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...Line-Up. For the first time, Western correspondents in Moscow were permitted to refer openly in their dispatches to the Russian-Chinese quarrel, were even allowed to quote "well-informed" sources on the line-up of forces within the Red summit meeting. When hollow-cheeked Liu Shao-chi, Red China's titular head of state, delivered a scathing four-hour denunciation of Khrushchev's policy, the varied reactions in his audience clearly revealed the true quality of the dispute between Peking and Moscow. Outwardly an ideological quarrel, it is in fact a fight for power between Russia...
Rabbit, Run, by John Updike. A powerful and relentlessly depressing story about the crackup of an unspeakable Hollow Man whom the author perhaps mistakes for Everyman...
...cases triteness successfully holds out against insight. But they all build on the constants in human experience. In Success Story, for instance, an ancient fellow approaches a park bench. "Then he turned himself carefully round; bringing into the spring sunlight, pale as a primrose, his dun face, hollow-cheeked and dry; the great orbits of his sunk eyes; the long nose fallen at the tip; his white mustache, of thin separate hairs like glass threads . . . A string of muscle jerked in the shadow of the cheekbone." His success is twofold. In the first place a child of three takes...
...hollow center, Rabbit is ineffectual. He cannot even run away cleanly, gets lost on the road and returns-but not to his wife. He turns to his old high school coach and through him meets a girl who has slipped into casual prostitution. The first night, he pays. Then he and Ruth simply begin living together. Big, shrewd, and without illusions, she knows Rabbit is no prize, but neither is she. It is when the local Episcopal minister shows up to make Rabbit see the moral wrong of his desertion that all the weak strands of his character begin...
...horror. Huddled on the floor at his feet, under thick layers of cobwebs and dust, was the shriveled body of a woman, partly covered with a moth-eaten blanket and the decayed remnants of a blue dressing gown. The skull was bare of hair, the eye sockets were hollow, and the skin was parched to the color of dark leather and hard as rock. Beside the body lay an empty bottle of disinfectant...