offers little space to read, it is half-buried in the artifacts it seeks to preserve. For every object on display, nine more gather dust in grimy warehouses. Although the museum has more than 9,000,000 books, its reading rooms hold a scant 390 chairs, are nearly always packed despite a sponsorship system that bars all but scholars from using them. Stacks are so inaccessible that the waiting time for books...