Word: evens
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...views coincide with the recommendations made earlier this month to the Senate Foreign Relations Committee by Conlon Associates Ltd. at the conclusion of a study requested by that committee. Of course I knew that Chiang Kai-shek was the most cherished of TIME'S sacred cows but, even so, the extent of your personal attack, distortions and inaccuracies surprised...
...Russians are playing a mighty rough game, and they are playing it for keeps. Our shortsighted Government officials must come to their senses soon and reshape our plans-even if it bothers that budget-happy old man in the White House...
...white Cadillac, past half a million cheering people-women in veils or tentlike burgas, tens of thousands of schoolchildren waving flags, armed sailors and soldiers carefully spaced to prevent unruly exuberance. Down the freshly cleaned streets they drove, past prairies of rubble still redolent with the smell of refugees, even though special squads had worked all night to deodorize the area with scented water and citronella (the refugees had been settled elsewhere), on through the jumbled slums where Pakistani women, their pastel veils and head scarves fluttering in the sun, watched from roof tops. At Victoria Road, the two Presidents...
...Hindu Kush where Alexander and his Macedonians trod, lay Kabul and the feudal kingdom of Afghanistan (pop. 13 million). The Afghans, bordered by both the Soviet Union and Red China, are uncommitted in the cold war and wooed with aid from both the Soviets and the U.S. Even as Ike's plane winged over the mountains, an Afghan squadron of Russian-made MIGs took off to escort him toward Kabul, and Ike landed at an airfield built by Russians. There, in the freezing morning, khaki-clad King Mohammed Zahir greeted the President and his party...
...touch him. Nervously, Nehru leaped from the car, made his way to an escorting Jeep, shouting for the people to make way. But his voice went unheard in the thunderous clamor, and Nehru characteristically put his chin in his hand and gazed stoically ahead. Downtown, the crowds were even stormier. WELCOME PRINCE OF PEACE, read a sign in Connaught Circus. Flowers by the pound flew at Ike until he was standing foot-deep in them, and the panting Secret Service men who had already been mauled by the mobs, began fielding the blossoms until they were exhausted. "Do you believe...