Word: latelies
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...earlier poll called the "New England Referendum on Vietnam," coordinators Kim Marshall '68 and Peter Rousmaniere '69 found Harvard students to be overwhelmingly against the war. The poll administered in late November to the students, faculty and staff of New England colleges indicated that three out of four respondents described the war in Vietnam as a civil war and said that the U.S. commitment was not in the best interests of the South Vietnamese. The referendum also found that 83 per cent of the Harvard students polled did not approve of the manner in which President Johnson was handling...
Modeling & Mortuary. The junior colleges serve a number of academic functions. They provide a basic general education for the two-year student, give thousands of late-blooming youngsters a second shot at qualifying for admission to a four-year school, train others in vocational skills, bring countless adults new cultural
Other pieces work toward universality from even humbler beginnings. I Pity the Poor Immigrant, chanted to a tune that is as basic as one of the late Woody Guthrie's Dust Bowl ballads, is a melancholy portrait of a misanthropic, malcontented wanderer "who passionately hates his life and likewise fears his death." The album's title song, John Wesley Harding (who "was never known to make a foolish move") is an oldtime saga about a kind of Nietzschean super dream...
Like Bob Dylan, Arlo owes some of his direct, throbbing guitar and vocal style to the late Woody Guthrie, which is not surprising in this case, since Arlo, 20, is the older of Woody's two sons. And as Oklahoma-born Woody's great songs voiced the common man's despair in the dusty '30s, New York-born Arlo throbs with his own generation's hang-ups. Its length has kept Alice from wide disk-jockey exposure, but Arlo's first Reprise LP is moving steadily up on the charts...
...drawing water than in pouring streams of consciousness from the taps of James Joyce. It is not until page 122 that he actually enters the tub. By page 517, he has come to a decision: from now on, the shower for him. By then, it's too late. Orlovitz's waterlogged novel has gone down the drain-a victim of its own sluice-of-life...