Word: guns
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...witness for the prosecution, De Gaulle's son-in-law, Colonel Alain de Boissieu, who was riding beside the chauffeur, testified that he saw a man pouring a stream of bullets at the car, and recalled, "He did not seem to be aiming his submachine gun at the tires, but quite obviously at the passengers.'' To the chauffeur, Boissieu snapped, "Down the middle. Straight ahead!" Then he turned around, begged De Gaulle, who was still sitting upright, to bend down. De Gaulle obliged by leaning forward slightly. Defendant Bastien-Thiry airily dismissed as "technical incidents" the additional...
...called Aref "my son, my pupil, my brother," the two chiefs were soon quarreling. Having become master of Iraq, Kassem was in no mood to share the prize with Aref's other hero, Egypt's Nasser. Ordered into exile as Ambassador to West Germany, Aref pulled a gun in Kassem's presence but was disarmed and finally condemned to death as a traitor. Kassem changed the sentence to life imprisonment and in 1961 sentimentally and imprudently set Aref free...
Spartan Cot. Kassem's brief regime reads like a case history in dangerous living. He savagely put down one abortive revolt, narrowly escaped death in an assassination attempt in which his arm and hand were shattered by bullets. Understandably gun-shy, he spent most of his time inside the Defense Ministry building, where he slept on a spartan cot and watched suspiciously for trouble...
...stops her by main force. And a little while later, when the postman rings, he hides in the bedroom till the fellow goes away. "To avoid gossip," he explains a little too anxiously, and she accepts his explanation. But about the same time she discovers that her loaded gun is missing, and that night she sees on his arm a peculiar scar that could belong only to one man: the quisling, now a fugitive, who supervised the torture and murder of her husband during the German occupation...
Reprinting liberally from his former pronouncements, Mr. Hoffman has now gathered all his arguments and theories for a final, cataclysimic blast; the only difficulty is that The Tyranny of Testing sounds like a pop-gun...