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...countless fiery speeches of Banda and his followers in which they promised every Congress member a car, refrigerator, big house, etc., when the whites are kicked out of Nyasaland? Are these the words of responsible leaders? Is it so difficult to understand that Britain can safely allow this sort of nonsense to be spouted daily at Hyde Park Corner, but not in Blantyre to an unsophisticated audience of Africans...
...struck the first blow. It led the U.S. to fight World War II under "the shamefully aimless policy banner of unconditional surrender,'' without any postwar aims. Today, as in Hitler's day. the U.S. is up against an enemy with a purpose, plan and even a sort of public philosophy that aims far beyond the mere survival to the kind of world the enemy wants. Meanwhile, Ways thinks that preoccupation with survival is preventing the U.S. from explaining its positive assets to the world, crippling thinking about what to do next, and straitjacketing U.S. policies...
...unlikely sort of hero, a brownish-haired little (about 5 ft. 5 in.) Scot with a murderous temper, the boudoir morals of a tomcat, and a colossal ego. He toadied to his superiors, fought with his peers, and would never give credit to his juniors when he could claim it for himself. He fancied himself as a freedom-loving "citizen of the world," yet ended up drawing his sword for a despot. But John Paul Jones could certainly do one thing: he could fight a ship as have few men before or since-and Rear Admiral Samuel Eliot Morison, U.S.N.R...
Novelist Auchincloss, who has written this sort of book before (The Great World and Timothy Colt, Venus in Sparta), knows his forms and his upper-crust Long Islanders. His description of Esther and the other Parmelee Cove women pursuing the adulterers like a chorus of Eumenides has the rasp of accurate reporting. But if Reese's predicament is real, he himself is sometimes the sort of hero scissored by children from the backs of cereal boxes. His incessant wrestling with the devil is a little sophomoric, and his escape from Parmelee Cove shows the limits of even the best...
Author Myrivilis allows for more sentimentality than most; yet it does not cloy. The reason is quite simple: that is how things are. Smaragthi remains consistent to the end, unmarried, herself a sort of mermaid Madonna who rolls naked in the sea like a porpoise but shrinks with revulsion from a man's touch. The fishermen soak up the local booze, beat their wives, and listen with awe to the tavernkeeper's yarns about the wonders of America, where he made his pile. An ancient crone tells wondrous fairy tales. A pathetic schoolmaster dreams of the great...