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...finding his own identity because he's too busy writing about those of his characters, a celebrity who laughs at the thought of being one. He is somewhat of a modern-day Mr. Bennet with his mixture of "quick parts, sarcastic humor, reserve, and caprice." Nothing escapes his easy wit -- the world, his critics, himself. There is a definite gleam in his eyes when he speaks of his bad reviews. "They were ferocious in Women's Wear Daily. It ended up by saying something like 'the question is why Mr. Alfred chose to produce this play. We don't know...
...remarks, or stay away from the dinner with a diplomatic illness, or, all else failing, agree to a mutual cancellation. The King was not interested. Next morning, the day on which Feisal was to be feted in New York, Lindsay canceled the affair, which, by some stroke of wit or innocence, was to have been held in the Blumenthal Patio of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Governor Nelson Rockefeller, up for a third term, also refrained from paying Feisal a scheduled courtesy call...
...races, Republicans are the soft-liners and Democrats the hardliners; in others, antiwar Democrats are running on anti-Administration platforms against Republicans who go all the way with L.B.J. Bitterest of all are the primaries, in which the war has Democrats clawing at Democrats and Republicans at Republicans,* to wit...
Grinning and gesticulating, alternat ing wry wit and high-flown idealism, the junior Senator from New York stumped the Republic of South Africa last week as if he were the last surviving custodian of the white man's burden. At one stop, an enthusiastic crowd knocked him off the roof of a car, but Robert F. Kennedy hardly missed a comma. "I believe there will be progress," he exhorted the residents of Soweto, a black ghetto near Johannesburg. "Hate and bigotry will end in South Africa one day. I believe your children will have a better opportunity than...
...grey pages of the Soviet press are seldom relieved by satire, but in recent weeks Russian editors have been turning to that form of wit as a means of ridiculing their truculent fellow Communists, the Red Chinese. Spread across a recent issue of Moscow's Literaturnaya Gazeta was one of the more hilarious examples of the current Mao-knows-best school of Chinese journalism. The Moscow editors reprinted the article from a Chinese paper without comment, presumably because its title fully signaled its inanity: "Let Us Speak of the Philosophic Questions of Selling Watermelons in Big Cities." The author...