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...happened; it may never happen. But the two recent battles over Damansky Island have raised the specter of such an all-out war between the two giant Communist nations, and something like the above scenario must be haunting the generals in Moscow and Peking. Communist China's acting Chief of Mission in Geneva, Pi Hsien-Sheng, summed up China's view of Soviet policy last week by asking: "Yesterday Czechoslovakia, now Chen Pao. Who knows what country tomorrow?" For the moment, both countries have tightly controlled their responses to border clashes, and both have capitalized on the incidents...
...entire scenario, of course, is theoretical. Dr. Jerome Wiesner of M.I.T., who was John Kennedy's science adviser, notes that Sentinel is "untestable" under anything approaching simulated combat conditions. The warheads have been detonated in underground explosions, to be sure, and the missiles that carry them have been launched, but the 1963 nuclear Test-Ban Treaty prohibits nuclear explosions in space. Even without this veto, it would be fantastically difficult to stage a realistic war game featuring...
Social Realism as a form is tighter, more constrained, more artificial than the sonnet. It has only one scenario: the proletariat realizing its historical role. It has no hero except the proletariat itself. It has only one outcome, the triumph of workers. To a Marxist of course this is the scenario of history, so it is obviously valid and objective. Social Realism is in many ways more like a theorem than a complex work of art. It uses the postulates of a particular system of belief in order to deduce a proof that the original beliefs were valid...
...consider this scenario: The people are thrown together against their wills, trapped in colossal, modernistic buildings on a landscape devoid of trees. The lights are always lit. Pavement stretches everywhere. Cars and buses and trains and aircraft are useless; there is no way out. No darkness. No silence. No beds. No escape from an endless series of broadcast announcements, no avoiding the silly, circular games of other people's children. There are queues for food, queues for asking questions, queues for liquor-and finally queues for nothing, because there is nothing left. Then there is only boredom...
Packaged and Shipped. Perhaps it will all begin with a simple and foreseeable act of God-say a heavy snowstorm in New York City. There, last week, at the world's largest international airport, the scenario came true. Even at its best, an airport terminal seems inhuman-a monstrous machine disguised as a building and designed to process people and baggage. To the machine, there is no difference between men, women, children, suitcases, pets. All are collected, screened according to route, classified by status, divided into units of the right size, packaged in aircraft-and shipped. When 17 inches...