The Real 1960s Began On The Afternoon

The Kiss Is A Wordless Articulation Of Desire Whose Object Lies In The Future, And Somewhat To The South.

Religious Hatreds Tend To Be Merciless And Absolute.

As American Productivity, Once The Exuberant Engine Of National Wealth, Has Dipped To An Embarrassingly Uncompetitive Low, Americans Have Shaken Their Heads: The Country's Old Work Ethic Is Dead.

The Jumbo Jet Is The Airborne Equivalent Of The Interstate Highway...one Might As Well Be Stuffed Into A Cartridge And Shot Through A Pneumatic Tube, Like Interoffice Mail.

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.