Word: talked
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Jackson, Miss. House Speaker Sam Rayburn, a Texas Democrat who had spent years trying to make the Democratic tent big enough for both North and South, refused to discuss segregation ("I don't think it would be helpful to talk about it"), attempted to turn the anger of 800 fund-raising Democrats against Republicans. The Mississippians refused to be distracted, gave their biggest applause to the cry of State Chairman Bidwell Adams: "I want to tell the honorable Speaker and everyone else that I am not a milk-chocolate Democrat. I am an old-line Democrat...
...tone here varies from sobriety to total jest, while wit serves as condiment to an otherwise dull meal. Talk jumps from underdeveloped countries to outer space, and "How do we know we're the most developed country, anyway?" Then back to slave trade and the Barbary Pirates. Or a doubleedged solution to both farm surplus and foreign aid problems might be presented. "Just give the farmers a sabbatical every other year on the condition that they spend this time abroad." A neat panacea, but impossible...
...blow to newsgatherers who rely so often on information from undisclosed and undisclosable sources was a severe one. If a source can no longer rely on his anonymity--and there are contempt citations stiffer than ten days in jail--he is likely to refuse to talk. Unidentified sources are often vital to the coverage of governmental affairs. In an era of bureaucratic hush-hush the anonymous tipster has become a must for responsible reporters. To close his mouth is, in many cases, to deny the public valuable and necessary information...
...talk will mark the opening of the Harvard Law School Forum for this year. Richard R. Baxter, assistant professor of Law, will moderate the speech, and questions from the audience will follow...
...phone rang before I had relinquished my grip on the newly-cradled receiver. Marrowitz, Marrowitz, Marrowitz, roared in a tumultuous crescendo inside my skull. Finally I fled into the unknown morning, vaguely seeking surceace in Sever Hall with Uzbek Studies 229. It was ghastly--so ghastly I cannot talk about it. The obscene rites that there transpired, as registered on my fear-crazed brain by my blear-hazed eyes have completed the utter rout of my resources, made me the shattered hulk you now behold, and driven me back to my couch...