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Robert Rauschenberg, "Trophy II (for Teeny and Marcel Duchamp)" - 1960. &lt;br /&gt;
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From 1959 to 1962, Robert Rauschenberg created a series of "Trophies," highly personal combines dedicated to those artists who had most influenced him. In "Trophy II (for Teeny and Marcel Duchamp)," he repurposed a seven-panel white painting, inbuing it with vibrant color, aseemblage, and references to Duchamp and his wife, Teeny. The left-hand panel refers to Teeny with its inovcation of letters T and Y, while the right-hand panel is a stand-in for Duchamp and includes an aluminum sheet in an oblique reference to the reflective surface of &lt;i&gt;The Large Glass&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Walker Art Center in Minneapolis &lt;a href="http://collections.walkerart.org/item/object/328"&gt;owns this 1960 piece&lt;/a&gt;. I saw it at the Rauschenberg/Cage/Duchamp/Cunningham show at the Philadelphia Museum of Art in late December 2012.&lt;br /&gt;
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 carrying all before it, it is on everyone's lips and in their heads."&lt;br /&gt;
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In an undated letter (from around 1960) Kenneth Koch wrote to Ashbery to
 say that of all the poems Ashbery was sending over rrom Paris, poems 
which were to form &lt;i&gt;The Tennis Court Oath&lt;/i&gt;, "Europe" was the most 
influential. Koch desperately says of this piece, "I can't seem to do 
what you do. Huh! All I want to do is imitate you" (letter dated January
 25, 1960).&lt;br /&gt;
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On January 7, 1960, O'Hara says of the "long poem" ("Europe"): it is "the most striking thing since The Waste Land."
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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDCx8aItuxk/T1gQ__eBYxI/AAAAAAAARp4/LFsfgkHDtTw/s400/Screen%2BShot%2B2012-03-07%2Bat%2B8.52.33%2BPM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717338418502001426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brion Gysin records in 1960.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/QP6O9fOgLsU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/1679184296256433412?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/1679184296256433412?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/QP6O9fOgLsU/brion-gysin.html" title="Brion Gysin" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDCx8aItuxk/T1gQ__eBYxI/AAAAAAAARp4/LFsfgkHDtTw/s72-c/Screen%2BShot%2B2012-03-07%2Bat%2B8.52.33%2BPM.png" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2012/03/brion-gysin.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4HQng7eCp7ImA9WhVSEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-6401965476902493133</id><published>2012-03-06T11:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-06T11:22:13.600-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-06T11:22:13.600-05:00</app:edited><title>1960 materials at UbuWeb</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vir5Bg6Ig64/T1Y5n6guxTI/AAAAAAAARpg/rKJKkDHD0zk/s1600/Star-Spangled-to-Death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vir5Bg6Ig64/T1Y5n6guxTI/AAAAAAAARpg/rKJKkDHD0zk/s400/Star-Spangled-to-Death.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716820134877644082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FILMS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iannis Xenakis, NEG-ALE (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Cioni Carpi, Punto e contrapunto (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Joseph Cornell, Gnir Rednow (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Ed van der Eisken, Handen (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Stan VanDerBeek, Achooo Mr. Kerrooschev (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Stan VanDerBeek, The Smiling Workman (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Stan VanDerBeek, Blacks and Whites, Days and Nights (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Stan VanDerBeek, Skullduggery Part II (1960-1961) &lt;br /&gt;Harry Smith, Heaven and Earth Magic (1950-1960) &lt;br /&gt;Alexander Kluge, Brutality in Stone (1960)&lt;br /&gt;Norman McLaren and Evelyn Lambart, Lines: Vertical (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Richard Myers, The Path (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Nobuhiko Obayashi, Dandanko (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Nobuhiko Obayashi, E no Naka no Shouja  (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Ken Jacobs, Little Stabs at Happiness (1969) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TEXT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustav Metzger,  Auto-Destructive Art Manifesto (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Jose Lino Grunewald, aromamora; falo; sempre ceder (all 1960)&lt;br /&gt;Friedrich Achleitner, o-i-study; ouch; alas! (all 1960)&lt;br /&gt;John Cage, Tacet (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Louis Zukofsky, Julia's Wild (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Eugen Gomringer, The Poem as Functional Object (1960) &lt;br /&gt;Luis Bunuel, A Statement (1960) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOUND&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Files in History of Electronic/Electroacoustic Music (1937-2001)&lt;br /&gt;Berio, Luciano - "Momenti" (1960)&lt;br /&gt;Clementi, Aldo - "Collage II" (1960)&lt;br /&gt;Kagel, Maurizio - "Transicion I" (1958-1960)&lt;br /&gt;Maderna, Bruno - "Dimensioni II (Invenzione su una Voce)" (1960)&lt;br /&gt;Mathews, Max - "Numerology" (1960)&lt;br /&gt;Nono, Luigi - "Omaggio a Emilio Vedova" (1960)&lt;br /&gt;Pousseur, Henri - "Electre" (1960)&lt;br /&gt;Xenakis, Iannis - "Orient-Occident" (1960)&lt;br /&gt;Stockhausen, Karlheinz - "Kontakte" (1958-1960)&lt;br /&gt;Brion Gysin, Mektoub: Recordings 1960-1981 Link&lt;br /&gt;Salvador Dali, Salvador Dali Speaks &lt;br /&gt;Richard Maxfield, Pastoral Symphony and Amazing Grace&lt;br /&gt;William Carlos Williams, Interviews with Walter Sutton, Recorded October 11 &amp; 20; November 3 &amp; 15, 1960&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: early photograph of Ken Jacobs.