Word: plain
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Just Plain Scared. But not even such generally expressed opinions answer the basic question. If Lyndon is less than beloved, then why is he running so far ahead of Goldwater? The answer is easy: Goldwater's public image is that of a man with an itchy finger on the nuclear trigger, while Johnson has managed to portray himself as the responsible, restrained keeper of nuclear peace...
Dead Center. The opening round served to spotlight one significant difference in style between the two parties. The Wembley format was all Wilson's doing; taking his cue from Lyndon Johnson, the Labor leader has made it plain that Labor's campaign will be essentially a one-man show. The Tories in contrast intend to run as a team, giving Sir Alec's Cabinet ministers as much exposure as possible to emphasize the quality and depth of the Tory front bench against what they already are calling Labor's "one-man band...
...merrily in the throng at the royal ball in the Athens palace gardens. Searchlights blazed a cross in the sky under a three-quarter moon, and tiaras winked thick as fireflies as 1,600 guests danced under the giant cypress trees, sipped champagne, and ate lobster and chicken off plain white plates with stainless steel cutlery...
Reluctant to Bother. The cure for the quivering pound is as plain as its cause: trade. Manufacturers claim that rising costs and shortages of skilled labor are hampering exports, but that is not the whole story. Ted Heath, President of the Board of Trade, called last week for "more aggressive salesmanship overseas, based on new manufacturing techniques and keenly competitive costs." The trouble is that when business is good at home, many small firms do not want to bother with exports. British officials, noting that Britain's share of the giant U.S. market has slipped this year, tried...
Herzog, despite his learned jokes and sophisticated dalliances with a series of ladies, is that common figure of today's literature: the anti-hero champion of the ordinary life, whose plain decency is contrasted with the theatricality and contrived cruelties of everyone around him. The novel is an attack on the proud intellectualism of over-ratiocinative Jews (and others). "We love apocalypses too much," Herzog decides, "and crisis ethics and florid extremism with its thrilling language. Excuse me. I am a simple human being, more or less...