Word: linings
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
Harvard countered the charges with cautious defiance, but some class members recall times when administrators forced students to consent to the Harvard line on McCarthyism. Rep. Anthony C. Beilenson (D-Calif.) remembers being "upset when the Harvard administration was very accommodating to him [McCarthy]." Beilenson and other members of the Committee on Academic Freedom, a part of the Student Council, passed a motion of censure against the administration. But after McGeorge Bundy, then dean of the Faculty, met with members of the committee, it withdrew the censure. The Council disbanded the Committee on Academic Freedom a few days later because...
...They eventually were extended, but only for seniors in Group IV or above). The Crimson, and most Harvard men, ignored the many not-strictly-social extracurricular activieis of Radcliffe women. In the early 1950s, they had many of their own athletic teams, The Radcliffe News, By-Line, a literary magazine, and a radio station WRRD, operating in affiliation with the MIT radio station until 1960. The Crimson, in its 1950 registration issue commented only that "today's Cliffe-dweller is an easy conversationalist and apt to be a good looker...
...platform, approved on a voice vote, called for a continuation of rent control and recommended careful city monitoring of the Red Line extension...
BURNS AND the wire services get these facts into most of their stories, but they don't explore the sordid details. Instead, they write amazingly sympathetic stories slanted toward the brave-whites-fighting-off-savage-hordes-in-darkest-Africa line. This spring, for instance, after the guerillas had shot down a Rhodesian Airways plane, Burns hopped the next flight and wrote about the whites gulping down the whiskey straight and nervously joking while the pilot did evasive maneuvers. Such brave folk...
...that the record of a life, after all, comes down to its detritus--the stubs of train tickets, Circle Line passes, a faded flower pressed in an old book. The artifacts themselves are not so important, of course; rather it is the spinning web of connections made and missed, the spiritual passings and associations that the artifacts bring to mind. Not stirring stuff perhaps, but resolutely, even defiantly individual. And as Elizabeth Hardwick writes in this beautiful and opaque short book, which is certainly not autobiography but not quite fiction...