Word: yorkerisms
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Since the New Yorker took the field and the President renounced a second full term, residual anti-Kennedy passions have quickened. Condemned variously for his antiwar stand, his "opportunism" in entering the race, his hippie hair, his pro-civil rights proclivities, his vendetta against Teamster Boss Jimmy Hoffa, his indentureship in the '50s under Joe McCarthy and myriad unspecified acts of vindictiveness, Kennedy seems to many to appeal to "the darker impulses of the American spirit" -a sin that he was unwise enough to ascribe to Lyndon Johnson last month. Said a Los Angeles housewife last week, after switching...
...claimed for his own since he made his first appearance as a New Yorker short-story writer 15 years ago. In his own words, he is "kind of elegiacally concerned with the Protestant middle class." Among modern American writers, only John Cheever shares Updike's sense of accumulated loss, his feeling that the national past contained a wholeness and an essential goodness that have now evaporated. Even John O'Hara, an acknowledged social historian, makes no plea for the special virtues of the past. For other novelists, the present may be a disaster, but there is no indication...
...called those writings "valentines" to the friends and family back home in the small (pop. 5,639) Pennsylvania Dutch farm town of Shillington, three miles from Reading, where John was born. His mother, Linda Grace Hoyer Updike, is a cosmopolitan, well-educated writer herself (four stories in The New Yorker since John blazed the way), and she has always loathed everything about Shillington. She admits now to having broken up a high-school romance of John's because the girl was "of Shillington, this place I found so contemptible...
Camp Followers. The polls were not quite as beneficent as Kennedy might wish. The first Gallup poll matching the Democrats since President Johnson's withdrawal showed the New Yorker ahead of both Hubert Humphrey and Eugene McCarthy in a three-way race (35% to 31% for Humphrey and 23% for McCarthy) and ahead of both again in a double race (45% to 41% against Humphrey; 46% to 37% against McCarthy). The margins were less than overwhelming, however, particularly since Humphrey is still not an announced candidate...
...longer exists. No one now can summon up the unblemished patriotic fervor of You're a Grand Old Flag, Yankee Doodle Dandy and Over There. Few men now can adorn a woman in the romantic gauze and adoring awe of a song like Mary. Every addicted New Yorker and theatergoer will always feel a special tingle of sentiment from the opening bars of Give My Regards to Broadway, but the contrast with the squalor of Times Square now is painful...