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/KM30kWQY8Tg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/6401965476902493133?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/6401965476902493133?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/KM30kWQY8Tg/1960-materials-at-ubuweb.html" title="1960 materials at UbuWeb" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vir5Bg6Ig64/T1Y5n6guxTI/AAAAAAAARpg/rKJKkDHD0zk/s72-c/Star-Spangled-to-Death.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2012/03/1960-materials-at-ubuweb.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8DQHozfCp7ImA9WhRUFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-1579572286575675531</id><published>2012-01-27T12:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T12:54:31.484-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-27T12:54:31.484-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anne Sexton" /><title>Anne Sexton, 1960</title><content type="html">&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UfvS_fgbuDI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Sexton in 1960. This biographical profile on YouTube includes several poems she read in (or is it that they were published in) 1960. The first poem is "Her Kind."&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/3e2Zg7Ddlrw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/1579572286575675531?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/1579572286575675531?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/3e2Zg7Ddlrw/anne-sexton-1960.html" title="Anne Sexton, 1960" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/UfvS_fgbuDI/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2012/01/anne-sexton-1960.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IHSHo6fyp7ImA9WhRQFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-1959047978289133475</id><published>2011-12-11T19:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T19:25:39.417-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-11T19:25:39.417-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jerome Rothenberg" /><title>Jerome Rothenberg: The real revolution is tragic</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rg10S6etHhQ/TuVJyE5qHAI/AAAAAAAART8/c5N7eN9FiGo/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rg10S6etHhQ/TuVJyE5qHAI/AAAAAAAART8/c5N7eN9FiGo/s400/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685031229282982914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To read this short essay on Jerome Rothenberg in 1960, click &lt;a href=http://jacket2.org/article/jerome-rothenberg-real-revolution-tragic&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/FCk-qRUi7w0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/1959047978289133475?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/1959047978289133475?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/FCk-qRUi7w0/jerome-rothenberg-real-revolution-is.html" title="Jerome Rothenberg: The real revolution is tragic" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rg10S6etHhQ/TuVJyE5qHAI/AAAAAAAART8/c5N7eN9FiGo/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2011/12/jerome-rothenberg-real-revolution-is.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMDQXg8eSp7ImA9WhRSFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-4449567223439968849</id><published>2011-11-17T17:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T17:54:30.671-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-17T17:54:30.671-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holocaust" /><title>Nazis in the bookstore, 1960</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YVKdc_qDB8I/TsWQWfo8SHI/AAAAAAAARRo/ktD1OuYzBsI/s1600/1960%2Bspate%2Bof%2BNazi%2Bbooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YVKdc_qDB8I/TsWQWfo8SHI/AAAAAAAARRo/ktD1OuYzBsI/s400/1960%2Bspate%2Bof%2BNazi%2Bbooks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676101621495122034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This drawing illustrates an article published in a 1960 issue of the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; about the republication that year of &lt;i&gt;Mein Kamp&lt;/i&gt; and the spate just then of books about the Nazis. What's a bookstore shopper to do?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/2NRWw96npdQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/4449567223439968849?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/4449567223439968849?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/2NRWw96npdQ/nazis-in-bookstore-1960.html" title="Nazis in the bookstore, 1960" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YVKdc_qDB8I/TsWQWfo8SHI/AAAAAAAARRo/ktD1OuYzBsI/s72-c/1960%2Bspate%2Bof%2BNazi%2Bbooks.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2011/11/nazis-in-bookstore-1960.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQDRn4zcCp7ImA9WhdXGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-8089599802912548817</id><published>2011-09-02T11:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T11:29:37.088-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-02T11:29:37.088-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="architecture" /><title>visionary architecture at MoMA</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yl8hhT6CpkI/TmD2M-s8SPI/AAAAAAAARKU/aXnPKJRrxoM/s1600/Picture%2B2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yl8hhT6CpkI/TmD2M-s8SPI/AAAAAAAARKU/aXnPKJRrxoM/s400/Picture%2B2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647784635572963570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click &lt;a href=https://jacket2.org/commentary/visionary-architecture-1960&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more on the fall 1960 MoMA show called "Visionary Architecture."
