Word: cutlasses
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...DRIVING the car that's going to kill me. It's long and sharp, an American car, a much-traveled F-85 Cutlass. I prowl down the road, sweep down the side streets, zoom out of the curves. I glide noiselessly through the long December shadows of the trees on the Arborway. I pass you on the expressway, the streetlights bleeding away on the bend in my windshield. Have you heard about the midnight rambler? Have you heard about the Boston. . . strangler...
...Cover: Cartoon by Willard Mullin. Although he has been amusing fans with his drawings of sport figures for more than 30 years, this is Mullin's first cover for TIME. To his nationally known roster of such characters as a mournful Dodger Bum, a cutlass-swinging Pittsburgh Pirate and a stein-hoisting Milwaukee Brave, Mullin, 66, has added a New York Met-looking a bit like a Little Leaguer but hustling along like a champion. And of course, says Mullin, "my favorite baseball team has got to be the Mets now. They are great, wonderful, exciting...
...Ford, General Motors' Chevrolet and Oldsmobile are also leaving their standard sedans basically intact, concentrating instead on sprucing up their sports and medium-sized models, Oldsmobile's F85 and Cutlass coupes, for example, have shorter rears and new, gently flowing roof lines. Similarly. Olds's Toronado has a more svelte appearance, thanks to a toning down of the overly sculpted "walls" that run along the tops of both front fenders...
Essayist Kronenberger is the coolest of U.S. society's critics; where others whack away with club and cutlass, Kronenberger sits back and throws darts, quietly but accurately. Among targets: "taste makers and pace setters" who, he believes, have failed to lead U.S. culture to greatness; the system that has seduced so many good writers and artists into working for corporations and their ad agencies, thus creating "a sort of debased intellectual class who, by way of their knowledge and skill, have become rather the writing hands of business, than outright businessmen"; and the great stress placed on the chap...
...following Stacton's tortuous meditations has its rare rewards. Without 400 pages of cutlass work, the invading Spanish are contemptuously summed up: "They knew nothing of navigation. That they left to the Portuguese. When there was something to shoot, they shot it. When there was nothing to shoot, they prayed." The author admires the doomed Mayas, the soft, proud, cruel, devious fanciers of blood sacrifices. It is a measure of his skill that he persuades the reader to admire them...