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Viconian Thunderclap. Finnegans Wake, say Campbell and Robinson, "is a mighty allegory of the fall and resurrection of mankind." (Tim Finnegan was originally the hero of an Irish vaudeville song who falls off a ladder and is thought to be dead until a friend splashes whiskey over him at the funeral wake.) The four parts of Joyce's novel reflect Italian Philosopher Giovanni Battista Vice's theory that history eternally passes and repasses through four phases: theocratic, aristocratic, democratic, chaotic. Finnegans Wake suggests that life has again reached the stage of chaos and is awaiting a divine thunderclap...
...said that Franklin Roosevelt had put his preference for Harry Truman in writing. But Bob Hannegan had no such letter to show. The Wallace camp screamed "phony." Said Wallace's secretary, beefy Harold R. Young (who had unpractically set up headquarters in Chicago with a single bottle of whiskey): "The convention is in the hands of our enemies." Bob Hannegan finally produced such a letter but then: 1) it turned out to be dated only 24 hours earlier; and 2) Mr. Roosevelt also mentioned Justice Douglas as one with whom "I should be very glad...
Margherita Clement, comely, 22-year-old Philadelphia socialite, ex-Powers model, smacked a damage suit on the man who last year stabbed her with a paring knife and hit her over the head with a whiskey bottle in the powder room of Philadelphia's Hotel Barclay. (Her attacker, onetime Soldier Socialite Sidney B. Dunn Jr., who gave as his reason, "She won't marry me and I'll fix her or kill her so she won't marry anybody else," is now serving a three-to-seven-year prison term.) Miss Clement asked $25,000 damages...
When he stamped his foot, the rat dropped the object - a $10 bill. Calling the jailer, he paid his fine, walked out of jail, bought more whiskey, was back in jail that night...
...estimated, mainly because the petroleum process plants were getting into production so slowly (TIME, Feb. 14). But a fortnight ago Rubber Boss Bradley Dewey lopped 20,000,000 gallons off his estimated needs. Barring unexpected war demands, further improvement in the production of rubber-from-petroleum may mean another whiskey dividend to distillers. They look forward to an extension of the August holiday, or to another holiday this winter...