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/gQWQkwLBJzo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/8089599802912548817?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/8089599802912548817?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/gQWQkwLBJzo/visionary-architecture-at-moma.html" title="visionary architecture at MoMA" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yl8hhT6CpkI/TmD2M-s8SPI/AAAAAAAARKU/aXnPKJRrxoM/s72-c/Picture%2B2.png" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2011/09/visionary-architecture-at-moma.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEEQXY6fCp7ImA9Wx9UFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-2746848608833467198</id><published>2011-02-11T08:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T08:56:40.814-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-11T08:56:40.814-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pataphysics" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Evergreen Review" /><title>pataphysics</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EL3fAxbtFIo/TVVACBVTSoI/AAAAAAAAQmY/4qKOApLAK6M/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EL3fAxbtFIo/TVVACBVTSoI/AAAAAAAAQmY/4qKOApLAK6M/s400/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572430517402552962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The May-June 1960 issue of &lt;i&gt;The Evergreen Review&lt;/i&gt; was devoted to pataphysics. It was edited by Roger Shattuck and Simon Watson Taylor.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/-KpmpBBrGIY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/2746848608833467198?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/2746848608833467198?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/-KpmpBBrGIY/pataphysics.html" title="pataphysics" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EL3fAxbtFIo/TVVACBVTSoI/AAAAAAAAQmY/4qKOApLAK6M/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2011/02/pataphysics.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MDSXszfCp7ImA9Wx9aFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-1606650841621627628</id><published>2011-01-30T08:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T08:51:18.584-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-06T08:51:18.584-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cubism" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="language" /><title>"Cubism" peaked in 1960</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TUVj7knVyJI/AAAAAAAAQjI/MyyqAWEs374/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TUVj7knVyJI/AAAAAAAAQjI/MyyqAWEs374/s400/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567966389405599890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;According to Google Labs' fairly new "Books Ngam &lt;a href=http://ngrams.googlelabs.com/&gt;Viewer&lt;/a&gt;," which tracks usage of words and phrases in all the books Google has scanned dating from 1800 through 2000, the use of the word "Cubism" (and closely varients) peaked in 1960. Click on the image for a larger view.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/LsHMM81U-hA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/1606650841621627628?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/1606650841621627628?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/LsHMM81U-hA/cubism-peaked-in-1960.html" title="&quot;Cubism&quot; peaked in 1960" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TUVj7knVyJI/AAAAAAAAQjI/MyyqAWEs374/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2011/01/cubism-peaked-in-1960.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MHQ3YyeCp7ImA9Wx9VEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-1327880453008857535</id><published>2011-01-25T21:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T21:37:12.890-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-25T21:37:12.890-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="space travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Manfred Climes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nathan Kline" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cyborgs" /><title>cyborgs and space</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TT-IOs1ruOI/AAAAAAAAQfM/yVJb6Ker1lk/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TT-IOs1ruOI/AAAAAAAAQfM/yVJb6Ker1lk/s320/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566317450589092066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Manfred Clymes and Nathan Kline co-wrote an essay called "Cyborgs and Space" and published it in &lt;i&gt;Astronautics&lt;/i&gt; in 1960. Here's the subtitle-ish lead: "Altering man's bodily functions to meet the requirements of extraterrestrial environments would be more logical than providing an earthly environment for him in space... Artifact-organism systems would extend man's unconscious, self-regulatory controls." &lt;a href=http://media.sas.upenn.edu/afilreis/1960/cyborgs-and-space-1960.pdf&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a link to the article.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/OCd-kkDkra8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/1327880453008857535?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/1327880453008857535?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/OCd-kkDkra8/cyborgs-and-space.html" title="cyborgs and space" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TT-IOs1ruOI/AAAAAAAAQfM/yVJb6Ker1lk/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2011/01/cyborgs-and-space.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUMR3YzcCp7ImA9Wx9WGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-4473104032406777904</id><published>2011-01-24T10:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T10:18:06.888-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-24T10:18:06.888-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Josephine Herbst" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Delmore Schwartz" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Cheever" /><title>a cat named Delmore</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TT2YG0hYXMI/AAAAAAAAQfE/y_s0cZqZDjs/s1600/herbstjosephine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TT2YG0hYXMI/AAAAAAAAQfE/y_s0cZqZDjs/s200/herbstjosephine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565771957445090498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunch one day in 1960, Josephine Herbst gave John Cheever a gift: a cat named Delmore. (Source: Susan Cheever, &lt;i&gt;Home Before Dark&lt;/i&gt;, p. 144.)&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/gvoKP06fP-I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/4473104032406777904?