Word: soldierly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Viet Nam veteran, I think Lieut. Galley should be court-martialed, fined $2, given a carton of cigarettes, promoted to captain and reassigned to the Pentagon. What I gather from reports is that My Lai was a V.C. village, and Charlie Cong is not a conventional soldier, but a toothless old woman, a goateed old man or a mine-setting little boy. Lieut. Galley and his men did no wrong. They just did their job-staying alive in a rich man's war but a poor man's fight...
...Perhaps the horror-filled memory of My Lai will awaken more of us to the belated knowledge that no nation has a monopoly on goodness, truth, honor and mercy-all the virtues habitually ascribed to Americans, and particularly the American soldier...
...years in the Soviet Army. In 1961, however, he had the temerity to criticize the "Khrushchev cult" at a party meeting. That outburst eventually cost him his army career, and sent him off to an asylum for 14 months as a "schizophrenic." In time, the old soldier became one of the most vigorous and spirited dissenters against the current regime. Seven months ago when he arrived in Tashkent to act as counsel for ten Crimean Tartars who were on trial for civil rights activities, Grigorenko was arrested for "anti-Soviet agitation." Last week, a medical board in Tashkent decreed that...
...mortarboard. L'Imposteur reads the caption at the bottom. Martin Carey, a fine-line draftsman of frogs, insects and flowers, turned his block on its side, decorated it with butterflies and found, much to his surprise, that it reminded him of both an owl and a soldier's helmet. Jasper Johns coated his block with metallic plaster-and his dealer put a price of $9,000 on it. Andy Warhol stripped his hat block down to its core and discovered a phallic symbol; with characteristic idiosyncrasy, he priced it at 3? (the gallery promptly bought...
...dressed, and clambered down the mountain: We joined the people at the campfire between the pool and the resort ruins. We chatted with the twenty-odd residents of the ruins, smoked a little dope. Yana borrowed a pair of jeans from one of the residents. I met an AWOL soldier who was traveling through in a VW bus. With him were his wife and a tiny baby and a hitchhiker they had picked up earlier in the day. When they left to find a place to camp that night, Yana and I went with them...