Word: essayed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...ideological schism in the Communist world [Sept. 20] and the partially hidden suggestion that Bertrand Russell would "gullibly accept Soviet outrages." After reading several works by and about Lord Russell, I have yet to find even the slightest hint that he condoned the Stalinist purges. In fact in his essay "Why I Am Not a Communist," he states that he believes that Communism's theoretical tenets are false and that Communism would "produce an immeasurable increase of human misery...
While working on this week's Essay, That New Black Magic, a study of changing styles in superstition, Reporter George Taber canvassed his colleagues on TIME's editorial staff. By and large, he discovered, they were remarkably hesitant about admitting any belief in the occult. Not so the people who were involved with the Essay itself...
Associate Editor Bob Jones, who wrote the Essay, says that he always spits on the bait when he goes fishing, and he insists the stunt pays off. As for Senior Editor Bob Shnayerson, for years he kept a tattered grey sweater in his office and wore it whenever he worked on major stories. This week the sweater disappeared and Bob worried all the while he edited the Essay. "Lost," he kept muttering. "All lost...
Taber decided that even to work on such an Essay was begging for trouble. Sure enough, while he was reporting, he tried to interview a fortuneteller and she stood him up. When he invested a penny in a drugstore scale, he got back a card on which was printed his weight and the warning: "Watch your step...
Everything is presented in fits and starts, sputters without sparks, unreeling like a Krapp's last tape of random memories. Themes are developed capriciously, then dropped completely like essay answers in a sophomore's exam book. Nor is there a single plot line snaking toward a large revelation. Worthington, for example, is obviously by death obsessed, but he is far too thin-blooded ever to go gently raging toward that good twilight...