Word: mausoleum
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Simple Stone. That night, while Moscow slept, a motorcade of Jeeps, troop carriers and armored cars sped into floodlit Red Square and drew up before the massive red-and-black marble Mausoleum containing the mummified corpses of Lenin and Stalin.* As detachments of fur-capped policemen sealed off the approaches to the square, soldiers descended into the deep crypt, emerged bearing the rigid body of Stalin, clad in a generalissimo's uniform agleam with medals...
...Kremlin equivalent of a third-class funeral, the body was buried behind the Mausoleum in a cemetery reserved for faintly dubious or dimly famous Red heroes-the folksy ex-President of Russia, Mikhail Kalinin, the ardent Stalinist Andrei Zhdanov, the founder of the secret police. Felix Dzerzhinsky, and U.S. Comrade John Reed. Capping the whole macabre comedy, a vase with twelve white chrysanthemums was placed on the new grave of the man who had just been certified over and over again as a mass murderer...
Promised Monuments. Having reduced the attractions available in the Red Square mausoleum-one of Moscow's top tourist centers-Khrushchev hastened to make up for the loss. He inaugurated a huge, brand-new, Rodin-style statue of Karl Marx, and promised yet another monument-to Stalin's victims. Khrushchev evidently hoped that he had succeeded in laying Stalin's ghost once and for all; that it would no longer roam the Soviet land with a clanking of chains reminiscent of Lubianka prison, or eerie moans recalling the falsely accused thousands who died in Arctic mines and labor...
...Decay: The theme of Harvard as a kind of graveyard, a might mausoleum runs through Cunliffe's piece as a leitmotif. He quotes a friend as predicting that Harvard may yet come to be called "the forest Lawn of the East Coast." He goes on: "the Lampoon used to be a funny magazine. Now it's like the embalmers' Monthly...
Boston is moribund. Sad, but true, the better part of Boston lies in the past. The city is a mausoleum--mighty and serene. One could spend hours reciting the mortuary charms of its innumerable cemeteries, with their illustrious dead, which dot the city's main sections as well as its periphery. The flight of industry to the South, the corruption of local politics, and the exodus of the Best People into the suburbs have decisively doomed Boston. But the ashes of a greatness that is gone remain to beguile and delight the summer visitor...