Word: patroller
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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There is, in fact, little protection. Patrol boats shadow convoys, but air cover seldom extends south of the frontier. Once in Cambodian waters, the freighters take aboard a Cambodian pilot and a navy radio operator who tunes in on military frequencies for word of fighting around the bends in the snaking river. "I watch the pilot and the radio operator," says Captain Lo. "When I see them put on their helmets and flak jackets, I do the same. That's all we can do−and hope for the best...
When Sikkim's benign and enlightened King Palden Thondup Namgyal was crowned eight years ago in Gang-tok, he offered this pledge for himself and his queen, former New York Debutante Hope Cooke: "Together may we make Sikkim a paradise on earth." Today, Indian troops patrol his capital and his dreams of paradise look dark...
...visited Daniel Lyons in New York City and Daniel Berrigan in Danbury prison. There are many more in the society who mirror the polarization. One of the most serious dichotomies that Arrupe must try to bridge is between those who patrol the corridors of power, still hoping to influence the conscience of the king, and those who have chosen to work for the only remedy they consider effective?the complete change of society. Many Third World Jesuits, despairing of a change of heart by developed nations, are growing more and more sympathetic to the idea of total change. One bewildered...
When his new car stalled one night near a mailbox in Queens, N.Y., William Schrager, 30, idled the engine for a while and then started driving slowly. Seeing the suspicious-seeming car with its short, dark-haired driver, two policemen in a cruising patrol car stopped him. A man of his description was being sought in connection with a series of sexual assaults. Schrager showed some identification, but he had no papers to prove his claim that he was an assistant district attorney. The cops decided to take...
There is also an urban Hoagland who writes about haunting a restaurant in New York's meat-cutting district that offers go-go girls with hamburgers at 11 a.m. Still another Hoagland worries about the fascist potential in hiring private armed guards to patrol his dangerous neighborhood and muses about political assassination and his own unlikely killer instinct. Hoagland the literary man, the author of three novels that few people bothered to buy, turns a puritan eye on literary politics and celebrity. "The clean handling of fame is what's asked for," he says with his jealousies tightly...