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...avoid revolution, wrote the father, or "expect to get shot. Mother and I will grieve, but we will gladly buy a dinner for the National Guardsman who shot you." More than 300 letters poured in to the Times, most of them attacking the doctor. Not far behind in reader response was a polemic by Roman Catholic Militant L. Brent Bozell, who provoked an outburst by arguing that birth control and abortion reduced sex to mutual masturbation...
...sense of style. The faultless hat is held over the faultless jacket over the faultless heart. All is stoic gallantry in a tradition that seems, at last, more correct than moving-a special kind of theater. And what is that exotic yet all too familiar sound in a reader's ear? Somewhere in the mythic South, where white pillars are carved with graffiti by Tennessee Williams, Margaret Leighton is warming up her Old Vic-Southern accent. Stand by, Hester...
Married to a Dutch baroness and the father of two grown children. Luns is a speed reader whose photographic memory enables him to absorb history and Foreign Ministry cables even as he is watching television. A member of the moderate Catholic People's Party, he makes little attempt to disguise his scorn for progressive Catholics within his party, and for leftists of any ilk. While looking at TV, he says, "I get up and leave when some leftist starts saving the whole world." Luns, who has served far longer in office than any other Western Foreign
Crossman's lèse-majesté evoked a swift and stormy-but divided-response. The Daily Mirror polled its readers, then announced that they had given "a resounding 'no' to the Queen's pay claim." From Manchester a reader wrote: "If we can't afford free milk for our kiddies, we can't afford any increase to a very wealthy family." But Conservative M.P. Sir Stephen McAdden introduced a motion in the Commons deploring the New Statesman article. The Times editorially tut-tutted Grossman's "gratuitously offensive manner." The difficulty is that...
Characteristically, the new volume is an elaborate paperchase. Within it, the actual chess puzzles, witty and elegant, throw an intentionally false scent. Nabokov nudges the reader shamelessly with a list of virtues that characterize chess problems "and all worthwhile art: originality, invention, conciseness, harmony, complexity, and splendid insincerity." Clearly the reader is supposed to pursue these clues and come to the conclusion that Nabokov approaches art as a sterile, chesslike intricacy. It is, however, a good general rule (discernible in the only good novel ever written about chess, Nabokov's The Defense), that chess has no relation to anything...