Word: rying
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...When the average Frenchman feels worried about the situation, he buys Le Monde," muses Le Monde's Editorial Director Hubert Beuve-Méry. "We have learned to increase the print automatically during periods of worry and uncertainty, and our circulation jumps to 300,000 during times of crisis. It is events such as the accouchement of Brigitte Bardot or Queen Elizabeth which send our competitors' sales soaring. For us it is a political crisis...
Running the Gamut. That gloomy forecast deserved attention if only because "Sirius" is the nom de plume of Hubert Beuve-Méry-the editor of France's most respected daily. Beuve-Méry, 58, a grave, greying man with a permanently skeptical arch to his brow, has modeled Le Monde after his own image. Like its editor, Le Monde is more conservative than Catholic, more trenchant than traditional, more republican than radical, more pro-French than anti-American, more non-Communist than antiCommunist. At a time when much of the French press ranges from sycophantic toward...
...ranks it only sixth among Paris' dailies. As a dutiful recorder of history, Le Monde prints the full texts of so many speeches and diplomatic exchanges that admirers compare it to the New York Times. Le Monde makes few concessions to the average reader. Says Beuve-Méry: "It has a stern aspect-no photographs, no cartoons, no short stories...
...this very refusal to kowtow to popular taste lies one strength of Le Monde-and of Editor Beuve-Méry. The son of a Paris jeweler, Beuve-Méry earned a doctorate of law, went to Prague in 1928, where he became a correspondent for a big Paris paper, Le Temps. The experience was shaking. Beuve-Méry discovered that the news columns of Le Temps, like those of many another prewar French daily, were for hire. After the appeasement...
...domitable, mutual-aid group of clergy, big business and old school ties who rule Britain, no matter who wins the elections. Her hero, a proper and rather priggish young Briton named Henry Lamb, is sent to Trinidad in the West Indies as correspondent of Torch, a lit'ry weekly "that's going to teach us all to live." In Trinidad, gushes Torch's lisping editor, "the dwegs and outcasts of the community now are forging a destiny of their own. Minds wuthlessly depwived for centuwies are finding valid art forms...