Word: barings
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...over worked air conditioners resulted in power failures from New York to Nebraska, and in dozens of new kilowatt-output records for utility companies in between. At the peak of the heat in Memphis, beer sales foamed 40% above normal. Throughout the swelter belt, appliance stores were soon as bare of air conditioners and fans as if they had never been invented. "There comes a point," exulted a Manhattan dealer, "when a person can't stand it any longer-even if he knows it's only going to be for just one more night...
...world of Samuel Beckett, the entire machinery of existence seems to be grinding to a halt. Words leave his characters' mouths between pauses and in slow motion, as if speech were becoming extinct. The scenery is either fossilized, the bare gnarled tree of Waiting For Godot, or funereal, the ashcans of Endgame, the urns of Play, the mound of earth in Happy Days.'Man is maimed and buried alive in these props. One critic has called a Beckett hero a perverse Cartesian: I stink, therefore I am. Actually, the degradation and mutilation of the body are Beckett...
Conformity yields to enormity in Jean Genet. If one can imagine Walter Mitty as a criminal, a pederast and a diabolist, one has taken a quick squint into Genet's imagination. Genet makes the erotically impossible possible. He creates nuns in black lace panties, bare-breasted prostitutes with the flowing tails of ponies. But the whores, pimps, sadists and lesbians who people his plays are also his army of revenge marshaled against the world. The ritual murder of a white woman in The Blacks is a Negro act only insofar as it contains the death wish of the outcast...
...Since these authors' characters are purposely distorted and dematerialized, one cannot identify with them any more than a man can identify with his own X rays. Shakespeare said that all the world's a stage, and he made his stage all the world. With skeletal casts and bare bleak stages, today's thinking playwright invokes the world only as a metaphor of threat and dread...
...Here we are, back to the War of the Roses," muttered an angry Gian Carlo Menotti, 55. His ninth annual Festival of Two Worlds had just opened in Spoleto, and police were threatening to ban performances of the bare-breasted Sierra Leone dance troupe unless they covered "the rose of the nipple." "I don't know how to cover only the nipple," sighed Dance Director John J. Akar. He did his best with scarves and plastic roses, but the scarves fell and the petals peeled. At week's end, Akar was ready to try adhesive disks, but Menotti...