Word: tells
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...obviously too early to tell which of the two schools of thought on 'What Czechoslovakia Really Means' are right, whether the United States will really be dealing with a super-power no longer primarily interested in detente. But whatever the answer turns out to be, it is also becoming clear that we are at what could be one of the major post-war watersheds in east-west relations. KERRY GRUSON
...daughters of the white upper middle classes. We have grown up with the civil rights struggle, and we know that our black brethren still face indifference, abuse, or even death when they stand up for what we once naively thought were God-given rights. Our teachers and our textbooks tell us that the gap between rich and poor in our society has scarcely narrowed in more than fifty years. Deprivation persists amidst affluence, for our economy, for all its productivity and all its prosperity, still rests on the exploitation and manipulation of the many for the profit...
...premise--British actors performing a campy American Western--ceases to be funny about thirty seconds into the first act. The feeble gags swarm around such familiar territories as the human anatomy, drunks, queers, and race (Authors Ray Galton and Alan Simpson even succumb to having a whiteman tell an Indian, "You all look alike to me.") As you might expect, the script is littered with countless unfunny versions of Western cliches (e.g., "Seldom have I heard so many discouraging words...
...into the intricate rhythms of the tala, he improvised compositions of the utmost subtlety, reveling in the musical growth that was taking place under his fingers, glorying in the sweat on his swarthy face. Playing a raga can be "like mounting a fiery horse," he says. His audiences could tell what he meant...
...interviews with the headmaster, a Waugh refugee nicknamed Dr. Rabelais, are symptomatic. The man seems plunged in a "burrow of vagueness." As Rabelais drones on in a voice reminiscent of "old curtains," Jimmy feels "woofed more and more tightly into an endless tapestry." The poor lad cannot tell whether his questions are being answered, or even remember exactly what the questions were. For consolation he flicks mentally through colored-slide images of the post-World War II America that he thinks he misses...