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...palatable), the service ("You're late, sweetheart," said a waiter to a lady sitting down to lunch, "so now you're gonna have to wait"), and the difficulty of finding one's way about the ship ("I feel like Ariadne in the labyrinth" said a London matron). Though food and service may improve as the crew settles into routine, the ship's eventual profitability remains a large question mark. "The trouble," said a steward, "is that Cunard hasn't made up their minds whether they want a ship or a bloody hotel...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Travel: Hotel at Sea | 5/16/1969 | See Source »

Centuries shuttled back and forth last week on NBC. Italian truck drivers be came Roman legionnaires; butchers were metamorphosed Into gladiators (one burly swordsman was nearly reduced to tears When he got a scratched ear); a woman switched from modern bourgeois matron to sadistic Messalina. These time-machine gambols took place on Fellini: A Director's Notebook, one program in the NBC series called "Experiment in Television" that had managed to escape from the usual Sunday-afternoon intellectual ghetto to prime time...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Programming: Stimuli of Experiment | 4/18/1969 | See Source »

...Have the butchers of Budapest left yet?" asked an irate matron after Sunday services at Tulsa's big grey Gothic First Presbyterian Church. "I don't know what you mean, ma'am," replied a local cleric impishly. "There's nobody here but us Christians." That seemed to be the case in the Oklahoma oil capital last week. For the first time in its history, the executive committee of the World Council of Churches held one of its semiannual meetings near the buckle of what used to be known as the Bible Belt...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World Council: Confrontation in Tulsa | 2/7/1969 | See Source »

...just as serious about having my paintings not mean anything as abstractionists are about having theirs mean something," says Jean Jones Jackson, a Connecticut matron who taught herself to draw during a bout with TB 15 years ago. "I can't bear anything symbolic." Jackson protests that she paints only small pictures because her technique is too poor to allow her to paint big ones. In fact, her pettiness is a positive dimension, making what might otherwise be a fairly conventional mix of Rene Magritte and Grandma Moses seem witty, bizarre and remote...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Painting: The Flip Side | 1/24/1969 | See Source »

Ready, Gang? Scanning the audience for sober faces, Olson dashes up the aisle, hugs a blushing matron and kisses her on the cheek. (Audience chuckles.) "How are you, darling? Are your knees bothering you? Well," he says, tugging down the hem of her skirt, "they sure are bothering me! [Guffaws.] I'll pick you up later, dear! [Louder guffaws.] Ah, everybody's in a good humor today! Did you have your prune juice this morning? [Laughter.] That's niice! By the way, while you're here in New York, we'll see to it that...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Announcers: The Specialist | 11/1/1968 | See Source »

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