Word: silent
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Dwight Eisenhower, notably silent in recent weeks, has not yet firmed up plans to hit the stump for Goldwater. But he already is taping nationwide telecasts with Barry at Gettysburg, the first of which, on national defense and foreign policy, will be shown this week. Richard Nixon spoke out for Goldwater last week at the Michigan Republican Convention, will open a five-week 30-state national speaking tour for him early in October. Pennsylvania's Governor William Scranton will plug the ticket in eight states besides his own in 31 days of speechmaking. Kentucky's Senator Thruston Morton...
...July the Party ceased ignoring its Northern backers and began counseling them to remain silent and inert. Henceforth information about the Party was to come only from Jackson, and lobbyists were instructed to refer curious newsmen and delegates "to the Mississippi office." In view of the number of Northern delegates still to be won over, the directive seemed ludicrously impractical. There were however several good reasons...
...Party had long since slipped from the control of liberal politicians and moderate civil rights leaders. On the boadwalk, the FDP's silent vigil had degenerated into a vitriolic anti-Johnson rally. Jesse Grey, New York rent striker, milled through FDP headquarters at the Gem Hotel, calling for a last-ditch show of defiance...
Monday, August 24: At midnight a group of 100 students marches to the Boardwalk to begin a 98-hour silent vigil before Convention Hall. One Bible-reading delegate from Arizona joins. To the surprise of the students, many recently returned from Mississippi, the police are unobtrusive...
...society crystallizes with astonishing speed. By the end of the year, you, a particle accreted on that great shimmering crystal, may hear that particles with whom you earlier collided belong or will belong to Clubs (mysterious conches, which, held to the ear, merely roar). And there will be the silent, aquiline faces, each sandwiched between a taut tie and impeccable hair, that pass you ghostlike on the entry stairs, day after day after...