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/4473104032406777904?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/gvoKP06fP-I/cat-named-delmore.html" title="a cat named Delmore" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TT2YG0hYXMI/AAAAAAAAQfE/y_s0cZqZDjs/s72-c/herbstjosephine.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2011/01/cat-named-delmore.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYDSXc5fCp7ImA9Wx9WF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-2101678801567795722</id><published>2011-01-23T08:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T08:42:58.924-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-23T08:42:58.924-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John F. Kennedy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Robert Frost" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="presidential election" /><title>Frost 50 years later (early '61)</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TTwwEVCY0GI/AAAAAAAAQd0/rICMFwI2qo0/s1600/Robert%2BFrost%2Bat%2BJFK%2Binauguration-thumb-296x222-60447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TTwwEVCY0GI/AAAAAAAAQd0/rICMFwI2qo0/s320/Robert%2BFrost%2Bat%2BJFK%2Binauguration-thumb-296x222-60447.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565376090447859810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From a &lt;i&gt;New Yorker&lt;/i&gt;-affiliated blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 20, 2011&lt;br /&gt;Robert Frost and J.F.K., Fifty Years Later&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Ian Crouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Frost at JFK inauguration.jpgIt was a bright and blustery day in Washington fifty years ago today for the inauguration of John F. Kennedy. An old newsreel reporting the day’s events notes that the city was recovering from a blizzard and that “battalions of snow fighters kept Pennsylvania Avenue clear for the swearing-in ceremony.” That earnest footage also communicates the enthusiasm that accompanied the event for many in the country. It was “the smoothest transition of power in history” from Eisenhower to Kennedy, the newsreader informs us. Nixon, recently defeated, even manages to smile brightly. Yet it was a new day, a new age: Kennedy was, at forty-three, then the youngest President and the first born in the twentieth century. (The past, though, had not been completely thrown off, judging by the top hats that Eisenhower and Kennedy wore to some of the festivities.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anniversary marks Kennedy’s brief but era-defining inauguration address, but it also marks another coming together of custom and modernity, of the past and the future: the eighty-six-year-old Robert Frost reciting “The Gift Outright,” which ends with the lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Such as we were we gave ourselves outright&lt;br /&gt;    (The deed of gift was many deeds of war)&lt;br /&gt;    To the land vaguely realizing westward,&lt;br /&gt;    But still unstoried, artless, unenhanced,&lt;br /&gt;    Such as she was, such as she would become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frost was born in another century, and would die a little more than two years later. Photographs from the event show him stooped and braced against the weather: the wind and glare that day prevented him from reading his poem, “Dedication,” so he recited “The Gift Outright” instead, the Washington Post remembered this week. In a way, Frost’s appearance seems as incongruous as those top hats; I remember as a kid being shocked that Frost and Kennedy could have ever met, let alone have shared a stage. To my younger mind, any poet as famous as Frost must have been a contemporary of Hawthorne’s or something, from another time completely. Not so, of course, but I’ve not entirely shaken the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swearing-in of a new President has produced notable work from other writers. There’s Jonathan Franzen’s exceedingly fine and sad essay, “Inauguration Day, January 2001,” which is collected in “How to be Alone.” Franzen’s title alludes to Robert Lowell’s “Inauguration Day, January 1953,” a somber mood piece out of New York, another city locked in winter’s cold grip, with its eyes glancing toward Washington and Eisenhower:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Ice, ice. Our wheels no longer move.&lt;br /&gt;    Look, the fixed stars, all just alike&lt;br /&gt;    as lack-land atoms, split apart,&lt;br /&gt;    and the Republic summons Ike,&lt;br /&gt;    the mausoleum in her heart.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/bX43D7LAZzw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/2101678801567795722?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/2101678801567795722?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/bX43D7LAZzw/frost-50-years-later-early-61.html" title="Frost 50 years later (early '61)" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TTwwEVCY0GI/AAAAAAAAQd0/rICMFwI2qo0/s72-c/Robert%2BFrost%2Bat%2BJFK%2Binauguration-thumb-296x222-60447.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2011/01/frost-50-years-later-early-61.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYMSHo4eip7ImA9Wx9XFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-3243075177847864920</id><published>2011-01-07T18:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T18:33:09.432-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-07T18:33:09.432-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ed Dorn" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Charles Olson" /><title>Dorn on Olson in '60</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TSeij-mTB6I/AAAAAAAAQXw/uMbqOa8m-fQ/s1600/Picture%2B3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TSeij-mTB6I/AAAAAAAAQXw/uMbqOa8m-fQ/s400/Picture%2B3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559591003994916770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd like to own a copy of this book. If anyone knows how I can get a copy, please email me at afilreis [at] gmail.com. Thanks!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/luv-FDe5jvE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/3243075177847864920?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/3243075177847864920?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/luv-FDe5jvE/dorn-on-olson-in-60.html" title="Dorn on Olson in '60" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TSeij-mTB6I/AAAAAAAAQXw/uMbqOa8m-fQ/s72-c/Picture%2B3.png" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2011/01/dorn-on-olson-in-60.