Word: gripping
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Before the Chinese attack on Moscow last month, Dej had sent a delegation headed by Premier Ion Maurer to Peking to plead for an end to the polemics. Dej was afraid that any worsening of the split would force Khrushchev to tighten his grip on the Eastern European satellites, and Rumania was doing well without any more help from Nikita. Rumania boasts the highest industrial growth rate in Europe, a phenomenal 15%, and has achieved that growth by defying Moscow. The original role Khrushchev had charted for Rumania under its Comecon plan-the Red version of the Common Market...
Though Mondrian has been dead for two decades, the grip of de Stijl's geometry has never lessened, as is demonstrated in the 80-odd paintings on show at Manhattan's Marlborough-Gerson Gallery. Among the younger Dutch painters, Joost Baljeu, 39, makes mechanical totems of an order beyond emotion. U.S. Artist Charles Biederman, 58, saw that his mentor Mondrian had reached "the very limit permitted by the old hand medium of paint." He lays down the brush for what he calls "the new art tools of man"-machines -and makes his metal reliefs look un touched...
...Gillette is not much happier than Wilkinson about the stainless revolution. The blades have given its competitors a new way to cut into the Boston blademaker's grip on the U.S. market; Gillette's market share has dropped from 72% to 57%, and profits in the first quarter slid 22% to $8.3 million. With a massive advertising onslaught, Gillette is regaining some of its lost ground, but the whole industry is worried about the stainless blades, which are grabbing an ever-widening share of the U.S. market. The companies making them fear that their success may eventually mean...
...real protagonist. Language gives the play its life. "Everything is finished," says the old maid. "Yet I go to bed and get up again with the most terrible of all feelings-the feeling of having hope. Hope pursues me, encircles me, bites me; like a dying wolf tightening his grip for the last time...
Hartmann approached with due caution. Suddenly, he saw the General's right arm begin to twitch convulsively. His hand, twisted into a claw, groped its way upwards and clutched his forehead in a vicelike grip. His body, usually as erect as a ferro-concrete tower, tottered and threatened to collapse...