Word: thurberism
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Kileff, who relies on steady ground strokes from the backcourt, beat Tech junior Rich Thurber, 6-3, 6-2. Kileff, consistently retriving shot after shot from the corners, won easily. Friedman had a little more trouble but still won in straight...
...desired, the quantity of written humor is pitifully small; most writers with a comic talent have been lured by the wide exposure and high pay of TV. No replacements have been found for such essayists as Benchley, Ring Lardner, Don Marquis. Frank Sullivan. There is no longer a Thurber, expressing in word and picture the uneasiness of modern life and the war between the sexes. "Funny men don't seem to write books these days," laments Russell Baker. Nightclub humor-what there is of it-is also in bad shape. San Francisco's hungry i, where many comedians...
...eminent man of letters who corresponded with James Thurber, T. S. Eliot, Harry Truman and others, Groucho Marx, 70, reported that the Library of Congress has asked him to donate his personal papers. "To back up the request, they said they had the first and second Gettysburg addresses and the Declaration of Independence." Anyway, Groucho will turn over some 300 letters to and from him, including, unfortunately, only a few notes from his late brothers, Chico and Harpo. "I don't think Harpo could write," said Groucho, "but Chico did write me once. I was in Macwahoc...
Time was, of course, when summer fare was strictly "hammock reading": Agatha Christie, Erie Stanley Gardner, Ellery Queen, Thurber, Smith (H. Allen, Logan Pearsall or Thome), Bob Benchley, Eric Ambler, Erskine Caldwell -authors who could be read by firefly or by fishing stream, and required no expenditure of thought. Few weighty books were published in summer, and few were bought...
...cars it has ever known: the Mercedes and Auto Unions. They were great, growling 600-h.p. monsters that could hit 200 m.p.h. on a straight -if they found one straight enough. Two world wars did their share to help, producing generations of youngsters thirsty for thrills. The terror of Thurber's aunt, who tried vainly to conquer a car and wound up pleading, "Somebody take this goddamn thing away from me," gave way to something the psychologists called "locomotor philia": the teen-ager in his chromed and channeled-down hot-rod who leaned out at stop lights and sneered...