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Time created its distortion of Miss Arendt's views by omission. It was glad to quote her saying "We know to our sorrow that freedom has been better preserved in countries where no revolution ever broke out, no matter how outrageous the circumstances of the powers that be." But you won't find in Time equally important statements which are less to its liking: "When we were told that by freedom we meant free enterprise, we did very little to dispel this monstrous falsehood," or Miss Arendt's observation on the "unchained, unbridled private initiative of capitalism, which...
...there he was alone in the fields with his sorrow. Where are all the people? Behind their own houses [working their private plots]. He had better get tough. It was the middle of August and there was no time to lose. He'd start to comb the upper part of the village, enter each house, and demand to know from each kolkhoznik why he is not working down at the silo. The farm workers' rejoinders, he knew, would be the same as always: 'Let the hay rot. let the peas go to ruin...
Political Philosopher Hannah Arendt, 56, concludes flatly that, when possible, they should be avoided. Violent change plows under more liberties than it produces. "We know to our sorrow," she states, "that freedom has been better preserved in countries where no revolution ever broke out, no matter how outrageous the circumstances of the powers that be, and that there exist more civil liberties even in countries where the revolution was defeated than in those where revolutions have been victorious...
Speaking of singers, one who is more than a novelty is Danny Small, whose first record, Woman, She Was Born for Sorrow (United Artists UAJ 15004), was released a few few months ago. Small sings quietly, unpretentiously, and sentimentally. His style is not demanding: he doesn't try to flatten the listener, only to engage his attention, like a good conversationalist...
...surely that is something at my window lattice." Open then he flings the shutter, and with many a flirt and flutter, in there steps a stately raven of the saintly days of yore. "Prophet!" says he, "thing of evil! Prophet still, if bird or devil! Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, it shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore!" Quoth the raven...