Word: rowes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...battery of electronic calculating machines, which have been fed a vast assortment of statistics on weather, explosive force and other factors, are produced for digestion and decision. Each key man in the room gives his opinion. Then Graves turns to eight top-level scientists in the first row-among them ballistic experts, meteorologists and health physicists. "They usually mumble that they believe we should go," says Graves. "Then I scratch my head, think a couple of minutes and turn to Jim Reeves, the test manager, and say something like...
...Years. Despite a proper Tory preparation, Macmillan spent the first half of his 30 years in politics in rebellion and dissent. In Depression years he attacked old-fashioned Tory economics, urging a society that would be "neither jungle nor beehive." He once attacked the whole government bench as "a row of disused slag heaps," and said the party was "dominated by second-class brewers and company promoters." He protested Baldwin's appeasement of Italy in the Ethiopian war by "renouncing the whip," choosing the role of parliamentary independent almost two years before Eden's better-remembered withdrawal from...
Next comes a monologue about two hepcats doing the sights of Rome ("What's that?" "That was Knee-row's pad, boy"). Then a fast boogie-woogie chorus on the piano, and in between bits, some spoofing of the audience (to a noisy customer: "How would you like to come out to my swimming pool so I can give you drowning lessons...
...Betty Mullen, oldest of the Reed girls and a freestyle specialist before she swam for Tinkham, set a sure world record in the 100-yd. butterfly (1:05.4). With the whole team pitching in, the Walter Reed Swim piled up 95 points for their third championship in a row. Marveled a rival coach: "A crazy bunch of churning machines...
Wonderful, too, is Chayefsky's sense of the pathos of place-drab little row-frame houses, fluorescent luncheonettes, maverick taxis under the El pillars in the night city. And along with the places, Chayefsky and Director Delbert Mann reproduce precisely the life that goes on in them. The whole truth and nothing but the truth about the unattached male is told in one hurtingly funny shot of the stag line at a public dance hall. And the scenes of porch life and corner lounging ("So whatta we gonna do, huh?") are little epigrams of futility...