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...Communist lesson is that, by adopting a certain sort of military organization, a people can be reborn. on the military plane, this means doing away with "that headquarters ("bald, pot-bellied, fat-assed men, incapable of marching half a dozen miles without melting away in their own dishwater-like sweat, with like Franco and the fawning manners of Spanish Jesuits"), the broader effect is to reawaken appreciation of the very values the Communists were trying to destroy...
...power at forced draft. The policy was in part highly successful-until World War II, Japan was the only Asian nation that had never been colonized or dominated by a Western power-but it cost a grim price. Like Communist China today, prewar Japan built its strength on the sweat of its people, had no surplus to spare for decent living conditions...
Peter, 22 next week, scored even higher on Broadway when he opened this season in Blood, Sweat and Stanley Poole. The play was forgettable, but Peter-as a bright, engaging, neurotic soldier-was not. Warner Bros, is testing him for the part of John F. Kennedy in PT 109, and Producer Ross Hunter has signed him to a seven year contract. Their father is 56 and still busier than either of his offspring. Three more Henry Fonda films will soon be released (Advise and Consent, The Longest Day, How the West Was Won), and next week he opens on Broadway...
Beers & Drags. Last fall, the favorable reviews for his performance in Blood, Sweat and Stanley Poole gave him confidence. Three days later he got married. "Now I can stand on my own two feet," he says, "and disperse anybody who comes up to me and says, 'You are here because of who you are and not because of your talent.' " He also disperses a shower of eccentricities. He makes his own breakfast, tossing two bananas, three eggs, half a pint of milk and some Bosco into a Waring Blendor. He flies kites. He wears cowboy boots with...
Officials in boiled shirts clutched tape measures and struggled to look important. Skivvy-suited competitors sucked oranges, signed autographs and stretched stiff muscles with weird calisthenics. A brass band assaulted the night with Music to Run a Relay To. Over everything hovered the athletic aroma of sweat and oil of wintergreen. Then the 55th Millrose Games were on, and the 16,000 people packed into Madison Square Garden were given a night to remember...