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...entire novel is written in this language--mystifying but intelligible--and soon we learn why: the story takes place thousands of years in the future. The planet has been transformed, legend has it by a "flash of lite bigger nor the woal worl and it ternt the nite to day." The legend takes on an unsettling reality when we read that the "flash" was brought on by one "Littl Shynin Man the Addom...
...even a 670-ft., 14,000-ton Vickers aircraft carrier. Nor is the infantry slighted: there are mortars (51 mm or 81 mm), silencer-equipped submachine guns, four-round sniper rifles (99% accuracy at 400 meters) and a battery-powered grenade launcher. Missiles? Try an air-to-air Sky Flash or a ship-to-air Seawolf, a Rapier ("low cost" and "low weight") or a Swingfire ("long-range" and "antitank"). Once the weapons are ordered, there are British firms that will train troops and commanders, plan communications systems and even help manage bases...
...some shows they make up the majority of the audience-this tour is a way to ease into the slipstream of a myth, to check it out firsthand. For their elders, who were teen-agers when the Stones first sang Play with Fire and Satisfaction and Jumpin' Jack Flash back in the high '60s, it is a way-for some, now, the only way-to rejustify and perpetuate the myth. The Rolling Stones are living out, maybe stringing out, the legend, coasting, even capitalizing on it. But the foundation of the myth is the music, and the Stones...
...best of these biographical and literary essays flash with the fervor and assurance of a man nurtured on late Victorian intellectuality, steeped in 1930s radicalism and tempered by more than 30 years on Fleet Street. He makes no apology for his bookishness: "Men of power have no time to read; yet the men who do not read are unfit for power." He draws a charming portrait of his father, who passed on his bibliophilia, and a colorfully contradictory one of his father-figure, Lord Beaverbrook. Foot reminisces warmly about his exasperating fellow journalist Randolph Churchill, but repeats the remark that...
...scene in the best Hollywood tradition. By day, the lithe, compact brunette dresses plainly in sweaters and blue jeans, and talks about her desire to settle down and raise a family. But as the heat of the night approaches, she starts to change. Her large green eyes begin to flash with fire and ice as, clad in black tights and a form-hugging tunic top, she dashes up the back stairs of a stage and into a burst of light. Hit Me with Your Best Shot, she sings to thousands of screaming fans. That precious time has arrived: Patty Andrzejewski...