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...counter limited aggression. This flexible-response doctrine, as General Taylor labeled it, stirred misgivings among some Air Force and civilian strategists. They argued that it might encourage Communists to risk limited aggression, might even weaken the effectiveness of nuclear striking power as a deterrent against a major Communist thrust. The debate has since quieted down, but last week, in a speech in Seattle, Washington's Democratic Senator Henry M. Jackson showed that misgivings still linger. He "strongly supported the strengthening of our conventional forces," said Jackson, but the U.S. must not forget that its safety and that...
...every uttered word, reporters have left many of the bigwigs bruised. A couple of years ago, when one was struck dumb by the mob scene, someone in the press corps doused him with a bucket of water. Others have had their teeth chipped by the microphones that are thrust in their faces, and there has been more than one black eye from a swinging elbow. Onetime Prime Minister Shigeru Yoshida was so incensed by the reporters' aggressive questioning that he whacked one of them with his walking stick as he left his mansion...
...week. Torn by bloody race violence, the city of Cambridge (pop. 13,000) was under martial law, its streets patrolled by a unit of the Maryland National Guard. As in many another city beset by the Negro revolt, responsible Negro leadership in Cambridge had suddenly given way before the thrust of militancy...
...said to have survived her burning at the stake and been thrown into the Seine. When Percy Bysshe Shelley drowned off Italy in 1822, three literary friends -Lord Byron, Edward John Trelawny and Leigh Hunt-cremated the corpse on a pyre of driftwood. The job almost done, Trelawny suddenly thrust in his arm and snatched out the heart, which, although fiery hot, was strangely unconsumed. In Oscar Wilde's fairy tale, The Happy Prince, the statue's broken heart fails to melt in the furnace...
...stage, and when he painted and engraved the progress of his rakes and harlots like acts in a play, or when he opened the innards of Bedlam and Gin Lane, he caught the drama of England's lower depths as no other artist had. These works thrust upon English art a sense of flesh and blood, a spirit of realism from which it drew sustenance until sentimentality deluged the land in Victoria's day. But back of Hogarth's raw dramas was a tender man. No one who did not love children could have painted a little...