Word: truck
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Like some ponderous snake, the long convoy labored up the steep switchbacks on Route 19. Guards nervously rode rifle atop every truck. Three hours out of coastal Qui Nhon, the vehicles pulled into Mang Yang pass-favorite ambush point for the Viet Cong on the 100-mile highway to Pleiku. Along the edge of the narrow road were massive craters. To clear the V.C. from the pass, high-flying B-52s from Guam had blasted Mang Yang with bombs the night before. Once past the pass, the guards relaxed, and the convoy-the first since the end of May-rolled...
Raucous meetings of people convened by sound truck to listen only to the generalizations they wish to hear can never become the calm, deliberate gatherings of responsible scholars -- or responsible policy-makers. They are at best adolescent: at worst, popular demagogy. RICHARD F. TOZER
...sometimes painted nightmares-wars, monstrous weapons, a personified hangover that still haunts many a morning-after-it was only because he was on the side of man. Like most satirists, Boris secretly loved what he seemed to attack. A glimpse of a locomotive walking on crutches or a truck holding its head suggested that, to him, even machines had souls. What was more, they served man. "I would rather watch a thousand-ton dredge dig a canal," he said, "than see it done by a thousand spent slaves lashed into submission. I like machines...
Further away from production (perhaps seven years) but potentially more important is Chevrolet's prototype of a turbine-powered truck, the Turbo Titan III. Its engine is lighter, quieter and longer-lasting (350,000 miles v. 250,000) than conventional diesels, but fuel bills are costlier. Among its many innovations: "dial steering" by which a driver guides his truck with two small wheels mounted on a panel in front of him, similar to the "wrist-twist" system now being tested by Mercury. Chrysler Corp. is field-testing turbine cars but is undecided whether to market them...
...added with a grin, "I don't pretend to be either illiterate or poor. I've had a lot of jobs that sound folky--but I was just a kid on vacation. I drove a truck for a while, until somebody discovered that I didn't have a license. Once I picked apples for five cents a bushel and all I could eat; I was only five at the time and didn't know any better. I reached the heights though, the summer I worked as a packager in a supermarket, a loyal member of the Amalgamated Meatcutters and Butchers...