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...garret, and maybe finding a wealthy patron or two. Nowadays, what with foundation grants, teaching jobs, formal contests and informal cocktail party juries, the business is a lot more complicated. In the A.C.A. (American Composers Alliance) Bulletin, Iowa-born Composer Lockrem Johnson (A Letter to Emily) offers a sardonic, modern-day guide to musical success. Excerpts: ¶ "Learn to balance teacups. Naturally, this applies only to the beginning stages of your career. By the time of your first major symphonic work you will graduate to balancing martini glasses. Meanwhile remember that more than one promising career has been nipped...
...Good Old Days. So, last week, began a modern-day "March on Washington," arranged by the A.F.L.-C.I.O. to dramatize the plight of the nation's unemployed.* Actually, much of the impact had been taken away from the meeting by the highly encouraging employment figures for March, released only the day before by the Administration. They showed that unemployment fell by about 390.000 to 4,360,000, while employment climbed by 1,100,000 to 63.8 million. But that did not in the slightest diminish the decibel count of the 7,000 people (about half of them actually unemployed...
...periodically festooned with bodies. Kassem's Iraq is a place where once-eminent citizens disappear without a trace, a land where fortnight ago the dock workers of Basra, outraged by a friendly reference to Egypt's President Nasser, killed and mutilated a customs clerk and-the modern-day hallmark of Iraqi politics-dragged his body through the streets...
...criminals," he said. "Everybody knows that. We give them a fair trial. Mothers come in and say, 'This man killed my son.' " To demonstrate, Castro offered to stage the courts-martial in Havana's Central Park-an unlikely spot for cool justice but perfect for a modern-day Madame Defarge...
...modern-day Comforters-a Communist shouting that the individual does not matter, a psychiatrist pontificating that guilt should impose no guiltiness, an old-school clergyman calling glibly for repentance-bring not light but added darkness. Emerging from the depths at last, J.B. finds justification for his sufferings not so much in the will of God as in the buffetings of life; not in God's wisdom but in human love. "What suffers, loves," says J.B.'s wife...