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As we glided along in her enormous station wagon, I politely asked, by way of conversation, if she had ever been to Europe. She did not mince her words. “No”, was her reply. “You see, I don’t like going places where they don’t have bathrooms.”
he announced quite adamantly that he did not share the general hero-worship of the assassinated President. In his opinion, the manner of Kennedy’s handling of the Cuban Missile Crisis could only be described as foolhardy: he had brought the world to the brink of nuclear war and it was he, not the Russians, who had threatened a military confrontation. What’s more, Stephen declared, it was preposterous for the United States to claim a victory, because Kennedy had agreed to remove US missiles from Turkey to appease Kruschev.
During these long periods of solitary contemplation in a setting of such dramatically haunting beauty, I found myself overcome by waves of loneliness. In the past I had known moments of extreme dejection without being able to identify a precise cause. The reason for them was now becoming apparent and it was natural enough: I longed to have someone with whom to share my experiences.
The conversation was halting and consisted mostly of jokes, none of which were even remotely as highbrow as I was expecting. The only part of it I can remember was not a joke, but a riddle, about a man in New York who wanted to get to the fiftieth floor of a building but only took the lift to the forty-sixth. Why? Because he was not tall enough to reach the button for the fiftieth floor...
Physics seemed to have taken its toll on all of them and, whether or not they liked each other or got on well with each other, they all had one thing in common: they were already, to all intents and purposes, widows – physics widows.
As we glided along in her enormous station wagon, I politely asked, by way of
ОтветитьУдалитьconversation, if she had ever been to Europe. She did not mince her words. “No”, was her reply.
“You see, I don’t like going places where they don’t have bathrooms.”
Stephen’s conviction that intellectual arguments were never to be considered a personal matter...
ОтветитьУдалитьhe announced quite adamantly that he did not
ОтветитьУдалитьshare the general hero-worship of the assassinated President. In his opinion, the manner of Kennedy’s handling of the Cuban Missile Crisis could only be described as foolhardy: he had brought the world to the brink of nuclear war and it was he, not the Russians, who had threatened a military confrontation. What’s more, Stephen declared, it was preposterous for the United States to claim a victory, because Kennedy had agreed to remove US missiles from Turkey to appease Kruschev.
During these long periods of solitary contemplation in a setting of such dramatically haunting beauty, I found myself overcome by waves of loneliness. In the past I had known moments of extreme dejection without being able to identify a precise cause. The reason for them was now becoming apparent and it was natural enough: I longed to have someone with whom to share my experiences.
ОтветитьУдалитьThe conversation was halting and consisted mostly of jokes, none of which were even
ОтветитьУдалитьremotely as highbrow as I was expecting. The only part of it I can remember was not a joke, but a riddle, about a man in New York who wanted to get to the fiftieth floor of a building but only took the lift to the forty-sixth. Why? Because he was not tall enough to reach the button for the fiftieth floor...
Physics seemed to have taken its toll on all of them and, whether or not they liked each other or got on well with each other, they all had one thing in common: they were already, to all intents and purposes, widows – physics widows.
ОтветитьУдалитьГолос человека очень важен. Когда у вас невнятная речь, люди воспринимают вас как умственно отсталого.
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