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However, it is possible that Massachusetts District Attorney Edmund Dinis will range farther to investigate where Kennedy and Mary Jo were going, why the accident went unreported for so long and whether, as Columnist Jack Anderson has claimed, Kennedy at first weighed letting his cousin, Joe Gargan, "take the rap," If that is Dinis' purpose, there is an easier way to go about it than an inquest. Dinis could charge Kennedy and all his associates that night, both partygoers and advisers after the tragedy, with "conspiracy to present a false statement." Such a charge requires a grand jury...
...showing himself at the motel at 2:25. Both Gargan and Kennedy immediately said that the story is false. Another rumor had it that Gargan was indeed driving the car, but everyone who has known the Kennedys agreed that it would be more likely for Joey to take the rap for Ted than the other way around...
...judgments on recent social and intellectual history surprising. I don't think it is because she ever resorts to the hackneyed or the cliched. Rather, we, like Martha, have become supremely conscious of events around us. It is the price one pays for attending all those ever-so-serious "rap sessions." And so Mrs. Lessing can be enthusiastically read for the confirmation she often gives to one's own opinions as well as for the general clarity with which she treats those few areas in which our opinions might not yet be formed...
Bedeviled Minds. With the single exception of Nicholson, Easy Rider's authentic force resides not in its professional but its amateur performances. Filming throughout the Southwest, first-time Director Hopper let the townspeople "rap" as they pleased, then caught them on camera. The result is a harrowing gallery of American primitives, from mindless high-school girls to the redneck truck drivers who case the cyclists' long hair and ad-lib: "Looks like refugees from some gorilla love-in . . . We ought to mate 'em up with . . . black wenches. That...
...felt that the painful jolt of the occupation might have the power to open people's lives, I could have stayed. But the enjoyment of the jolt itself, the aesthetic pleasure of rebellion, is a horrifwing thought. For it is unanswerable; there is no return. The Faculty can rap on love and the Corporation can let the poor clip its coupons, all to no avail. Grant what concession you will, unless you turn American society upside-down and free the consciousness from the tyranny of the corporate state--and maybe even after all that--there is no answer...