“Will the new atmosphere translate itself into a style–perhaps even a program?”
Time will tell.
In my day we labored under the incubus of the Holy Roman Empire…. You live among the more humane United Nations….
Me: A very nice histroy. From one of the final pages in this 25 page article:
Today’s Sicily is rich only in monuments. Its principal inheritance from the past is an unshakable burden of poverty, violence, illiteracy and despair.
Me: Sorry about this. Neither my wand nor my flat bed scanner can handle the full dimensions of a two-page spread.
Me: Wonderful Simply wonderful. Do what you need to do to embiggen and read the whole thing.
Me: The constant eye movements are called saccades. You can get some crazy experimental results by messing around with saccades.
There’s a nice group photo at the end–a “typical Blenheim house part.” The Prince of Wales (later Edward VII), Lady Randolph Churchill (Sir Winston’s mother), Princess of Wales. Looks like a good time was had by all.
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