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...theaters: Ergo, a wacky expressionist exercise by Austrian Writer Jakov Lind; In Circles, an aptly named circular play by Gertrude Stein set to circular music by Al Carmines; Iphigenia in Aulis, a Euripedean antiwar drama that has lost little of its force through the centuries; The Indian Wants The Bronx, Israel Horovitz's study of the savagery that can lurk on any street; Your Own Thing, a marvelously modern, inventive and sophisticated rock version of Twelfth Night...
...when Pius XII named him Archbishop of New York in 1939. Cooke, who has both a warm Irish wit and an M.A. in social work, is regarded in church circles as a prelate whose style and approach will not differ strikingly from those of his predecessor. Reared in The Bronx, the son of Irish immigrants (his father was a chauffeur and construction worker), Cooke was ordained to the priesthood in 1945. In 1957, Spellman chose him to be his secretary. In 1965, after several rapid promotions, he became vicar general of the archdiocese, acting as Spellman's administrative deputy...
...cases, most involving personal injury suits according to the New York Times, awaiting action in the State Supreme Court. This led to intolerable delays in the processing of criminal trials as well. In December 1967, the Presiding Judge of the Appellate Division announced he was suspending civil trials in Bronx County for at least the month of January. In a forthcoming study Howard James reports that there is a current backlog in Texas of more than 212,000 civil cases...
...INDIAN WANTS THE BRONX. A new and gifted playwright, Israel Horovitz, has taken the tiger of violence that prowls the New York streets. and released it on the stage with terrifying veracity as two young punks savage an East Indian...
Many aren't even opposed to the war. Service was a hurdle that Montreal got them around. "What the hell," said one nineteen-year-old from the Bronx, "I got my notice one day in the mail and went to a bar to have a drink before I went. There was a guy there just back from Vietnam: two wooden arms, two wooden legs, and no disability payments. 'What's in it for me?' I said to myself and caught the next bus for here. I would have gone except Canada's where it's at and the Army wasn...