Word: banana
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...origin of the wine's restorative power is being called into question: Ferrari wine, charged the prosecution, is artificial. Police cited a variety of recipes for making such concoctions, listing such unlikely ingredients as tar acid, ammonia, glycerin, zinc sulphate, seaweed, banana paste, citric acid, lactic acid, a pungent liquid dredged from the bottom of banana boats, and ox's blood. The prosecution also said that illegal chemical substances and hidden vats of artificial wine were seized at the Ferrari plants...
...seemingly, a favorite pastime in today's world, and the people from other countries who do it forget or ignore their own past. One need not enumerate the bloody history of England or France, the revolution of 1917 in Russia, the conquistadores of Spain, the banana republics of Latin America, the wars of independence in Africa, the dynastic wars in China, the long conflicts in Europe, to establish such an obvious truth...
...product of Joseph Kosuth's struggle with the artistic problem of defining what "the real thing is." Says Kosuth gravely: "I think the importance of all art is its ideas." Japanese-born Shusaku Arakawa shows a canvas on which is handwritten a recipe for banana cake. Who, after all, could show in a picture the perfect joy of mixing, baking, sniffing and finally tasting banana cake...
...play the show as if they had never seen it before. Equally enthusiastic is Kendrew Lascelles, the chief comic, who also devised some of the choreography. Mr. Lascelles, periodically strolling on stage wearing a floor-length black coat and carrying a tuba that he cannot play, looks like a banana waiting to be peeled. He also has a way of bunching up his entire torso into his breast, a trick he's likely to pull anytime, anywhere, and for no rational reason...
...novel at all; it is an awkward attempt to put a fictional frame around a critique of U.S. foreign policy, which Galbraith feels is based on an indiscriminate fear of Communism. His characters are hardly more than clothespins colored to represent bureaucratic types. His locale is Puerto Santos, a banana republic where a moderate liberal ousts an overripe dictator. This causes a Washington minicrisis, which Galbraith examines in intimate and knowing detail...