Word: mouths
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Imagine the following scenario: With his wrists handcuffed behind his back, his legs bound tightly, his eyes blindfolded and his mouth gagged, John V. Lindsay is told he must rescue a drowning New York City (from the polluted Hudson no less). This comes close to describing the present situation. A more modern version of trial by fire cannot be found...
...millions of people, and its valuation is five times what it is now, and the wealth will be so great that you will find it difficult to know what to do with it? The day will, after all, have only twenty-four hours. Each man will have only one mouth, one pair of ears, and one pair of eyes. There will be more people?as many perhaps as the country can support?and the real question will be not about making more wealth or having more people, but whether the people will then be happier or better." Sixty years later...
Politics and government are simply inconceivable without the ubiquitous presence of rumor; it is a fixture of every state polity. In the form of trial balloons, rumors are deliberately lofted to survey popular sentiment. Before Gutenberg, word of mouth constituted man's principal means for exchanging knowledge, and it would be difficult to prove that modern instruments of communication have improved things much. If legend and myth are solidified rumor, so may be the printed picture and word-secondhand hearsay that is susceptible to the same kind of distortion that rumor undergoes in its journey from one willing...
...disaster. The movie fulfills them. Pookie (Liza Minnelli) is what used to be called, back in the dim and distant fifties, a kook. She does swell things like move in with her straight-arrow boy friend (Wendell Burton) while he is studying for his finals, puts tape across her mouth-'cause she's promised not to talk to him-and communicates with him by holding up signs. College is some bucolic wonderland where it is always fall, even in the depths of winter, and the students think that S.D.S. is some new kind of 3.2 beer. The Sterile...
...almost identical prints of a round faced artist sitting near a window. "Can you see the difference?" she asked the boy standing next to her. And showed him where a shadow of tightly woven lines crept over the side of the face in one print, softening the mouth and eyes. This conversation startled the carpeted gallery out of its silence. Businessmen, students and more ladies offered advice in distinguishing the difference between other apparently similar prints, exhibited around the room...