Word: surely
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Talking to Joe MacDonald, you get the feeling that he may be right--that it may be possible to "turn on" the whole world. "Sure, we can turn on everybody, and I don't mean drugs," he said. 'Go back home and relate with your parents. Eat dinner with them. You don't have to turn them on to drugs. My parents don't take drugs, but that's all right. It doesn't make much difference. We know something that they don't know. We gotta help them...
...Indecision. To be sure, not all -or even most-of American dance is on the wiggy fringe. In its own clean, frostily abstract ballets, as well as in classical standards such as the Nutcracker, the New York City Ballet is the peerless pro. Ranking not too far behind is the American Ballet Theater, founded (in 1940) and largely financed by Lucia Chase. Emerging strongly now from a gloomy decade of indecision and decline, Ballet Theater has the most balanced repertory in the country; its full-length Swan Lake ranks with the world's best...
...journalists, to be sure, are not the only ones becoming vulnerable and restive. But the first war to be thoroughly covered by television is most perilous for the TV crews in the van. To the men in the field, network managing editors back in New York seem obsessed with "the wire-service syndrome" - they ask for coverage of every bit of action. Says one embittered TV staffer: "Editors are so afraid of missing one story that to protect their flanks they have been asking us to risk getting our tails shot...
...advantage, and only one, that Thurber lacked: she was Ross's first wife (of three) and helped him start The New Yorker. In fact, she says openly what too many wives secretly believe about their husband's successes: "He would have given up, I am sure, if I hadn't encouraged him; fortunately I was able to influence him for he was in love with me." Not even Thurber could top that...
...well as fiction (Kings Go Forth. Stars in My Crown), Brown tells his tale in matter-of-fact, down-to-earth prose. But by the time Paul heads eastward, the least wary reader will know that the hero is in for a stiff bout of navel-gazing-and, almost surely, a religious experience that will change his existence. His guru is a holy man named Bhaiji who receives a mortal stab wound during a religious riot. And sure enough, just before his death, Bhaiji manages through his power to implant faith and purpose in Paul's life...