Monday, May. 09, 1983

By E. Graydon Carter

Those two Harvard boys from the fraternal order of lambda sigma delta returned to the old campus last week for the first time since being ousted 20 years ago for involving students in their experiments with mind-altering drugs. Timothy Leary, 62, the pop promoter of LSD in the '60s, and Richard Alpert, 49, now known as Baba Ram Dass, showed up in a rented hall thick with students, many of whom were on mother's milk when the pair achieved their notoriety. Harvard, said Leary, is still "the main line of American transcendental thinking."

As controversial as Egyptian President Anwar Sadat was alive, he has become no less so a year and a half after his assassination. In a new memoir, his disillusioned onetime adviser Muhammed Hassanein Heikal contends that Sadat had a humble-beginnings complex that caused him to live inordinately lavishly. The author says that Sadat popped a couple of vodkas daily despite his Islamic faith's liquor prohibition. The Egyptian government last month banned import of the book. Anwar's widow Jehan Sadat, 49, has not commented publicly on Heikal's charges, but she will provide a portrait of her husband in her own just finished memoir.

Greystoke: The Legend of Tarzan just might salvage what remained of the jungle lord's reputation after John and Bo Derek turned Tarzan into a howler in 1981. This time out, when Tarzan, played by Newcomer Christopher Lambert, 25, discovers that he is the Earl of Greystoke, he doffs his loincloth and hightails it to England. When his adoptive dad Silverbeard also turns up ... Oh heck, Tarzan is a howler no matter how you cut it. At least this version puts him in some decent clothes.

The outlook wasn 't brilliant for the Expos team that day,

The score stood 4 to 2, two innings more to play.

With Nolan Ryan on the mound, the Astros led the game,

The Expos' Little struck out fast and Blackwell did the same.

Three thousand five hundred eight good men had fallen to Ryan's smoke,

And he stood ready to wrap himself in Walter Johnson's cloak.

A strikeout more and Ryan 'd be enshrined in baseball heaven,

Taking the record that Johnson held since 1927.

Now came Brad Mills, his bat in hand, ready for his fate.

He stared down Ryan and took his stance; the pitch whipped 'cross the plate.

On Ryan's second, Mills took aim; he swung, but the ball got through.

Nineteen thousand fans held their breath; the count turned 1 and 2.

Now Casey choked when his time came, but Ryan kept his nerve.

He cocked his arm and then let loose, not a fastball but a curve!

Now the air hangs silent as Mills declines to swing,

"Strike three!" the umpire cries; "Huzzah!" the fans all sing.

Oh somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright.

The bells still ring in Houston; Montreal is dark with blight.

There is no joy, says Mills, this was not his day:

"If I had a choice, I would have chosen to make history some other way."

--By E. Graydon Carter This file is automatically generated by a robot program, so viewer discretion is required.