Word: joyful
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Whatever their meaning and wherever they may be headed, the hippies have emerged on the U.S. scene in about 18 months as a wholly new subculture, a bizarre permutation of the middle-class American ethos from which it evolved. Hippies preach altruism and mysticism, honesty, joy and nonviolence. They find an almost childish fascination in beads, blossoms and bells, blinding strobe lights and ear-shattering music, exotic clothing and erotic slogans. Their professed aim is nothing less than the subversion of Western society by "flower power" and force of example...
...listen to it than there was in Elvis Presley's day." One difference is that Elvis never had "acid rock" going for him. The Airplane's Runnin' 'Round This World, for example, is a number that, says Lead Singer Marty Balin, celebrates the "fantastic joy of making love while under LSD." Their latest single, White Rabbit, is a fantasy about a kind of Alice in Wonder-drugland that is "aimed at the twelve-year-old junkie." Explains Grace Slick, a striking former model who gives the Airplane go-power with her big, belting blues voice...
...like a whale. Or like Prufrock peering from a nimbostratus. Lowell is an excellent poet within the confines of his own self-lacerations. But the poet who deserves (in sunlight) to grace your cover is James Dickey, who, far from measuring out his life with coffee spoons, writes with joy and imagination and vitality about the sanguine world in which most of us live...
Died. George Wilhelm Pabst, 82, one of Germany's early greats of movie directing, best remembered for 1925's Street Without Joy, a grindingly realistic study of post World War I Vienna with a then unknown actress named Greta Garbo, 1925's Secrets of a Soul, the first film on psychoanalysis, and 1931's movie version of Bertolt Brecht's Threepenny Opera; of coronary embolism; in Vienna...
Incongruous as a lemonade stand in Death Valley and just as refreshing, a wee minipark opened on East 53rd Street in Manhattan amidst the jam-packed office buildings, hotels and stores. Donated to the city just for the joy of it by CBS Board Chairman William S. Paley, 65, it is only 42 ft. wide and 100 ft. deep, yet Paley Park offers pooped passers-by a respite at little white tables and chairs in a setting of geraniums, honey locust trees, and a 20-ft. waterfall whose roar all but drowns out the yowl of city traffic. Paley opened...