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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Unfortunately, Author Daley (who used to be a New York Times correspondent) commands a prose style all too reminiscent of the newspaper he satirizes. And the satire itself is nowhere near the first rank of press spoofery, which is occupied alone by Evelyn Waugh's brilliant Scoop! The Whole Truth can only be taken as a broad burlesque of pat-a-cake editors, cream-puff reporters, puff-piece journalists-crumb-bums...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Behind the Front Page | 4/21/1967 | See Source »

...Punta Arenas. Over the Strait of Magellan, the oil pressure in the right engine dropped to zero, forcing Fuenzalida to turn it off. The Piper lost altitude gradually, just made the runway. Sayle headed straight for the nearest wirephoto machine in Santiago, and next morning the Times splashed its scoop on the front page along with Sayle's pictures. Wrote Sayle: "The sight of Gipsy Moth plowing bravely through the wilderness of rain and sea was well worth...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Reporting: Derring-do off Cape Horn | 3/31/1967 | See Source »

...suspicion that the owner was going out on the town-but nobody was sure. The car was later seen in Georgetown, and it was assumed that he had had dinner there. Again, nobody knew for sure. Betty Beale, the Washington Star's society columnist, had a real scoop when she disclosed, almost three weeks later, that the Johnsons had attended a dinner at the Averell Harrimans'-and that every-one had had a fine time. The Johnsons' place cards had been filled in with the names of the Nicaraguan ambassador, Guillermo Sevilla-Sacasa, and his wife...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Presidency: The Silent Treatment | 2/3/1967 | See Source »

...hoped that he will, but he may not. The present, after all, is a ghost of less substance than the unmelting snows that mantle his youth. "The snow is real," he writes, imagining some long-ago blizzard, "and as I bend to it and scoop up a handful, 60 years crumble to glittering frost-dust between my fingers...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: The Reality of the Past | 1/20/1967 | See Source »

Yale, too, was proud as punch (Kingman Brewster felt it a "great privilege") that Vassar might be willing to scoop her classrooms and labs into her purse and scamper over the Berkshires to the sea. And it is a sacrifice on the part of Vassar. A football weekend in New Haven is all very well, but to live there. Smokestacks. Grimy water. Yale men. Everywhere. Hundreds of them...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Yale, Sir | 12/20/1966 | See Source »

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