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...rodders' wives, G.M.'s Frigidaire division showed off a "kitchen of tomorrow." At the touch of a button, chopping boards and ovens swing into convenient reach, knives are practically handed to the cook. Cooking surfaces fold back into the wall when not in use, hard-to-reach shelves glide down to shoulder level at the touch of a hand, refrigerators automatically serve cold water, ice cubes or crushed ice. On one side of the kitchen there is a "home-planner's desk" with a TV set that can be tuned so the housewife can peer into...
...them referred to as the "so-called Constitutional Hall." Tickets were labeled "Admit One Anti-Communist." On hand were South Dakota's Republican Senator Karl Mundt, the hapless chairman of the Army-McCarthy hearings; John Maragon, convicted five-percenter, sporting an "I'm for Joe" button; Columnist Westbrook Pegler; and New York's ex-Congressman Ham Fish and Montana's ex-Senator Burton K. Wheeler, relics of another age. Throughout the rally, the vice commander of the Wall Street American Legion auxiliary proudly clutched an autographed picture of Roy Cohn...
...collection of paperback summaries and other people's notes on political theory, the one roommate for whom I have hope leaped to his feet. He announced to the scandalized grinds that he was off to photograph Debbie Reynolds, movie star and all that. Entranced, I slipped into an Oxford button-down, seized my sketchbook, and raced off to the Hasty Pudding, where they had the red carpet rolled all the way up to the Hayes-Bickford trash cans. Presently a thirty-foot Harvard limousine with flying bridge and machine guns drew unobtrusively to the curb, and a crowd of Metro...
...handy 'rosary-counter,' [which] has a small dial with all fifteen mysteries. A moving needle points, compass-like, to each bead (or number, in this case) as you click the handy little red plastic button. So you're interrupted. Look! The needle stays loyally on the elusive bead. Not a mystery is allowed to slip through your fingers anymore...
Blondie, Jack Lemmon her disinterested Dagwood. and everything goes phffft! one night because of the leer that crawls over Jack's face as he wallows through a whodunit, where it describes how "she began, one button at a time, to undo the front of her sweater . . ." Judy flounces off to get a divorce; Jack takes up bachelor quarters with a friend (Jack Carson...