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...assailed soft judges and Supreme Court decisions that enable criminals to go free on technicalities. Now his closest official associates are suspected of not only violating federal laws but also trying to subvert the judicial system to conceal their wrongdoing. One high Administration official was moved to an exaggerated lament: "I don't know why any citizen should ever again believe anything a Government official says...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE ADMINISTRATION: Ripping Open an Incredible Scandal | 4/30/1973 | See Source »

Frisch managed the Cardinals for one more year, then moved on to run the Pittsburgh Pirates (1940-46) and the Chicago Cubs (1949-51). Between managing stints, he coached, then emerged as a play-by-play announcer for the Giants. His lament, "Oh, those bases on balls," became a fan's litany. After a 1956 heart attack, Frisch retired. He tended his azaleas, added to his collection of classical recordings and hurled steady disparagement at modern-day baseball. Samples: "Today's spring-training camps are country clubs without dues . . . Baseball players today do not have the same fighting...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: The Fire and Snap Man | 3/26/1973 | See Source »

...show almost without choreography, Sondheim's lyrics are nimble-wilted dances. Literate, ironic, playful, enviably clever, altogether professional, Stephen Sondheim is a quicksilver wordsmith in the grand tradition of Cole Porter, Noel Coward and Lorenz Hart. There are three standout numbers. One is Liaisons (Gingold), a lament that courtesans are not the elegantly larcenous creatures they used to be. Equally arresting are Send In the Clowns (Johns), a rueful gaze into the cracked mirror of the middle years, and The Miller's Son (Jamin-Bartlett), a gath-er-ye-rosebuds-while-ye-may paean to the flesh...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Theater: Valse Triste | 3/12/1973 | See Source »

...Loosening a white silk sash at her waist, she knots it around her throat, pulls it tight, then falls to the ground in a lifeless swoon, her hair spilling in an orange cloud over her crimson robes. On a balcony overhead, a chorus splits the air with a rising lament-a sort of aural locust swarm-followed by a series of immense, loud gong-tones...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: And Now, a Mini-Met | 3/5/1973 | See Source »

...University's cooled relationship with the government has a number of different facets, and we cannot lament equally the demise of all them. Federal grants for special projects in engineering and in some of the applied sciences have always had a straightforward contractual aspect. Basically the government bought certain types of immediately useful research, and we can only be pleased by the end of the conditions that prompted a demand for bombing studies and airplane design. But it is worth remembering that these have so far been the least affected area within the University...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Fighting the Axe | 2/28/1973 | See Source »

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