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8ARnY8fSp7ImA9Wx9XFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-2440362549796999506</id><published>2011-01-07T18:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T18:27:27.875-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-07T18:27:27.875-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="YouTube" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jazz" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kenneth Patchen" /><title>Kenneth Patchen in 1960</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aLpCgttitwQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aLpCgttitwQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="370" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/-a_FP7KwikI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/2440362549796999506?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/2440362549796999506?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/-a_FP7KwikI/kenneth-patchen-in-1960.html" title="Kenneth Patchen in 1960" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2011/01/kenneth-patchen-in-1960.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYASXwyeCp7ImA9Wx9XE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-3878185852494073732</id><published>2011-01-06T14:17:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T14:45:48.290-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-06T14:45:48.290-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anticommunism" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="communism" /><title>charting use of the term "communism" in books</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TSYVWVWvagI/AAAAAAAAQXI/2dtaiQXai-E/s1600/Picture%2B2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TSYVWVWvagI/AAAAAAAAQXI/2dtaiQXai-E/s400/Picture%2B2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559154263469287938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a chart showing the use of the word "communism" in all the books that Google has scanned for its GoogleBooks collection. As a student of 1960 and of American communism/anticommunism, I'm really not surprised that usage of the word "communism" was still on the rise in 1960--that it peaked around then, just after that year. Maybe this merely says that writers take a while to incorporate words into formal writing ("book writing") and that actual use (orally and in print journalism) peaked during the heyday of McCarthyism (1949-1954) but found its way into books a little later. Such charts are merely suggestive, anyway, and are hardly definitive. The chart is hard to see, so just click on it for a larger view. Look closely and you'll discern a little dip during the several World War II years when the U.S. and the Soviet Union were allies. Perhaps the term "brothers" was more in use then. Another little downward turn at the end of the 1950s and then up up up in the late 50s and early 60s. Another bump up during the Reagan years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slate's weekly "culture gabfest" &lt;a href=http://www.slate.com/id/2279564/&gt;discussed this&lt;/a&gt; new little feature provided by Google, which Steve Metcalf expressing reasonable doubts about its effect on the humanities. I'm with him, but feel pretty sure that (a) I won't give up nuanced close reading of the words (e.g. each slightly distinct rhetorical use of the word "communism" in 1960) and (b) I won't--because one can't--draw any definitive conclusions from the charting. Nonetheless, the chart above does tell some kind of story. That peak circa '60 does seem significant. Time, then, for more reading....&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/5q9EoCHdPNw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/3878185852494073732?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/3878185852494073732?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/5q9EoCHdPNw/charting-use-of-term-communism-in-books.html" title="charting use of the term &quot;communism&quot; in books" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TSYVWVWvagI/AAAAAAAAQXI/2dtaiQXai-E/s72-c/Picture%2B2.png" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2011/01/charting-use-of-term-communism-in-books.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYEQno8eyp7ImA9Wx9RFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-7892624060223980345</id><published>2010-12-18T12:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T12:08:23.473-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-18T12:08:23.473-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brooklyn" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="air travel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="white flight" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New York life" /><title>two planes collide over Park Slope</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TQzqVylzdyI/AAAAAAAAQQg/vjOH_Y96o7s/s1600/Picture%2B2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TQzqVylzdyI/AAAAAAAAQQg/vjOH_Y96o7s/s400/Picture%2B2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552070100719466274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reporters at the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt; have spent a lot of time lately &lt;a href=http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/12/15/park-slope-plane-crash-the-lingering-scars/&gt;re-reporting&lt;/a&gt; the crash of two commercial flights over the Park Slope neighborhood of Brooklyn, NY. They've discovered some (obvious) big changes in the way such disasters are covered by the media, but they've also unearthed a slice-of-history sense of how such a neighborhood was enduring a "transition" (white flight) and how newspapers tended to ignore the social background.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/LI8pI4xbBL0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/7892624060223980345?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/7892624060223980345?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/LI8pI4xbBL0/two-planes-collide-over-park-slope.html" title="two planes collide over Park Slope" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TQzqVylzdyI/AAAAAAAAQQg/vjOH_Y96o7s/s72-c/Picture%2B2.png" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2010/12/two-planes-collide-over-park-slope.