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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...magazine at Vassar, and took a master's degree in journalism from Columbia. "Then, as any feminist could foresee," says Ruth, "I came to work for TIME as a clip marker, one rung below a secretary." She has since become a contributing editor, and describes herself as "a sort of hybrid-part career woman and part mother of three," which has its own special hazards. "My twelve-year-old son has been hearing a lot about Women's Lib lately," says Ruth. "He calls it Women...
...than their own best judgment, and that this somehow would make them objective. Almost to a man, broadcasters reject objectivity as a goal and insist that they are fair. An objective man, says David Brinkley, "would have to be put away in an institution because he's some sort of vegetable." ABC Anchor Man Frank Reynolds was quoted by Agnew as saying, "You can't expunge all your private convictions," and during the 1968 campaign charged Richard Nixon with a suppressed "natural instinct to smash the enemy with a club or go after him with a meat...
...because of the Soviet invasion of Czechoslovakia. For months President Nixon has pushed for the start of nuclear negotiations, but the Soviets demurred. On a visit to the U.S. last month, Soviet Physicist Pyotr L. Kapitsa, by speaking out against ABMs, indicated that Russia was having much the same sort of squabble between hawks and doves over the issue of arms limitation that has been going...
...people who do, or want to, the Whole Earth Catalog is an almost inexhaustible compendium. Although it is specifically aimed at "technological dropouts" (in the words of its authors), the catalogue's phenomenal success shows that it has a far vaster range of appeal. It is a sort of Sears, Roe-buck-Consumer Report for the minorities of the cybernetic age-from activists who want to improve the environment or create a Utopian society to abdicants who simply want to write bad poetry in the woods...
...MOTHS. That night we made our way over to Dupont Circle. As we walked down Massachusetts Avenue, we tried to understand why we were going. No logic figured here. Intellectually, we would reject the entire rationale for joining that sort of demonstration-and there were persuasive reasons not to join it. Why were we going...