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...Boss Khaled Bakdash, the leading Communist in the Arab world, went underground. Nasser's Syrian proconsul, Colonel Abdel Hamid Serraj, was more emphatic than Nasser. "The Communist Party has shown its real self," he said. "Its attitude is treason to the Arab cause and a dagger's stab directed by people who do not represent the real face of the Syrian region...
...doubtful whether the last minute changes mattered a lot. Here is a rag-tag sketch, something informal, something that would suffer more from a bad stab at giving it professional gloss than from the loose and chaotic treatment Charles Mee, director, has given it. Not to say, of course, that a slick, carefully conceived job mightn't have been better; just probably impossible here...
...Project Pioneer's stab toward the moon was only the beginning. At Cape Canaveral this week, missilemen were busy at launching pads and hangars, preparing for two new moon shoots: a second by the Air Force, set for next month; another by the Army, before year's end. Beyond that lay plans for still another new space bird, whose job it will be to map the entire earth. In the fast-maturing age of missilery, a world of new wonders was in the making...
...even before Callas quit, Tebaldi made a surprising maneuver: she announced that she would not sing at La Scala without Callas. "I sing only for artistic reasons; it is not my custom to sing against anybody," she said. Groaned Manager Ghiringhelli: "This is a stab in the back." To some critics and subscribers, a Scala with no top diva seemed a disaster. Others considered the price well worth the exit of Callas. "She corrupts public taste," cried the Giorno critic. "She lowers the noble assembly of the theater to the level of an arena...
...international crook who, as a French paper prettily puts it, "collects precious stones, chiefly diamonds." As for Paul, he climbs up to Joss's bedroom and is about to collect something more precious than stones, when Eliot relegates him to the compost heap with a single knife-stab. Suddenly, the beautiful old house rings to the tramp of invading flatfeet and the idyl ends with a whimper: "Mother. I want Mother...