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...Beach was bouncing off the walls, choking with laughter, swearing that this was the highlight of his Harvard career. I was a bit less enthusiastic, since I've been around a bit longer than he has, but I admitted that it was probably the best thing I'd done all week...

Author: By John L. Powers, | Title: Powers of the Press | 11/26/1969 | See Source »

...could read a pome, an'ah shorely do 'preciate it." A pause. I assured my friend that yes, he was for real. He continued. "Wow. I always did want to read my poetry on stage. Particularly at Harvard, since I go to B. U." Brautigan crupted in laughter and passed him the wine...

Author: By Jeffrey S. Golden, | Title: Richard Brautigan On Saturday Night | 11/26/1969 | See Source »

...solid legal grounds for other actions. Partly as a joke, Congressman Howard W. Smith of Virginia, then 81, added "sex" to the section of the 1964 Civil Rights Act that prohibited employment discrimination on the basis of "race, color, religion or national origin." There was a good deal of laughter, but the House passed the bill. It has taken a while for feminists to grasp what they can do under Title VII, but charges of discrimination against women in business and industry account for about 7,500 of the 44,000 complaints filed so far with the Equal Employment Opportunity...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Behavior: The New Feminists: Revolt Against Sexism | 11/21/1969 | See Source »

Unlike the characters, the audience is let in on the mistaken identity aspects of the plot from the beginning-and that's the point. Wilder wants us to share with him his contemptuous laughter for all affairs human...

Author: By Frank Rich, | Title: The Moviegoer Billy Wilder at the Orson Welles through Tuesday | 11/21/1969 | See Source »

...entered Friday morning loomed grey and chill. To our bleary eyes, that was only fitting. Yet, as we drove along, our spirits began to pick up; and by the time we reached midtown. we were exulting. The streets were crawling with freaks! Painted cars, beads, all the paraphernalia; smiles, laughter, peace signs, camaraderie. Even the March of Death, staggered and otherwise unimpressive at that hour, was vibrating with our kind of people. As Ferlinghetti might say, the air was alive with love. How could anything go wrong...

Author: By Sandy Bonder, | Title: On the Far Side of the Monument | 11/20/1969 | See Source »

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