Word: plaining
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Rear Admiral Hyman G. Rickover, 58, wispy (5 ft. 7 in., 130 Ibs.), single-minded godfather of the atomic submarine, speaks only one language: plain English, spiced with pepper. Last week he flouted Navy customs by showing up in civvies before the House Select Committee on Astronautics and Space Exploration, flouted congressional etiquette by unleashing peppercorn potshots that had even his hosts ducking for cover...
Along with the silver-haired admiral's blunt words last week came quiet word from the Pentagon that Hyman Rickover, passed over twice (1951 and 1952) for rear admiral on the promotion lists because of his plain English opinions, will soon be marked down for a vice admiral's third star...
...England the masterwork of Stone Age men is getting long-needed maintenance, using the most modern methods. In spite of clamor from indignant traditionalists, Britain's Ministry of Works intends to reerect one of the massive trilithons (three-stone arches) of prehistoric Stonehenge on Salisbury Plain. It fell in 1797 after staying upright for perhaps 3,000 years, and there are accurate drawings that show it unfallen. The ministry will not reerect other trilithons that fell in Roman times or earlier, but it sees nothing false about restoring Stonehenge to its 18th century condition...
...Harvard one of the few organized sports that still obviously caters to this most neglected of the athletic values is skiing. And last weekend the University's snow-set proved once again (if more proof was needed) that they know how to have more plain fun than almost any other group of sportsmen going...
...fact that his commandant has ordered an attack on a police station which may well kill innocents. The writing is no great shakes, but there is nothing slipshod about the moral crux onto which Novelist Roth has carpentered his O'Neill. A Terrible Beauty is a plain tale, honest as a pair of well-cobbled brogans. Unhappily, every now and then Roth remembers that writing about Ireland is supposed to be a bit on the poetic side, and sets up a keen about the scenery or the weather. The only terrible beauty in the book belongs...