Word: months
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...suburbs. There is a public outcry from conservative Burmese (echoed by the opportunistic pro-Communist press) against such Western innovations as rock 'n' roll ("dance of mad persons with chronic diarrhea"). Western ballroom dancing ( "couple-rubbing exhibitions" ) and beauty contests ("degradation of Burmese womanhood"). Last month the government destroyed opium crops in a northern district, warned that other opium growers in the Kachin and Shan states would be the next to suffer...
...million) even in the war year of 1958, has virtually stopped. ¶ Tourism, such a bright prospect that three big new hotels opened for the 1957-58 season, is nearly dead, with 60% to 80% of the rooms empty. The largest hotels are running up to $100,000 a month in the red; Havana-Miami airlines traffic...
Confronted with any number of good causes to spend money on, appalled by the swift obsolescence of military hardware, even faintly hoping that a cold war thaw might resolve the question. Prime Minister John Diefenbaker's government delayed for months a $350 million decision: whether to replace the outmoded Sabre day fighters flown by eight of Canada's twelve NATO squadrons in Europe. Ottawa's long irresolution spurred a mild rash of public and private talk that Canada should spend the money on aid to underdeveloped nations instead-to the extent that a discomfited Diefenbaker, while collecting...
West Point's All-American fullback, Air Force Major Felix ("Doc") Blanchard, 34, got an official citation for not fumbling in a tight spot. Piloting a Super Sabre jet last month in England, Blanchard suddenly found his aircraft on fire. He could have simply hit the silk-but his plane might have plunged into a heavily populated area. Doc Blanchard made his choice, rode his winged torch down to a happy landing. Said an Air Forceman: "One of the finest flying jobs I ever...
Built-in Disposal. Last month, landed by a bush pilot on a glacier at 7,000 ft., the four began their long push-the kind of adventure that pales a plains dweller. At 12,500 ft., they labored nine hours to hack 7-by-7-ft. platform from a 45° ice slope, wryly called it Concentration Camp, complete, as one climber noted, "with a handy garbage disposal - a 1,600-ft. drop." Ahead lay two deadly perils: a pair of giant, swelling domes of blue ice that left them as exposed to the fickle Alaskan weather as flies...