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SENATOR Henry ("Scoop") Jackson of Washington State is a perplexing study in political paradox. He gaily dismisses his frequent hawk label: "I'm not a hawk or a dove. I just don't want my country to be a pigeon." Still, Jackson remains one of the most rigid supporters of President Nixon's Viet Nam policies. He still firmly believes in the domino theory of Southeast Asian politics and, as far as the rest of the world goes, he is convinced of the ultimate malevolence of the Soviet Union's global intentions. President Nixon thinks...
...itinerant early media man, he has worked for dozens of small-town radio stations. As the perpetual apprentice, whetting his skills and adopting names and accents to suit geography, he evolves into part of American folklore. As Dick Gibson, the paradox of his truest identity is that he is from Nowhere, U.S.A. "Regionless my placeless vowels, my sourceless consonants," Gibson ululates into the silence and emptiness-the somber and pervasive background of life that is Elkin's real concern. Like Scheherazade, Gibson holds fate off with talk, "life-giving and meaningless and sweet as appetite...
...candor, and even Nixon's lack of ease with his fellow men. "So often a nation wants to hear a President speaking to, and for, all of the people," says LIFE, "and so often it hears a Nixon argument tailored to a segment of the public. The curious paradox of Nixon is that even when he is intellectually prepared to act the statesman, he often explains himself through the inferior stratagems of the politician. Many who might rally to a policy recoil from the dissembling that accompanies it." In the end, says the editorial, "for all its underestimated qualities...
...just the riots, the angry cries of 426,000 invisible inmates from the Tombs to Walla Walla, that have made prisons a national issue. Public concern is rooted in the paradox that Americans have never been so fearful of rising crime, yet never so ready to challenge the institutions that try to cope with it. More sensitive to human rights than ever, more liberated in their own lives and outlooks, a growing number of citizens view prisons as a new symbol of unreason, another sign that too much in America has gone wrong...
...title seemed a paradox. The self-contradictions carry over into Cioran's life. He is not the heavy, black presence a reader might expect, but a slim, rather unformidable fellow with light blue eyes who smiles a lot. A man whom Susan Sontag has sponsored as a guru of Now happens to be the son of a Greek Orthodox priest, raised in a small Rumanian village in the Carpathian Mountains. True, he went to Paris as a graduate student of philosophy in 1937. But he is in Paris, not of it. He scrapes by as a translator and manuscript...