Word: linguists
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Queen's arrival, cops kept back the crowds by charging enthusiastically with night sticks and by driving their motorcycles directly at them. On the airport tarmac sat 100 tribal chiefs surrounded by flunkies who held giant velvet umbrellas over them. Each chief was accompanied by a "linguist" (chiefs never speak directly to anyone save the linguists, who pass on the message) and by a small boy, who functions as the soul of the chief. (In the past, the boys were killed when the chief died...
...pictures pass too quickly. All the many sides of Martin Luther are more or less touched upon-the brilliant scholar, the skillful dialectician, the linguist whose translation of the Bible molded the German language, the man whose interior life shifted from sharp reason to demonic visions to irrational fervor-but nearly all are glossed over. With hardly a suggestion of the poet who wrote A Mighty Fortress Is Our God, John Osborne concentrates on the crude-voiced Luther whose notable preoccupation with bodily functions produced the line: "If I break wind in Wittenberg, they smell it in Rome...
Married. Lawrence Durrell, 49, prolific Irish author of The Alexandria Quartet, a four-volume "investigation of modern love" turned out in 9½ months of feverish writing; and Claude Ford, 35, shapely, blonde French-Egyptian writer, linguist and trained electrician, his mistress during six years of poverty and sudden success; he for the third time, she for the second; in London. Durrell's second wife, like his demonic heroine, Justine, was a mysterious Alexandria Jewess, known only as Eve, who now lives in London. Said Claude Ford of last week's marriage: ''Purely a formality...
Meet the Professor (ABC, 12-12:30 p.m.). Interview with Henry Lee Smith, linguist at the University of Buffalo...
Latin scholars, whenever they peek out from behind their soup-stained neckties and that untidy mess of irregular verbs, seem to be nice old dears. Take Alexander Lenard, M.D., a 50-year-old Hungarian linguist who for the last eight years has been teaching and farming in a small town near Sāo Paulo, Brazil. When he first read A. A. Milne's Winnie-the-Pooh, he apparently thought of all those poor little children in ancient Rome who would never be able to read it, and he felt just awful. There was only one thing...