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...guiding light" to continue functioning as it has been. This doesn't mean all-out struggles must continue, Hofheinz says: "The spiritual factor doesn't have to do-with politics; it's a psychological factor." He believes that worries over China's precarious economic situation will impose a temporary lull on spiritual exhortation. But even in the later ranges of history he says, "swings will probably not be so violent as they were when Mao was at the helm. We're going to have many hands at the tiller now; so turns will take longer to develop, will be more...
...Democratic National Convention may have been "the lull before the lull," but the Republican National Convention (Aug. 23) made me proud to be an independent...
...there comes a time, in every interview, a lull in the questioning. Then my interviewer pawed the sheet in front of him and snorted, "Well, what books have you read recently?" and then appended, "Why did you waste your time on all this science fiction crap?" and looked up at me expectantly through his reading glasses...
...just beginning to wonder why there had been such a lull in the usual progression of politically primitive and crazy Crimson pronouncements. But my prejudices were reconfirmed by the editorial board majority's railing against cross-registration for ROTC at MIT. How nostalgic. It takes me back to my senior year when the ROTC issue brought the student revolution to Harvard. It is interesting, though, that the current Crimson position is even more myopic than that of its predecessors in 1969, and is inconsistent on either moral or empirical grounds...
Richard M. Nixon, the same guy who named "Patton" as his favorite movie, named the 1812 as his favorite piece of classical music. Not surprising, given his predilection for the militaristic. Ironically, the piece was written during a lull in national spirit, and commemorates the battle in which Napoleon was defeated on the outskirts of Moscow. Traces of the Marseilles fade out, the Russian national anthem creeps in, canons go off (at Lowell, a policeman generally shoots a rifle into a garbage can)--all culminating in the peals of jubilation emanating from those vibrant bells of the Moscow churches...