Word: truths
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...swear that a germ of veritas doesn't lurk in Goldhagen's screed. Let truth and falsehood grapple, said Milton--let former student and present professor debate at some forum in Cambridge what Jews did or didn't do after the Holocaust...
...rape to escape punishment for consensual sex. Whatever the resolution of those new claims, the Arm y has its hands full fending off new accusations by the NAACP that it has unfairly targeted black soldiers in the rape allegations. Said Army spokesman John Yaquiant: "All we want is the truth. It does us no good to have allegations that will not hol d up." He added that at least four soldiers face court-martial and dozens have been suspended for rape allegations...
...right. Modern history teems with tales of the potential usurpation of mankind by its own technology: John Henry vs. the steam drill. Dr. Frankenstein vs. the monster. Linda Hamilton vs. the Terminator. The genius of chess lies in the sublime tension between logical analysis (call it Truth) and human intuition (call it Beauty). Our fascination with Deep Blue derives from fearful wonderment at the possibility that computers, which have already surpassed us at the former, may soon produce some chilling emulation of the latter. Kasparov, the latest standard bearer in humanity's war against our own obsolescence, is stoical...
...Tanenhaus has now written the best biography that Chambers is likely to receive, Whittaker Chambers (Random House; 638 pages; $35). Tanenhaus' account, essentially sympathetic, is patient, admirably balanced and fascinating in its rich detail. On the great litmus question of postwar politics--which of them was telling the truth?--Tanenhaus is clear. Walking again through all the familiar elements of the case (the Woodstock typewriter, the Bokhara rug, the prothonotary warbler, the famous Pumpkin Papers), Tanenhaus shows, if anyone still doubts it, that Alger Hiss was lying...
...dogs, and the daughter has decamped for New York City to write "a post-modern novel." One hesitates to question the veracity of a book labeled a memoir, but Harrison's overheated prose and her sketchy characters and settings make this more a purple tale than a glimpse of truth...