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over fairly smooth ground. Through rough spots it is slower, but neither mud, sand nor grades as steep as 75% will stop it. In water, it cruises at 1½ m.p.h., propelled by its rotating wheels, or 5 m.p.h. with an optional prop. The open tubs, which form...
What other policies? Beyond the classic tools of high taxes, tight money, steep interest rates and restraint on Government spending, the most direct way to fight inflation without increasing unemployment would be outright federal controls on wages and prices. Paul A. Samuelson of M.I.T., a liberal economist, says that controls should be "saved for emergencies"; most officials shudder at their use under any. circumstances. In a letter to the Washington Post last week, Harvard's John Kenneth Galbraith argued for revival of the Johnson Administration's voluntary wage-price guideposts, "or something similar." Yet, as Johnson learned, such...
...felt uncertain about the night before, and wanted only to be outside, by himself He walked slowly up the road to Route One, from where he could look down on all of Esalen. He felt strong. But towering above him, towering above Route One, was a small, very steep mountain. "The mountain," the boy exclaimed to himself. And he knew that he had to climb it. He would see what lay on the other side. Whatever it was, it would not be darkness...
With those unspoken words, he left his room, went outside, and began to jog slowly up the steep hill, back to Route One. He looked at the base of the mountain (it was not a mountain, but he liked to call it that). The base was the steepest. It was, the boy thought, almost straight up for about thirty feet. There was nothing to hold onto--there was only the wet slippery clay, which three days before, in Southern California, had killed 11 people in a mudslide. The boy looked at this bank of clay, and then he began...
They arrived in Esalen around 6:30. The sign, "Esalen Institute, By reservation only," seemed to be advertising a motel; in a couple of senses, perhaps, that is what the place was. At the sign, Stewart turned off Route One, down a very steep hill, around a corner, and suddenly the whole place opened up before them. It was totally hidden, self-contained, isolated. Two hundred feet above, Route One might as well have disappeared...