Word: sirs
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Sir / The only way for America to resolve the presidential problem is to impeach Mr. Nixon and allow the Senate to try him fairly. The way things stand now, we are getting nowhere; but if we impeach the President then he will be either justly acquitted or justly removed, and we could go back to politics instead of playing in the dirt...
...Sir / In one respect, we Americans differ little from our 17th century Puritan forebears. We continue to believe in the efficacy of witch hunts of grandiose proportions for excising the evil from among us. They may provide a needed catharsis, may even have a mild deterrent effect; but when will we learn that evil is not a wart on the body politic, but a cancer endemic in the human soul...
...Sir / Through your fine reporting and analysis of the Watergate affair, you have shown that the only "fishing expedition" was Nixon's search for any means to hide the truth from the American people. It is ironic that the "witch hunt" is finally catching up with the "witch...
...Sir / At some time in the future, the people of this country may be plagued with unbearable grief. They may cry out: "What in the world did we ever do to deserve this?" Then they will recall the spring of '74 and what they did to President Richard M. Nixon. The only suggestion I could possibly make to President Nixon is that he change his name to Kennedy. Then, at least, he could do no wrong...
...Fille Mal Gardée represents a total contrast in mood. In the Royal's English version, choreographed by Sir Frederick Ashton, it is like an animated John Constable landscape. The story tells of the romance between young Farmer Colas (Nureyev) and Lise (Merle Park), daughter of the ambitious widow Simone. With English country dancing and an intricate cavort around a Maypole, it is by no means all Nureyev's show. The familiar danseur noble, burning with erotic fervor, vanished. In his place was an impish rustic, playing cat's cradle, exploding from a stack of wheat...