Word: asleep
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Cool Rescue. Snapped electrical cables writhed about the Evans' decks, shooting off sparks. Hunks of metal gouged from the destroyer were welded to Melbourne's superstructure by the intense frictional heat of the grinding crash. In the stern, Evans' crewmen, most of whom were asleep in their bunks, were tossed about by the fearful force of the impact. Soon trained instincts replaced shock, and the crew calmly battened down watertight doors to keep the hulk afloat...
...then, asleep in Winthrop House. At two a.m., I had left those best and most creative people, walked guiltily down the stairs between their files of eyes, walked across that dark yard past the reasonable student-government people who had stayed up to argue and to observe, walked more guiltily, yet past the friendly. University policeman on Quincy Street, walked home in the cold, past the Houses where slept the Great Uncommitted with whom I felt I had less in common than with those romantics, or even those radicals...
...seems that the Narthex of the Lampoon went over to "check out the scene" at University Hall at around midnight in the midst of the SDS occupation. He found the radicals so boring that he fell asleep in a big leather chair upstairs in the faculty room with his double-breasted blue blazer wrapped around him. He awoke when the police were at the door; by then the otiose Poonie didn't have a chance of leaving the building as the stairways were crowded with police-ready militants...
...example, had an actual dream that really happened to me while I was asleep in my bed. This dream was that Harvard SDS and the Harvard workers--buildings and grounds, the kitchen people, and others--got together and formed a worker-student alliance. They went on a general strike together, and the workers were going around slamming kids on the back saying what loyal friends they were. Now that idea struck me, even while I slept, as being genuinely funny...
...Junk. When Britain's Lord High Chancellor explained the statute repeal bill to the House of Lords last month, the scene was characteristically somnolent, with at least five peers asleep on their scarlet benches and a couple of others halfheartedly straining to hear the proceedings with old-fashioned black ear trumpets. But when the Lord Chancellor, Lord Gardiner, described the proposal as "a start towards getting rid of a lot of junk," his words rang like alarm bells. Leaping to his feet, Lord Leatherland cried: "I should hate historians of the future to say that Lord Gardiner...