Word: setted
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Rangoon, queues of would-be shoppers form in the dingy light of false dawn, long before the rising sun has set the golden stupa of the Shwe Dagon Pagoda aglow. For hours, as crows caw mournfully above the dirty streets, they stand in line at "people's stores," ration cards in hand, waiting for a chance to buy rice, bread, soap or a bit of cloth to make a longyi, the Burmese sarong. But when the doors open, the shelves, as often as not, are bare...
Four-Legged Economy. The mood is all the gloomier in Rangoon because many people had felt Ne Win was on the verge of making some overdue changes. Last year, in what seemed to be an effort to broaden his political base, he set up an "internal unity advisory board" composed of 33 old politicians, including former Premier...
Sensing perhaps that the climate was not really changing, U Nu managed to go into exile early this year. After feigning illness and fainting spells, he convinced the government that he needed medical attention abroad. Once out of Burma, he set off on a world tour denouncing the Ne Win regime, then retired to Bangkok to contemplate a return to power. But Ne Win's position with the army appears secure. If he chooses to take Burma farther left, no matter how disastrous the course, he seems strong enough...
...some marijuana leaves burning in a pot. "I stuck my head right over it," Mrs. Mitchell recalls, "and no sooner had I got my head up off the stuff than my eyes started running and my throat was all irritated." Despite medication, a violent 24-hour allergic reaction set in, leaving her looking, she reported, "like I had been burned around my eyes and cheeks." That very day Anthropologist Margaret Mead was testifying on Capitol Hill that pot wasn't harmful. Said Mrs. Mitchell: "I was dying to get her on the phone and say 'You should...
...called The Meteor. Nor did the playwright ease their discomfort, as he accepted an honorary D.Lit. before the final performance at Temple's Tomlinson Theater. Friedrich Durrenmatt, 48, irreverent son of a Protestant minister, read his acceptance speech seated on a rumpled bed on the play's set-the same bed where, a few minutes later, a naked woman sprawled as her husband painted her portrait. Said the Swiss dramatist: "My academic career has now been successfully completed. I broke it off 23 years ago to write my first play instead of a dissertation, because I came...