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...process, he determined to revenge himself on Harvard by donating a grotesquely hideous building, which is now known as the Lampoon Castle (and always has been, since Hearst was a member of the Lampoon in his undergraduate days). The building is for some odd reason triangular in shape, and has five street addresses (count em): 29 Plympton St., 44 Bow St., 57 Mt. Auburn St., 1 Holyoke Court, and Zero Freedom Square). The tenants of this building put out a magazine several times a year, which brings us to our next point...
...they had had a chance to go to college. And to their minds, college is just a place where everyone sleeps together anyway. Kids nowadays get to romp and stomp for four years and then slip into some easy manager's job while they have to build these hideous monsters in the stinking city...
...introduce this narrative simply to say that I did not then- nor do I now- accept the theory that all the hideous torment of that time was caused by him. What the historians will have to explain is not Joseph McCarthy. It is rather the reception he was accorded. Millions upon millions of people in the United States needed him and wanted him, or at the very least accepted him, and in so doing in a sense created...
...those of the late Senator Joseph McCarthy, for whom Pusey served as a favorite target. He cited the Hitlerian tactic of "the big lie"-in this case, the radicals' claim "that the university is a hopelessly bigoted, reactionary force in our society which serves the interest of a hideous military-industrial complex...
...taste in tipples. Both prefer champagne, though Doubell hastily adds: "I only drink champagne when it's available. I don't discriminate. I'll drink anything." Recalling one evening when he "got stoned" on champagne, he says that he went out the next morning "with a hideous hangover and ran the fastest 220 of my life in 22.2. Of course you can't do that all the time. Just about once a fortnight, I reckon...