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Three weeks ago a fanatically patriotic young Frenchman, Paul Collette, put the pistol to two of France's German-serving arch-collaborationists, onetime Premier Pierre Laval and Editor Marcel ("Why Die for Danzig?") Déat of L'Oeuvre (TIME, Sept. 8). Last week Editor Déat, shot in the throat and belly, was nonetheless able to write an editorial, which he facetiously titled Impressions of an Assassinated Man, saying that his shooting was "troublesome" because his "last articles came near to being posthumous...
...chief gods of literature in the 1930s -James Joyce, T. S. Eliot, D. H. Lawrence, Marcel Proust, Gertrude Stein-were historians of decay. Let us cast off these gods, who have injected writers, scholars, schools and schoolboys with meanness, cynicism, defeatism, and restore the true classics to education...
Greasy-faced, German-serving Pierre Laval, who was shot in Paris last fortnight by German-hating Paul Collette, got out of bed last week. In his Versailles hospital a doctor helped him limp down the hall to see his fellow victim, German-serving Editor Marcel Déat of L'Oeuvre...
...that of the German Occupation was not. France was near a state of national revolt. In Paris a night-walking German civilian was savagely beaten up. Pistols suddenly cracked in the streets-at a Nazi sergeant, at a civilian official of the Occupation Army, at a second Nazi noncom. Marcel Gitton, a former Communist deputy who had recently played ball with the Nazis, was shot dead by a young bicyclist in blue jeans and a beret. Despite death sentences threatened for railway sabotage, roundhouse turntables on the Paris-Brittany main line were blown...
...sell-outs ... [their] ideas pure Technicolor." There were also remittance-men, wanderers and drunks: "nice people . . . rich in leisure, meditation and gamy breaths" (see cut, p. 91; the drawings are Longstreet's). There was a fine old fellow whom he calls Proust's Pal (he had known Marcel quite well) who talked old-fashioned purple epigrams about books, homosexuality and English cooking. There were also Pamela Cohn, who thought of joining the Catholic Church but passed it up on a chance to meet Aldous Huxley, and a charming character called...