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His men knew him as a soft-spoken commander with a quick smile. Yet he was also a tough-minded officer who survived the Bataan death march of 1942, won the Distinguished Service Cross for "extraordinary heroism" in Korea, and guided the massive logistical buildup in Viet Nam. And now General Harold Keith Johnson, 56, 24th Army Chief of Staff, has called an end to a brilliant, 35-year career. Said President Johnson as he pinned an oakleaf cluster on Johnson's Distinguished Service Medal: "The Army is a stronger and more responsible and much more humane service because Johnny Johnson was its leader."
Gathering for what they styled a World Poetry Conference in Stony Brook, L.I., Beat Bard Allen Ginsberg, and 35 fellow troubadours resolved, among others, that: "Police state military tyranny sexual repression and laws against expansion of consciousness by joyful dance and natural herbs threaten evolution of the race . . . Man's usurpation over nature is an egotism that will destroy human as well as whale kingdoms . . . The new consciousness articulated by longhair revolutionary student generations begins fulfillment of humane anarchy . . . Academies should return to wisdom study in tree groves rather than robot study in plastic cells—Bless the Universe!"
There was an aura of headline charm about Miami Beach Boy Jack ("Murph the Surf") Murphy, 35, when he and his pals hit the big type in 1964 for climbing into New York's Museum of Natural History and stealing its 563-carat Star of India sapphire. Then the story got ugly. A hotel clerk claimed that Murphy had pistol-whipped him; Actress Eva Gabor said he had done the same to her; his 22-year-old mistress committed suicide. Then Miami police charged him and a crony with the murder of two secretaries who had disappeared from a Los Angeles brokerage office with $448,732 in securities. Last week, after listening to medical experts label Murph "paranoid" and "schizophrenic," a Miami judge declared him unfit to stand trial and committed him to a state mental hospital.
The audience at Peking's Opera was settling in for an evening of song accompanied by traditional lutes and cymbals. Then a gasp swept the hall. The only instrument in view was a piano— that capitalist contraption condemned by Red Guards and smashed into kindling wherever it was found. The mystery was solved when Chiang Ching, 53, Mao Tse-tung's wife and custodian of the Cultural Revolution, announced that the old 88 had been deemed "a new type of proletarian art." Besides, she's been studying it for two years. Wrote the Peking press: "Another flower of proletarian revolutionary art shining with the brilliance of Mao Tse-tung's thought."