Word: likes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Chinese Communists keep Peking's tiny complement of foreign correspondents (about 25) penned up like zoo animals, spoon-feed them a diet of propaganda seldom adulterated by truth. But now and then the tamest specimens, i.e., those with the staunchest Communist records, are led forth for a blinkered stroll around the compound. Last week 19 such journalists returned to Peking after a three-week tour of ravaged Tibet...
...asbestos, copper and lead mines) presented the new gallery with 22 Krieghoffs; the estate of the late Sir James Dunn (steel and iron ore) added three Sickerts and Dali's huge Santiago El Grande, whose rearing horse dominates the picture-window gallery. Beaverbrook's favorite ("because I like it") is Gainsborough's Peasant Girl Gathering Faggots, but he also cherishes his own portrait, painted by Great Britain's Graham Sutherland. "Many people see it as a caricature," says Beaverbrook, "but I think it is a good likeness...
...scientists know how to build such a guidance system, but they are frustrated. U.S. first-stage rockets do not have the power to launch toward the moon an object big enough to carry guidance apparatus. So the aim of U.S. moon probers has to be right from the start-like firing a rifle bullet from a moving platform at a distant and moving target. This is much harder than the Russian system, which is more like navigating a ship into harbor...
...thinks that no flash of impact would have been visible against the moon's sunlit surface. He questions a Hungarian report of seeing a long-lasting dust cloud on the moon. Since the moon has virtually no atmosphere, dust particles tossed up from the surface will follow trajectories like bullets, and fall back or disperse in a few seconds...
...rugged Big Four, thereby put an end to one of football's most unfulfilled and peripatetic careers (three high schools, two colleges, four pro teams), which had largely been botched by the boisterous stage-mothering of stepfather Harvey Knox. "Football is a game for animals," said Ronnie. "I like to think I'm above that." Dreaming of higher things, Ronnie allowed he might toss off a novel or some poetry, already had some lines at hand that lurched with the proper beatnik beat...