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...night and hide by day. But there was no time for that; the allies' round-the-clock artillery gave them no peace. When the Chinese moved in the open by day, the airplanes hit them. The retreat, which had been orderly at first, began to grow panic-stricken and disordered. Some Chinese truck drivers were in such frantic hurry to get away from the planes that they ran down their own men on the roads...
...keen ear for its talk. In his study of Arky's misplaced loyalty, he even tries to find some human motive behind the squalor of his story. In the search, he overdoes the idea that most of Arky's hoodlum ways can be explained by a poverty-stricken boyhood. Otherwise, the book is almost as unsentimental as Frank Costello on television...
...attitude toward immortality. The Jews, says Rabbi Bernstein, have never agreed on what happens after death, though most of them in recent centuries have recited the Credo of Maimonides, the great 12th Century physician-philosopher who believed in the physical resurrection of the dead. "But the hearts of many stricken Jews have also echoed the lament of Job: 'As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away, so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.' It is growing harder for modern Jews to believe in physical resurrection. This probably accounts for the increasing trend...
Chemist Duisberg had begun his own experiments with the creosote bush (Larrea divaricata), an acrid, sticky evergreen that thrives in millions of acres of drought-stricken wasteland. Last winter, using a distilling apparatus made from junkheap parts, Duisberg showed how to turn the hardy bush into a palatable stock feed.* With one byproduct already available to increase the margin of profit (nordihydroguaiaretic acid, a fat preservative that brings $35 a lb.), he managed to develop another: a quick-drying varnish that is almost certain to be salable. Other promising plants on Duisberg's list...
Ever since Jean-Jacques Rousseau set the style with his gloom-drenched Confessions, it has been widely taken for granted that no autobiography is really honest unless it is unremittingly conscience-stricken. When a poet such as Britain's Stephen Spender prefaces the story of his life with the statement: "I have tried to be as truthful as I can," readers can be pretty sure that the author is going to whip himself naked through the streets at the tail...