Word: pureed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...sleepless night in his Justice Department office in Washington, U.S. Attorney General Robert Kennedy, 36, hung up his telephone and said wearily: "It's like playing Russian roulette." And in Montgomery, the capital of Alabama and the birthplace of the Confederacy, Governor John Patterson, 39, wearing a pure white carnation in his lapel, complained bitterly: "I'm getting tired of being called up in the middle of the night and being ordered to do this and ordered to do that...
...such international junkets go, this one was distinguished more for pure rubbernecking than for the ritual clash of opposing ideologies. "Nobody tried to sell them a thing," said the tour leader, New York Times Reporter Harrison Salisbury. The tour was arranged by the American Society of Newspaper Editors and the Union of Soviet Journalists on an exchange basis (a U.S. press group will go to Russia this summer). The only role played by the U.S. Department of State was to permit the visit. And the travelers' only escort was Reporter Salisbury, who was nominated by the A.S.N.E. because...
...well as taking place then. The scene is an Alabama plantation, with Franchot Tone as an aging, tippling, crotchety slave breeder and seller. Among his slaves are drunkards, onetime bedmates, "rheumatiz boys," and three Mandingos (so named for their ancestral African tribe), who to preserve their pure blood must practice incest. Among his family are a son who loathes his wife and lives openly with a slave girl, and a lewd, liquored-up daughter-in-law (Brooke Hayward) who, from having been her "brother's whore," becomes a Mandingo youth's relentless seducer. Among the play...
...economic and cultural dependence on the U.S., and Canada strongly opposed U.S. intervention in Cuba. But the Kennedys soon melted the Canadian ice. At a formal state dinner for 100, every head snapped around as though at parade-ground command to admire the entrance of Jackie Kennedy in her pure white silk sheath. At the following reception for 500, her husband deftly fielded all topics, talked wheat with a Saskatchewan reporter, education with a college girl, trucks with a transport official and freedom of the press with a publisher. The wife of Defense Production Minister Raymond O'Hurley told...
...this would be fine if it were working properly. But the great contention of Miss Rand's book is that it is not. Ever since the encroachment of eighteenth and nineteenth century mistrust of the infallibility of pure reason (Kant is not very popular with Miss Rand: "those who accept any part of Kant's philosophy deserve it"), the intellectuals have sold out the rest of the world's producers, primarily the businessman. America today, she feels, is culturally bankrupt, a country without any intellectual leadership. It must be the duty of the new intellectuals (i.e., "any man or woman...