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...ugly taint of anti-Semitism fell last week on the Grand Old Man of German Protestantism-Otto Dibelius, Evangelical Bishop of Berlin and Brandenburg...
Monopoly & Men. Through their public-service crusades, the Kansas City papers hope to erase the taint of monopoly. For years, the Star and the morning Times (and the combined Sunday Star) imperiously forced subscribers to take both papers and made advertisers buy space in both or stay out. In 1955, the U.S. Government broke up this trust by decree, prompting dozens of civil damage suits brought by vicinity papers and advertisers claiming injury. The cost in embarrassment was great, and that was not all. The financial strain caused the Star to postpone an ambition of many years' standing...
After hours of wrangling between industry lawyers and Government officials, both Flemming and the cranberrymen (who have already given up use of the chemical altogether) agreed to keep on testing samples from cranberry lots. Products found free from taint were to be so labeled (Certified Safe, Examined and Passed), and freed for sale to housewives preparing for Thanksgiving. Obviously, not all of the 70-odd million Ibs. of the holiday batch could be tested in time. Shoppers who could not find certified stocks at their grocers would have to take their chances with untested lots-if indeed the stores...
Afraid of Thunder. Precocious as a writer, Joyce was also precocious sociologically. He had his first sexual experience at the age of 14 with a prostitute on a riverbank. Some small taint of degradation kept clinging to his idea of sex-one of the many dramatic paradoxes in his life. He was a near-alcoholic; yet he pursued his writing craft with monastic austerity. He had the courage to face approaching blindness, eleven eye operations, and his daughter Lucia's madness, but he ran from dogs and thunder. He renounced Roman Catholicism, but he could never rid his mind...
Please, let's keep our records straight, and taint not my name. John Sack, author of Report from Practically Nowhere and my son, is 28 as of now, not 30 as you said [March 16]. I was married 30 years ago this month. What will my friends say? TRACY L. SACK