Word: aficionados
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Some call it "Dial-a-Date." In Dallas, they call it "The Grapevine." "It just might be the greatest social game since kissing. It sure leads to that, anyway," says one graduate aficionado...
Belmonte perfected his harrowing verónicas and pases naturales to give bullfighting its modern style-the hands held low, elbows close to the ribs, the body unmoving and erect. His was "a sinister delicacy of movement," explained Aficionado Hemingway, "a beautiful, unhealthy mystery," in which the crowd's emocón grew fiery at the sight of his "evident physical inferiority, not only to the bull but to those working with him and to most who were watching...
...young, who have branched out from the standard English and American ballads to the blues (whose high priest is Josh White), labor union songs, Scottish and Irish ballads (Annie Laurie, Cockles and Mussels), and international songs (of which Theodore Bikel is the exemplar). The songs, says one aficionado earnestly, "are a fine way to tell about yourself. Almost nobody has the words to really talk about their lives. With the guitar and some old songs, you can hint about it though...
...outstanding matadors in the 1920s and the inspiration for Ernest Hemingway's stalwart hero, Pedro Romero, in The Sun Also Rises, who sired a family of five bullfighting sons, including Bull Slayer Numero Una Antonio Ordonez, whose suspenseful competition with Luis Miguel Dominguin was chronicled by late Aficionado Hemingway in The Dangerous Summer; of pneumonia; in Madrid...
...that. Most of what we have been told, in fact, in the last three weeks and the last thirty-five years, has nothing to do with the novels and the stories that count. The Gableish-looking hero who collected wives and bruises and buffalo horns, the bewhiskered old Aficionado may have been the same man who wrote The Sun Also Rises and For Whom the Bell Tolls and "The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber"--but it doesn't seem to matter...