Word: oceaneering
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Patriarch, long hardening into his time, he grew weary of waves and stiffened himself like a flatiron. Having dared so much ocean and sky, time and terrain, he let his eyes droop and then slept, a boulder among other boulders...
...realize them, had been almost universally deferred. Often in the years before leaving Chicago, he might well have felt like Robert, the character in Jean Toomer's Cane, whose head was sealed inside a diving helmet so monstrous as to plummet him irrespressibly into the crushing depths of an ocean's clammy inferno. Doomed if he were to remove his monstrous mask and doomed if he did not, Robert Jackson could perhaps have done no more than he did: kick and stroke for 16 hours a day and hope. What Robert Jackson did not know or would not allow himself...
...area. Since the Soviet navy launched a massive buildup after the 1962 Cuban crisis, it has become, as Jane's Fighting Ships notes, "the supernavy of a superpower." Moscow's growing strength at sea has long since been noted in the Mediterranean and in the Indian Ocean. But the fact is that the northern fleet, the smallest in the Soviet navy at the end of World War II, is now the biggest-the superfleet of a supernavy...
...that ultimately it is the Federal Government that has to assume the responsibility. Says Hickel: "The Federal Government has to care. It has an obligation of ownership to more than 200 million Americans. A perfect example of not owning and not caring is the whale. No one owns the ocean, so everyone goes out to exploit the whale. The same thing is true of public lands." Moreover, to feel ownership, Americans need leadership. On close inspection, his definition of leadership is not far from his description of himself. "If I have an obsession," Hickel writes, "it is always...
That is the classic cynicism of the outsider looking in. Gay Talese has had his own flawless Italian nose pressed against the glass window of America ever since he was a boy growing up in the seaside resort city of Ocean City, NJ. As the son of an immigrant Italian tailor, young Gay was actually a minority within a minority. What Catholics there were in town were mostly Irish. The situation undoubtedly sharpened his eye for differences. The most different man in town was his own father. "A supreme individual," recalls Talese, "a man with a mustache in a town...