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...right is former President Jorge Alessandri, 74, who is backed by the country's business interests but retains a carefully preserved common touch. Every Saturday morning he carries a wreath to the grave of his father Arturo, a onetime President whom the Chileans revere as "the lion of Tarapaca." To hundreds of thousands of poor rows (broken ones) who have flocked from the large estates to Santiago, Jorge Alessandri is himself a father figure. "There is too much politics," he says, "and not enough work...
Moscow's Order. After lunch Stoph was scheduled to place a wreath on the monument to Nazi victims in the center of town, but West German authorities were forced to cancel the ceremony because of unruly, Communist-dominated crowds. Fearful that the conference would end in a complete fiasco, a visibly nervous Brandt apologized for the crowd's behavior. Later, in a give-and-take session, Brandt volunteered that Bonn would eventually "solve" East Germany's demand for recognition if Ulbricht & Co. would only respond to his offers of closer ties. Though Stoph was unresponsive, he declared...
...that succeeded Khrushchev?a collegium whose key figures all along have been Brezhnev, Premier Aleksei Kosygin, 66, and President Nikolai Podgorny, 67. Yet Brezhnev completely dominated the Lenin observances. He delivered four major addresses that were broadcast over prime-time television and accorded saturation press coverage. At Lenin's wreath-bedecked mausoleum in Red Square, Brezhnev stood slightly but perceptibly apart from the rest of the eleven-man Soviet Politburo, several of whom have recently reappeared after recovery from reported illnesses. He is the only Soviet leader who has spoken authoritatively of late on the two consuming issues of Kremlin...
...TALL, beautiful woman stands before you. With a spot of rouge upon her olive-skinned forehead, she wears a long, pink sari that swirls to her toes. A wreath of many-colored roses envelops her, and a deep-blue pheasant nestles at her feet. Too bad: the woman and her creature are merely a painting on a wall...
Play World. "Myth is real to me," Boghosian says. There were moments when it was almost too real as he began to see related shapes and symbols everywhere. He saw it in a farm harrow, the understructure of a funeral wreath that was shaped like a lyre, in dozens of tiny toy buglers he found in a flea market. At one point, after other children gibed at his young daughter about her father's playing with toys, Boghosian sat down and reflected on his purpose. "The play world becomes for the artist a real world," he concluded, "while...