I HAD, AS A YOUNGSTER in Montreal, been active in the Labor-Zionist movement. At the time, we all intended to emigrate to Israel. Only a few actually got to Eretz, but now that I was there at last — if only on a visit — I hoped to find out what I could about them.
I WAS LIKE du Bellay's lamb that has strayed from the fold: remember that when I first left Russia I was less than eighteen years old. I asked everyone to explain what was happening, but the answer was always the same: "No one knows." I tried to start long conversations about Russia's mission, the rottenness of the West, and Dostoyevsky, but people had other things to think about: instead of talking, they only swore and cursed.
FOR SEVERAL MILLION North Americans the most exciting scientific news of the last eighteen months has involved nothing nearly so highflying or remote as astronauts or Telstar. Its hero is no Yuri Gagarin or John Glenn, but a middle-aged obstetrician from Brooklyn, New York.
TEN YEARS AGO, scarcely more than a decade after scientists had discovered the chain reaction. much of the world was forecasting a quick, overwhelming Atomic Age. Soon we would he living in an atom-fired world: ships, airplanes and even cars running on nuclear fuels; nuclear energy extracting oil from tar sands and salt from sea water, keeping rivers unfrozen and houses warm.
Other credits: words by Miss Templeton, costumes by Miss Templeton, and the four basic female shapes by Miss Templeton A fat particle is a small mean blob. At least one fat particle is wandering around in your blood stream right now. If this worries you, remember, it got there because you ate it.
HENRY MILLER’S BOOKS create an embarrassing problem for people who oppose literary censorship. Miller is now the focus of the censorship issue in North America, and to some extent he is the hero of the anti-censorship forces. But he is not, by any means, the most comfortable hero we might have chosen.
IF COMMONWEALTH PRIME MINISTERS are looking for something to talk about (since they've obviously nothing new to tell each other on the Common Market) they might do worse than exchange advice on the care and feeding of parliament. Not merely advice from the Old Commonwealth to the new against such innovations as jailing the opposition or deifying the prime minister, Caesar-fashion—wholesome though it might be.
MAN, A JOHNNY-COME-LATELY to this earth, has evolved in a record 2,000,000 years or so from a slouching, apelike creature just capable of picking up a pointed stone, to a handsome, smiling astronaut capable of orbiting the earth three times before lunch and understanding a device powerful enough to unloosen our Van Allen belt before most of us even knew we had one.
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