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAMRXwyfCp7ImA9Wx9RFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-6446685942723104862</id><published>2010-12-18T08:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T08:09:44.294-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-18T08:09:44.294-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Daniel Bell" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anticommunism" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1950s" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="endofideology" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1930s" /><title>Daniel Bell</title><content type="html">In Daniel Bell's &lt;i&gt;The End of Ideology&lt;/i&gt; (1960) he waits until the epilogue to deal the final death blow to the 1930s. Much of the book implicitly denigrates the "chiliastic" passions and utopianism of intellectuals of that decade. The fifties and, he predicts, the 1960s will be a quiet time or moderated passions and adult choices, compromise and centrism. Here, below, are the first paragraphs of a subsection of the epilogue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Loss of Innocence in the Thirties&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR A SMALL GROUP, the thirties have a special meaning. These are the individuals who went through the radical movement and who bear, as on invisible frontlets, the stamp of those years on their foreheads. The number is small. Of the four million college and high-school youths, less than twenty thousand, or one-half of one per cent, took part in radical activity. But, like the drop of dye that suffuses the cloth, this number gave the decade its coloration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A radical is a prodigal son. For him, the world is a strange place whose contours have to be explored according to one's destiny. He may eventually return to the house of his elders, but the return is by choice, and not, as of those who stayed behind, of unblinking filial obedience. A resilient society, like a wise parent, understands this ritual, and, in meeting the challenge to tradition, grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the thirties, the fissures were too deep. Seemingly, there was no home to return to. One could only march forward. Everybody seemed to be tramping, tramping, tramping. Marching, Marching was the title of a prize-winning proletarian novel. There were parades, picketing, protests, farm holidays, and even a general strike in San Francisco. There was also a new man, the Communist. Not just the radical--always alien, always testing, yet open in his aims -- but a hidden soldier in a war against society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few short years, the excitement evaporated. The labor movement grew fat and bureaucratized. The political intellectuals became absorbed into the New Deal. The papier-mache proletarian novelists went on to become Hollywood hacks. And yet it is only by understanding the fate of the prodigal sons and the Communists that one can understand the loss of innocence that is America's distinctive experience of the thirties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murray Kempton, in his book Part of Our Time, has looked at the small band who dreamed, and who--because of having a dream "possessed no more of doubting"--sought to impress that dream into action. But in action, one defies one's character. In some, the iron became brittle, in some it became hard; others cast the iron away, and still others were crushed. In the end, almost all had lost the dream and the world was only doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story opens, naturally enough, with Alger Hiss and Whittaker Chambers. Kempton retells the familiar story, but with a special nuance. What united the strange pair was their symbiotic relation to Baltimore, a mildewed city which was Kempton's home and whose musty character he captures so well. Hiss, from a shabby, genteel Baltimore family, fled its faded elegance to meet Chambers, the tortured man from the underground, who settled gratefully into its Victorian dust. Each found, in the secret craving of the other, the lives they were rejecting, until, locked in defeat, they both sank beneath the waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story spreads out and touches on the writers attracted by the myth of the revolutionary collective, the "rebel girls," the militant labor leaders, the youth movement, and others who were riding the crest of history's waves. it is not a formal history of the left, but a series of novellas. What gives it its special cast and enormous appeal is the elegiac mood, the touch of adolescent ache in the writing.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/vRLdawF1erc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/6446685942723104862?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/6446685942723104862?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/vRLdawF1erc/daniel-bell.html" title="Daniel Bell" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2010/12/daniel-bell.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8AQn4zfSp7ImA9Wx9REkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-2249430363834750440</id><published>2010-12-13T09:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T09:00:43.085-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-13T09:00:43.085-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kelly Writers House" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>1960 symposium recordings now available</title><content type="html">&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="480" height="384"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.sas.upenn.edu/static/player.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="file=104664&amp;config=http://media.sas.upenn.edu/static/player.xml&amp;image=http://media.sas.upenn.edu/afilreis/embed-video-screenshots/1960-symposium.jpg" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;object data="http://media.sas.upenn.edu/static/player.swf" width="380" height="284"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="file=104664&amp;config=http://media.sas.upenn.edu/static/player.xml&amp;image=http://media.sas.upenn.edu/afilreis/embed-video-screenshots/1960-symposium.jpg" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://get.adobe.com/flashplayer/"&gt;Install the Flash plugin&lt;/a&gt; to watch this video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now available at PennSound: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* segmented audio recordings of Snelson on Cage, Kaufman on Guest, Perelman on Donald Allen, Nichols on Berkson/O'Hara, Silliman on Duncan, Goldman on Brooks, Funkhouser on Mac Low, Gallagher on Baraka, Hennessey on Daisy Aldan, DuPlessis on O'Hara, and Bernstein on Eigner;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* audio recording of the complete program (downloadable mp3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* video recording of the complete program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the video player above for (obviously) the video, or go here for links to the video and all audio: &lt;a href=http://writing.upenn.edu/pennsound/x/1960-Symposium.php&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/B7VqXFnyVP4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/2249430363834750440?