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Coming Alive. Nonetheless, Lady Bird caroled a hopeful counterpoint as she zipped through the farms and villages of the American heartland. Noting that 71 million Americans still live in communities of 10,000 or less, she declared that "in many of these towns, the streets are coming alive with commerce and industry, old problems are being solved in new ways, and the arts are flourishing." To show just how commerce, industry and the arts are faring these days in the national heartland was one important purpose of her trip...
...diminishing heartland along the Red River once housed 60% of North Viet Nam's economic base. Eleven of the nation's power plants, which produce 80% of the country's electricity, have been struck-some many times. The only large power plant left is Lao Cai, which is off limits because it stands on the border with Red China. U.S. jets recently destroyed the Haiphong plant that poured 95% of the country's cement. The showpiece Thai Nguyen steel plant has been bombed 13 times. To defend the heartland as best he can, Ho has emplaced...
Four Possibles. The stress on the nuts and bolts is neither by chance nor, of late, altogether by choice. So regularly and effectively have U.S. pilots pounded Ho's fledgling industries in the nation's heartland (see map) that very few major targets remain intact. U.S. policy has so far strictly proscribed the bombing of Haiphong harbor, the Red River dikes, and the government's civilian and military headquarters in Hanoi. Of the permissible targets, only four major ones are still untouched: the three airfields of Phuc Yen, Gia Lam and Cat Bi, and the large...
Deep in "Indian country," the Viet Cong's jungled heartland, a lone U.S. helicopter flapped furiously down on an abandoned dirt roadway. Even before the Huey hit the ground, its six passengers were out and running. Their faces streaked with camouflage paint, their black and green "tiger suits" blending into the foliage, their black-stocked M-16 automatic rifles at the ready, they faded swiftly into the perennial twilight of 80-ft. trees, impenetrable bamboo thickets, and tangles of thorn and "wait a minute" vines. This was "Lurp Team Two," a long-range reconnaissance patrol (LRRP) of the 173rd...
...that small towns spawn only people who are quirky and vicious. Fortunately, the honesty of language, the evocative direction of Michael Kahn, and the uniform skill of the cast, make Wilson's vision plausible. In his play, the milieu is really the message. Something in the U.S. heartland's culture itself seems to stifle his characters' heartbeats whenever they try to make an openhanded gesture of the flesh, the mind or the spirit. Wilson's Rimers are indeed what their collective name implies: a people who blanket their lives with hoarfrost...