Handwriting Is Civilization's Casual Encephalogram.

Over The Years, He [everett Dirksen] Developed A Style Of Infinitely Subtle Fustian, Whose Effect Can Still Be Remotely Approximated By Sipping Twelve-year-old Bourbon, Straight, While Reading Dickens Aloud, In A Sort Of Sepulchral Purr.

When Man Sends Colonies Into Space, He Will Be Able To Mount Moveable, Sun-reflecting Mirrors To Simulate Rhythms Of Day And Night And Even The Terrestial Seasons...but He Doubtless Will Follow The Longstanding American Habit Of Thinking That Outer Space Should, As Much As Possible, Resemble Southern California.

The Television Anchorman Dan Rather Turns Up In Rag-top Native Drag In Afghanistan, The Surrogate Of Our Culture With His Camera Crew, Intrepid As Sir Richard Burton Sneaking Into Mecca.

As They Marched, The Crowds Lining The Route Broke Into Applause, A Sweet And Deeply Felt Spontaneous Pattering That Was A Sort Of Communal Embrace. Welcome Home.

Would It Be Anything Like A Literary Disaster If Gore Vidal Were To Fall Silent? Easy. No. In Fact, There Is Something To Be Said For The Idea.