Word: maling
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Stoughton's photographs were the center of a small but heated controversy. Just who was present during L.B.J.'s inaugural oath? Asked about it on Meet the Press, Author William Manchester reiterated what he had reported in a Look installment of The Death of a President: every male Kennedy aide, except Dr. George Burkley, had insultingly ducked the swearing-in. Stoughton's pictures show that Manchester is wrong...
...least of the company's attractions is the passionately extroverted dancing of Flindt himself, who spells his strong roster of male soloists at least once a week. Trained at the Royal Ballet, Flindt twice left the company to roam the world, dancing with a wide variety of troupes, most recently the Paris Opera Ballet. Having brought all that he learned back home, Flindt now fills his hall for every new program. The venerable ballet of Denmark is clearly in the hands of a Royal flash...
...Covenant with Death. Some people think character is an old-fashioned word. In this seemingly modest melodrama, Director Lament Johnson ambitiously attempts to bring the word up to date-to say what is wrong with an all-too-average American male, and what he has to do to make himself...
...Kennedy stand beside him during the swearing-in to emphasize the continuity of the U.S. presidency. Jackie obliged, but Manchester emphasized that the gulf was now so wide that none of the photos taken of the ceremony by White House Photographer Cecil Stoughton showed "the presence of a single male Kennedy aide." Indeed, Manchester says that Mary Gallagher, Mrs. Kennedy's personal secretary, watched Kenneth O'Donnell "pacing the corridor like a caged tiger, his hands clapped over his ears as though to block the oath...
...idiot who hopes to get rich quick by persuading female midgets to use contact lenses as contraceptives, opened in a Lower East Side cin bin that was soon crammed by the cab trade from uptown. And Shirley Clarke's Jason, a harrowing 120-minute interview with a black male prostitute, was offered a midtown opening as a hard-eyed cautionary tale and a surefire succes de scandale...