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Though intramural competition is intense, the clan swarm like bees around a queen when one member makes a louder hum than the others. Thus, when Teddy was a brawny end at Harvard, every Kennedy became an expert football coach and traveled in T-formation to Cambridge on autumn Saturdays to watch him play. In Bobby's heyday as the grand inquisitor of the Senate McClellan committee, when he was making Jimmy Hoffa squirm, the clan became totally absorbed in the investigation, discussed it over every dinner table and every long-distance telephone call and beat a path...
...descriptions of the hum are surprisingly uniform. It is ugly and penetrating, louder inside a house than out side, and loudest of all at night and on weekends. The hum's pitch never varies, and it seems impossible ever to get "near er" to the sound. "For the majority," reports Hyams, "the hum is just below the threshold of audibility, but for those who can hear it, refined torture." By now, Hyams was himself hearing it on occasion. He took the matter up with the county council, but was brushed off. A local M.P. raised the question...
...differ merely in having too much time, money and inclination. Psychologists set forth that anyone who becomes an actor in the first place must be a narcissist, yearning for ever-new romantic mirrors to provide adoration. Whatever the truth, from Hollywood last week the sound of distant sundering was louder than usual...
...itself-violated Lucrèce theme sounds louder chords, as the pure lady bids the rake kill himself only for him to be killed in a duel, as the righteous judge rejects the wife he thinks was raped and she takes poison, rejecting life itself, Giraudoux's artificial story remains scrupulously behind glass. But gusts of realistic rain or melodramatic sleet from time to time beat against it. Giraudoux cleverly lets his characters remark how tragedy is jostling farce, or drama is encroaching on comedy. But the play, as it plunges over rapids in which both men and women...
...their progressive exclusion from Iraq's revolutionary regime (TIME, April 11). Now at last they had a martyr. They shoved Shakhnoub's body into a conveniently waiting coffin and marched on the capital, demanding to see Premier Kassem himself. The police tried to stop them. Only keening louder, the mourners broke through and dashed for Kassem's headquarters. Near Baghdad's imposing Defense Ministry, the procession came up against a line of troops. The pallbearers unceremoniously dumped the coffin and fled. As it hit the ground, the corpse scrambled out, fully alive and poised for flight...