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...York Times recently, Bellinger & Co. quickly called each of the more than 200 signers and tapped them for cash. More money came in through box-office receipts from speeches by Mailer and Rap Brown, while individual contributions ranging as high as $5,000 in cash helped fill the till. The Mob also made money by selling green and white antiwar pennants, buttons and high-camp posters. One, "Join the New Action Army," showed a handcuffed Captain Howard Levy, the cashiered antiwar Army doctor, being led away after his court-martial last June...
Promises, promises. The 20,000 fans who plunked $200,000 into the till at New York's Shea Stadium hardly got the battle they expected. To be sure, Griffith did bloody Nino's nose-by rubbing it with the laces of his gloves. He also speared Benvenuti in the ribs with his shoulders, butted him on the chin and belted him in the kidneys; Nino, who fights without a mouthpiece, retaliated by biting Emile's neck. But the only knockdown came in the 14th round, when Benvenuti collided with Griffith in mid-ring and fell...
...prevents any student from suffering any one type of boredom for too long. When these students grow out of Gen Ed, they don't want courses, they want divertissements; and, like the dilletantes they are, they hate to be left out of a good thing. With only hours away till study cards can be handed in without enlarging the University's already bloated endowment, the Crimson offers a last minute shopping guide...
...seems very reasonable to conclude that if we had entered the Viet "Jam war to win [Sept. 8], bombing Haiphong, the dams, bridges, plants and power houses right at the start, instead of waiting till they had assembled the most powerful combination of antiaircraft weapons yet seen, our losses of men and material would have been reduced and the war shortened. A war asininely fought is half lost. Our substitute for a quick victory has pleased no one except the Viet Cong...
...till my wet fur froze...