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...debate, the Eisenhower Doctrine was wrenched into so many debatable pieces that the U.S. all but lost sight of the remarkable meaning of the whole. From Washington TIME'S Diplomatic Correspondent John Beal this week explained this meaning in the first story of how the doctrine evolved from scratchpad to policy...
...Dulles would invite his one Key West assistant, John Hanes Jr., 32, and his wife Lucy, and perhaps his doctor, to his quarters for cocktails (a rye on the rocks for the Secretary), and there the Middle East would dominate the conversation. One day Dulles got out his yellow scratchpad and pencil and wrote out a draft of what he called "A United States Declaration on the Middle East." But his thoughts had not jelled, and he tore up the declaration without having it typed...
Einstein's only instruments were a pencil and scratchpad; his laboratory was under his cap. Yet he saw farther than a telescope, deeper than a microscope. Einstein traveled in lonely splendor to the crossroads of the visible and the invisible, expressing each in terms of the other. He came close to proving by mathematicians' logic what men of religion had long accepted on philosophers' reasoning or faith: that the laws which move the tiniest unseen electrons must also govern the macrocosms of intergalactic space. Einstein's scratchpad theorems broke through the thought barriers of knowledge...
...sours, and Grable plays the queen in a giddy double checkmate. The best scenes in the picture are those in which the two men dance attendance on their mutual wife to some pretty, witty choreography by Jack Cole. All the dances, in fact, have just the right sort of scratchpad casualness, and in a couple of them Marge and Gower Champion actually manage to make precision footwork look like Saturday night luck. The songs (Someone to Watch Over Me, I've Got a Crush on You, How Come You Do Me Like You Do?) have been heard before...
...goes tirelessly about that business, Dulles, at 66, displays a tremendous capacity for concentration and work. Almost all of his waking hours are working hours, whether he is flying across an ocean, seated in his map-lined office or resting at home (the yellow scratchpad is always at his bedside). His depth of concentration sometimes unnerves staff members who have brought him problems: they think he has forgotten that they are there. His favorite form of relaxation literally gives his staff the shivers: he likes to swim wherever and whenever he can, and sometimes does so, in water more suitable...