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...before the ink had dried on the final tallies of yesterday's vote, Americans--from voter action groups to political science classes--had voiced their contempt and outrage for the Iowa caucus...
...Spiegel claims that it conducted tests on the paper, ink and official markings to verify the age of the document. But Waldheim's supporters quickly dismissed it as a fake. Presidential Spokesman Gerold Christian said Waldheim "had neither ordered deportations nor rendered them possible in any way." Others said Plenca's disclosure seemed timed to cast doubt on a forthcoming report by a panel of international historians charged with examining Waldheim's war record. Initiated by the Austrian Foreign Ministry last summer, the group plans to deliver its final report next week...
...Meiji Tokyo began in 1876 mainly as a "scientific" discipline. But before long the bizarre techniques of the mysterious Occident developed their own momentum for Japanese artists, and particularly the Western way of depicting forms by smearing a kind of sticky, slow-drying mud on cloth, rather than using ink and water on silk as Chinese and Japanese masters had done for millenniums. When the Tokyo School of Fine Arts opened in 1887,its American co-founder, the "Boston bonze" Ernest Fenollosa, insisted that it teach only traditional Japanese techniques. But by 1896 most of its students were petitioning...
This has created a heady climate of creative liberation. Spiegelman's New York City-based Raw magazine publishes some of the more outre work in graphic narrative, including the psychotic and hilarious misadventures of a couple of pen-and-ink Easter Island profiles named Amy and Jordan, chronicled by Mark Beyer. Pantheon has just issued a collection of their tribulations in book form, aptly titled Agony (173 pages; $7.95). Out on the West Coast, the work of the brothers Gilbert, Jaime and Mario Hernandez appears in books bearing the title of the comic in which they originated, Love and Rockets...
...anything in Ackroyd's far more appealing and sympathetic work. Yet each author provides the same service: turning the reader back to the damned youth who wrote, "Since all my Vices magnify'd are here,/ She cannot paint me worse than I appear,/ When raving in the Lunacy of ink,/ I catch the Pen and publish what I think." A ghostly presence hovers over both books, and the sound it emits is the ringing echo of the last laugh...