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Swimmers or Crawlers? Le grand Charles's latest fracas was spawned by a fine point of international law and the ways of lobsters: Do they swim as well as crawl? If lobsters swim, then the French may be entitled to catch them as fish; if they only crawl, they are Brazilian.* For, according to a 1958 Geneva convention, nations have a right to all the natural resources on the .continental shelf, including those living organisms that move in "constant physical contact" with the sea bed. Off Brazil, the continental shelf extends as much as 200 miles into...
First it was gasoline, then meat, butter, eggs, soap, toilet paper, garlic, onions, rice, beans, chicken, fish, coffee, shoes, and even, in this oft-steamy island paradise, beer. "Beer is unnecessary," said Fidel Castro, "in revolutionary Cuba." In their steady slide down the scale of living standards, Cubans heard last week that rationing would henceforth extend to clothing-shirts, trousers, dresses, and even to those snug slacks that Cuban women-and their men-love. Like any good Communist bureaucrat, the Maximum Leader an nounced through his Government Consolidated Products Enterprise that he was doing this so that clothes could...
...Marine Corps: match the Marines of 1908 by marching 50 miles in 20 hours, according to the terms of an old Teddy Roosevelt order. The Marines responded. And so, it seemed, did everyone else who could muster up the same kind of spirit it took to swallow gold fish, raid for panties or whirl a hula hoop...
...often as not, means little more than sharing a common stock of habits and lore: bagels and gefüllte fish, wistful jokes about schlemiels, the struggle against discrimination in country clubs-and childhood memories of the stately dining ritual on Passover. This, complains Theologian Arthur A. Cohen, is not Judaism but Jewishness-"the whole array of atavisms and sentimentalities which a secure minority can now afford." Cohen, in a fervent new book marred occasionally by some advanced term-paper prose, summons the comfortable, conforming natural Jew of the American present to recapture his supernatural vocation as a living reminder...
...murder. Outside on the windy steppes the average winter temperature was 17° below. Inside the barracks, the ceilings were always coated with frost. Every day the prisoners were sent out to do senseless, back-breaking labor. Meals were always the same watery gruel with chunks of rotten fish (Shukhov was jeered because he refused to eat fish eyes when they were floating free in the soup). The guards made the prisoners undress outside to be frisked, beat them with birch clubs, threw any who talked back into a barely heated "cell," where a ten-day sentence meant a probable...