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/2249430363834750440?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/B7VqXFnyVP4/install-flash-plugin-to-watch-this.html" title="1960 symposium recordings now available" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2010/12/install-flash-plugin-to-watch-this.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08DQnc4fyp7ImA9Wx9REk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-3737651491084463853</id><published>2010-12-12T20:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T21:04:33.937-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-12T21:04:33.937-05:00</app:edited><title>versions of Ike's speech on military-industrial complex</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TQV-JR8Ij0I/AAAAAAAAQOY/3jEOCMqIOus/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TQV-JR8Ij0I/AAAAAAAAQOY/3jEOCMqIOus/s200/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549980813703548738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The archives show many versions of Eisenhower's farewell address warning of the military-industrial complex. The speech was delivered in January 1961, just before JFK took office. But versions of the idea and even of the speech itself date through 1960.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 10, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Archive, New Light on Evolution of Eisenhower Speech&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By SAM ROBERTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phrase that would emerge as the most enduring legacy of what became, arguably, the most famous farewell address since George Washington’s evolved over 20 months and was agreed to only a few days before it was delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words, in a speech by President Dwight D. Eisenhower, were transformed from a warning against a “war-based industrial complex” into a “vast military-industrial complex” and finally into a more vanilla “military-industrial complex,” which seemed controversial enough without the qualifier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Documents released Friday by the National Archives shed new light on the genesis of the phrase in the televised address, which Eisenhower delivered on Jan. 17, 1961, three days before his successor’s inauguration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the final version, the president recalled that until recently the nation had no permanent arms industry, that “American makers of plowshares could, with time and as required, make swords as well,” but said that the country could no longer risk “emergency improvisation of national defense.” An adequate military establishment and arms industry were vital, he said, but their conjunction and “its total influence — economic, political, even spiritual” also had “grave implications.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In the councils of government, we must guard against the acquisition of unwarranted influence, whether sought or unsought, by the military-industrial complex,” Eisenhower warned. “The potential for the disastrous rise of misplaced power exists and will persist. We must never let the weight of this combination endanger our liberties or democratic processes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the version he read from that night, those words were underlined. Several were typed in capital letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newly released letters, memos and speech drafts — 21 in all — were received by the National Archives from Grant Moos, whose father, Malcolm, was Eisenhower’s special assistant and chief speechwriter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s probably the most important farewell address of the modern era,” said Karl Weissenbach, director of the Eisenhower Presidential Library and Museum in Abilene, Kan. “And now we get to see its evolution, which started in May 1959 and didn’t end until it was delivered. We also learn the important role of Milton Eisenhower, who was instrumental in making sure that his brother’s thoughts would be correctly portrayed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earliest White House memos suggesting a farewell address mentioned only an appeal for bipartisanship. But the president wrote his brother on May 25, 1959, of “the importance of getting our people to understand that local affairs have a definite relationship to foreign affairs.” A year later, another White House aide was urging the president’s speechwriter to read Washington’s farewell address, especially its warning of “overgrown military establishments.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Oct. 31, 1960, another speechwriter, Ralph E. Williams, warned of a “permanent war-based industry” run by former military officials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An undated draft titled “commencement” called for “jealous precaution” (Milton Eisenhower later deleted “jealous”) by civilian authorities “to avoid measures which would enable any segment of this military-industrial complex to sharpen the focus of its own power at the expense of the sound balance which now prevails.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The president’s staff later expressed surprise at the phrase’s durability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am sure that had it been uttered by anyone except a president who had also been the Army’s five-star chief of staff, it would long since have been forgotten,” Williams recalled years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8y06NSBBRtY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8y06NSBBRtY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jnaM8TqAzzo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jnaM8TqAzzo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/b26RilaKIdI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/3737651491084463853?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/3737651491084463853?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/b26RilaKIdI/versions-of-ikes-speech-on-military.html" title="versions of Ike's speech on military-industrial complex" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TQV-JR8Ij0I/AAAAAAAAQOY/3jEOCMqIOus/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2010/12/versions-of-ikes-speech-on-military.