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...round of appointments, spends most of his afternoons doing the essential staff work that the presidency requires, consistently shows his grasp of key principles and detail at Cabinet and top-level strategy meetings. Moreover, by delegating details, the President heads a well-oiled, relatively trouble-free Administration where the ripe feuds and conflicting policies of Truman-Roosevelt days are unheard of. White House staffers acknowledge that Ike has recently taken to his golf game with unprecedented passion. But staffers, caught under a snow of presidential memos, queries, conferences, phone calls and state visitors, quietly hope that Ike will find more...
...fortune. Mother was Margaret Dorner Connelley Watts, an ex-debutante turned saleslady (after two faded marriages) in a Manhattan East Side dress salon. Conventtrained Joanne was her only daughter (by husband No. 1), and only passport back to the glittering world of Manhattan society. Nine years ago Joanne, a ripe, 18-year-old beauty, began to see the same dazzling future that her mother saw, began to understand that a radiant smile and a certain passive sophistication (plus society friends) could conquer the social whirl...
...secret" speech, the ominously evocative word "Hungary" cropped up with a frequency which suggested it was much on the chairman's mind. Indicative of Mao's fears was his none-too-veiled reference to popular resistance to Chinese rule in Tibet: "Because conditions in Tibet are not ripe, democratic reforms have not yet been carried out there...
Citation: "One who could never say with Shakespeare's Duke of Kent, 'I am too old to learn,' he is still alertly learning at the age of 90. For 70 of these 90 years, he has been 'a scholar and a ripe and good one; exceeding wise, fair-spoken and persuading...
...daughter of Britain's pinko Pundit Konni Zilliacus, Laborite Member of Parliament. During her untrammeled childhood, when her father was with the League of Nations Secretariat in Geneva, Stella Zilliacus obviously kept her eyes open and the tape recorder of her memory turned on. Real names drop like ripe plums-Nehru, H. G. Wells, Anthony Eden, Bernard Shaw-and the fictional ones seem to be readily guessable. What emerges is a wickedly witty portrait of an atheistic, humanist household headed by a zealot father who devoutly believes that religion is "nothing but a means of maintaining injustice, corruption...