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...state capital, Olympia, by July 4, 1976. But most Bicentennial projects in the West are drawn from the region's own history and heritage. Alaskans are rebuilding the Tlingit and Haida tribal houses in Angoon and restoring a log headquarters built in 1793 by Russian fur traders in Kodiak. Hawaiians are constructing a 60-ft., double-hulled sailing canoe in which a crew of 24 will leave on April 1, 1976, for a month-long voyage to Tahiti and back to demonstrate how the Polynesians discovered the Hawaiian Islands...
...fact, reports TIME'S Diplomatic Editor Jerrold L. Schecter, a veteran of three previous shuttles, there is little time for relaxation on the airborne Middle East shuttle. "What I need is a fur-lined straitjacket," sighed the Secretary of State as he climbed aboard his Air Force 707 after a hard day's negotiating, and unbent in the correspondents' aft cabin, which newsmen have christened "the torture chamber...
...docile, about half black and half white, a group of refugees with the common bond of having been bombed out of a job. They are a mixture of "good ole boys" with beer bellies bulging over the belts of their double-knit slacks, trim women in stylish pantsuits and fur jackets, and young managers and technicians in three-button, charcoal gray suits. The newcomers, skittish and self-conscious at first, soon relax as they sense that they are not alone. Hardly anyone reads to kill time. Conversation is minimal and muted. Children accompanying their parents are subdued. Veteran standers...
Neither of us speaks until an animal rolls past, he sees its fur smooth the way a knife might spread it flat. I try and explain that it's not my fault, we would have felt it under the wheel. His voice cracks, unsure of its own depth, when he tells me it doesn't matter who killed it, but it's like me not to care about the animal, not to care about anything. He is 12 years old and filled with sure indignation: I resent...
...young artist from California. His name is Chris Burden, and though he is only 29, many consider him a sadhu. It is at the Ronald Feldman Gallery, a known place of refuge for distinguished fakirs like Joseph Bueys, who, unlike our own sadhus in India, wears a magnificent fur coat and chants mantras about "revolution" in order to expunge his sorrow for having flown a German airplane 30 years ago. Burden, on the other hand, would appear a familiar figure to us. He is a body artist. He believes in transcending the entanglements of maya by mortifying his flesh...