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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Reagan troops expected this sort of thing from the Ford backers, but also braced themselves for the expected assault from conservative supporters-yet they were jolted by its ferocity. Fumed Mississippi Congressman Trent Lott: "He blew it. Reagan took a long shot, and it isn't going to pay off." Later Lott switched to Ford. North Carolina Senator Jesse Helms had been given advance word in a phone call from Reagan at 9:05 p.m. Sunday. "I looked at my watch because I wanted to know the time in my life when I was most shocked." Helms called...
...best science fiction novel of the year, and rapidly became an underground cult classic. In 1969, a sequel appeared, Dune Messiah, the further adventures of Paul Atreides, Muad'Dib, and Emperor of the Fremen. Now Herbert has presented us with another, final tale of Arrakis, the Dune planet--a sort of a sequel to a sequel. Like most sequels, Children of Dune recalls the worst things about the first two books...
...around the title's 'Canfield Decision,' the V.P.'s decision to be co-opted by murderers and to participate indirectly in other criminal actions. I won't give that part away because, in part, the suspense works, and also because it's so ridiculously entangled. The book is a sort of Peyton Place of politics, only the world's existence is at stake, not Allison's virginity...
...back cover and an uninspired Spiro Agnew elongation on the front, plus a new logo without the brackets--since [MORE] is what reporters type at the bottom of pages in an unfinished story and thus is unsuited for a multi-media mag. Everything inside comes in boxes, sort of like a Kellogg's Snack Pack. Your eyes get stuck in these armored safes of print, where everything is lined off, column from column, picture from print, headline from subhead. Milton Glaser just wouldn't get along with Jerry Brown--you gotta flow, Miltie...
...nominating convention is sort of Ex-Lax for the body politic, a theater of ourselves, a legitimizing ceremony... We know that what we see is a 'media-event' and are smug in the knowledge. If Walter Cronkite takes it seriously, then we don't have to. His seriousness absolves us. There is a 'media-reality' for which we can disclaim responsibility, and a private reality, which is our watching of the magic show as if it had nothing to do with our lives...