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUCRXk8cSp7ImA9Wx9SF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-8347837231370092768</id><published>2010-12-07T08:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T08:57:44.779-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-07T08:57:44.779-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="collaboration" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kelly Writers House" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>1960 last night</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TP48qk_YxqI/AAAAAAAAQJU/Qrj9qAO3U_A/s1600/Mel%2BNichols%2B1960%2Bsymp%2B2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TP48qk_YxqI/AAAAAAAAQJU/Qrj9qAO3U_A/s400/Mel%2BNichols%2B1960%2Bsymp%2B2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547938493148743330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TP48hI3xLhI/AAAAAAAAQJM/t41b-a7bX-o/s1600/perelman-1960-symp-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TP48hI3xLhI/AAAAAAAAQJM/t41b-a7bX-o/s400/perelman-1960-symp-2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547938330981772818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bob Perelman presenting on Don Allen's "New American" anthology and Mel Nichols talking about the Bill Berkson/Frank O'Hara collaboration at the 1960 symposium last night at the Kelly Writers House. Stay tuned for video and audio recordings and, later, transcripts of the discussion and various essays in response.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/ajWEY9o8WwE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/8347837231370092768?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/8347837231370092768?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/ajWEY9o8WwE/1960-last-night.html" title="1960 last night" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TP48qk_YxqI/AAAAAAAAQJU/Qrj9qAO3U_A/s72-c/Mel%2BNichols%2B1960%2Bsymp%2B2010.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2010/12/1960-last-night.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYFQ3w4cSp7ImA9Wx9SEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-1460958507147293886</id><published>2010-11-29T11:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:28:32.239-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-29T11:28:32.239-05:00</app:edited><title>more on the 1960 symposium, December 6, 2010</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TPPUoba1HOI/AAAAAAAAQH8/C1uMgGbcGM0/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TPPUoba1HOI/AAAAAAAAQH8/C1uMgGbcGM0/s320/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545009357243358434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href=http://afilreis.blogspot.com/2010/11/1960-symposium-monday-december-6-6-pm.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more on this event.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/-mSLWSjT41w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/1460958507147293886?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/1460958507147293886?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/-mSLWSjT41w/more-on-1960-symposium-december-6-2010.html" title="more on the 1960 symposium, December 6, 2010" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TPPUoba1HOI/AAAAAAAAQH8/C1uMgGbcGM0/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2010/11/more-on-1960-symposium-december-6-2010.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4CSXk7eSp7ImA9Wx5aFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-5288410534436255136</id><published>2010-11-12T19:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T19:09:28.701-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-12T19:09:28.701-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New American Poets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kelly Writers House" /><title>1960 event</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TN3V22M5bsI/AAAAAAAAQA8/d6WEwPTCkxI/s1600/1960%2Bevent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TN3V22M5bsI/AAAAAAAAQA8/d6WEwPTCkxI/s400/1960%2Bevent.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538818254974840514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For more, go &lt;a href=http://writing.upenn.edu/wh/calendar/1210.php#6&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/tr_WRcZ018k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/5288410534436255136?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/5288410534436255136?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/tr_WRcZ018k/1960-event.html" title="1960 event" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/TN3V22M5bsI/AAAAAAAAQA8/d6WEwPTCkxI/s72-c/1960%2Bevent.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2010/11/1960-event.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8CQns4fCp7ImA9Wx5RF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970947294390982018.post-8133166853574852070</id><published>2010-08-25T08:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T08:04:23.534-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-25T08:04:23.534-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sports" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Olympics" /><title>they worked for Goodyear, Caterpillar, Phillips 66</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/THUF88d7alI/AAAAAAAAPrk/DRk63N6vtdc/s1600/robertson1-articleInline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/THUF88d7alI/AAAAAAAAPrk/DRk63N6vtdc/s320/robertson1-articleInline.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509316263739615826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a recent &lt;a href=http://www.nytimes.com/2010/08/08/sports/olympics/08robertson.html?_r=1&amp;ref=sports&gt;essay&lt;/a&gt; for the &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, Oscar Robertson remembers the 1960 U.S. Olympic basketball team as a turning point in the sport--the last truly great amateur team.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/1960blog/~4/yUiuq38AYUs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/8133166853574852070?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6970947294390982018/posts/default/8133166853574852070?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/1960blog/~3/yUiuq38AYUs/they-worked-for-goodyear-caterpillar.html" title="they worked for Goodyear, Caterpillar, Phillips 66" /><author><name>Al Filreis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17361573484797020525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="19" src="http://www.writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/Images/portrait-for-home-page.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGWD1bagCJ0/THUF88d7alI/AAAAAAAAPrk/DRk63N6vtdc/s72-c/robertson1-articleInline.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://nineteen-sixty.blogspot.com/2010/08/they-worked-for-goodyear-caterpillar.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
