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...wage. Now, and when I graduate, I will use my few abilities to do my part to see that working adults and children are offered nothing less than the full equality of opportunity that America stands for. Not through sit-ins at private institutions and companies. Not because I ate Dunkin’ Donuts delivered to me while I talked on my cell phone. Not because I wanted to have a great rush confronting authority. Look at the whole picture. Think for yourself. And look past this spectacle to the real problems—it’ll soon...
...with families or friends traveling together and camping overnight in the hills around the city and singing cheerful sacred songs outside the Temple. Although parts of the sacrifice would be immolated for the Lord or consumed by the priests, others would be cooked and shared by the pilgrims, who ate little meat the rest of the year. "Not only would they offer this very scarce protein to the deity," says Chilton, "but actually share a meal of meat with the Lord of Israel. The sense was one of wealth and celebration...
...kids ate only fruits and veggies in the 1960s. But other popular snacks of that era were less processed, according to Popkin. "The biggest shift is away from milk and toward soft drinks," he says. Other particularly noteworthy changes include a jump in salty snacks and the advent of "high-energy" bars that deliver, along with their vitamins, a concentrated dose of calories...
...Kangaroo," explains Reubens. That night he went to the kids' suite and stayed at the party for hours. Reubens has also taken up fans on offers to stop by when he's in their town. "I went to someone's house for dinner, and it turned out everybody already ate, and they just watched me eat. I've gone over to complete strangers' houses, and it's like tons of people come out in pickup trucks and say, 'I'm Donny's wife's boss's friend, and he told me you'd be here." Still, Reubens is not going...
...realize that if I were going to school now, instead of 20 years ago, my childhood lunchtime memories would have been hugely altered. For 13 years, I carried a brown bag to school, which always contained my beloved peanut-butter-and-honey sandwich. Day in and day out, I ate my peanut butter. And I enjoyed it every single day. And nobody bothered to tell me I was consuming the edible equivalent of an anthrax bomb...