Word: goldings
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Servan-Schreiber, general director of Les Echos, a pro-De Gaulle paper; his cousin Jean-Jacques Servan-Schreiber, general director of L'Express, an anti-De Gaulle magazine; Pierre Gallois, retired air force general and chief exponent of France's independent nuclear striking force; and Jacques Rueff, gold-standard devotee and De Gaulle's economic mentor. Repeat...
...beat Killy at his own specialty: the giant slalom. By week's end, with only the men's special slalom and combined to go (and Killy favored to win both), French skiers had won five out of the six events, collected an even dozen of the 18 gold, silver and bronze medals awarded at the championships...
...ever a building marked a turning point for its designer, it was Edward Durell Stone's U.S. embassy in New Delhi. With its gold-leaf columns, lacy grills and inner water courtyard, it won him architectural accolades round the world. "I have been a marked man ever since," muses Architect Stone, 64, by no means unhappily. At home, the New Delhi embassy triggered commissions that include the just-started John F. Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts in Washington and the soon-to-rise 50-story, marble-sheathed General Motors Tower in Manhattan...
What Stone produced might well make an old Mogul emperor rub his eyes in astonishment. Against the background of the blue Murree hills, Stone set the swimming-pool reactor beneath a mosquelike dome embellished with gold mosaic designs, juxtaposed it with a minaret-like exhaust tower. Enclosing the reactor complex is a great quadrangle housing laboratories and offices. In its final phase, the great quadrangle surrounding the reactor will measure 800 ft. by 600 ft., become the nucleus for what Stone likes to think of as "the M.I.T. of Pakistan...
...written a satire on colonial debacle that is almost as savagely hilarious as Evelyn Waugh's Black Mischief. Mossman sets his scene in a mythical Middle Eastern kingdom on which the British are losing their traditional grip. The incumbent king is a corpulent pederast who splashes in a gold-plated bathtub while his people eat mice and provide entertainment for the sadistic secret police. His army and his oilfields are controlled by the British, but the British legate is a bumfembedded chargé, and his aides are tired old faggots and redbrick rejects. The Russians infiltrate, the colonels plot...