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Dates: during 1960-1969
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This is unpromising in summation and wholly unreadable in execution. The author's method is to teeter on the window ledge of actuality for a few sentences at the beginning of each chapter and then jump into vagueness, singing like Ophelia...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Thin Reality, Thin Dream | 9/24/1965 | See Source »

...BABE (White Whale). In another song written by Dylan and sung by the Turtles, he lectures clinging vines who only want a strong shoulder to lean on. "Go 'way from my window at your own chosen speed," he declares...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Television: Sep. 17, 1965 | 9/17/1965 | See Source »

...Indian victories. As antiaircraft guns in Amritsar opened up on Pakistani planes, citizens cheered each white puff in the blue sky, shouting "Shoot him down! Kill him! Kill, kill, kill!" Workmen put up baffle walls in offices as protection against bomb blast, shopkeepers pasted strips of paper to window panes, husbands and fathers dug slit trenches outside their homes. As hospitals were hurriedly emptied to provide beds for expected wounded, Indians queued up to donate blood. The capital's mood was reflected by a businessman who said, "We've been kicked around too often. Let us lose 200 million people...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Asia: Ending the Suspense | 9/17/1965 | See Source »

Marcom is busy finding more uses for its invention. Last May, a San Jose, Calif., burglar learned about one of them. When he slipped open the window of a house whose owner was away on vacation, he unknowingly tripped a trigger that set the diverter to silently dialing the police. When the cops answered the phone, the diverter sounded a coded buzz. By checking their key, the police could identify the source of the call, soon had a prowl...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Telephone: Hello, Is Anyone There? | 9/3/1965 | See Source »

...local color, the man who touched the shabby lives of Chicago's dead-enders with such gentleness has this to say about Bombay: "A girl put her head in the window and howled, 'Bly-eye-nd brother! Blye-eye-nd brother!' She wasn't lying. When I put my head out the window I saw him. He wasn't just blind: he was the Blindest. He didn't even have to roll his eyes to show he was blinder than anybody. Somebody had left his irises out. 'Get him contact lenses...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Lost Touch | 8/13/1965 | See Source »

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