Word: bastardization
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...assumes that Nothing but a Man is a movie that "describes what life is like for an average Negro in America" [Jan. 15]. Contrary to his belief, the so-called average Negro family does not consist of a man who never knew his father and who has had a bastard son of his own! I am a Negro myself, but I would never assume to judge what comprises the so-called average American Negro myself. How the hell can TIME...
...young Negro-too proud to truckle, too smart to fight-who is working as a section hand on the railroad and pretending he doesn't really want to live the way the white folks do. He never knew his father, he hasn't seen his bastard son for at least two years, and he can't see why he should get stuck with a black family as well as a black skin. Then one day he meets a pretty schoolteacher (Abbey Lincoln), daughter of the town's principal Negro preacher. They fall in love, and against...
...granddaughters, romanticizing Audubon's own embellished accounts, implied that he might have been France's "lost Dauphin"-the son of Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette, whom she tried to smuggle out of France just before she died on the guillotine. John Audubon was, in fact, the bastard son of a Breton-born chambermaid, and was sired not at Versailles but in Haiti in 1785. The father was Jean Audubon, a captain of French merchantmen and men-of-war. Though he commanded a corvette in Count de Grasse's fleet at the surrender of Yorktown in 1781, Jean...
Halfway a Bastard. In all externals, Sartre had an uneventful, thoroughly coddled childhood. His father died two years after his birth in 1905, so his young mother moved back with her parents. There, while she faded back into the role of a dutiful daughter, the child grew up as the darling of all, particularly his grandfather, Charles Schweitzer,* a white-bearded Old Testament patriarch who tyrannized his own children and indulged his grandson...
...story. You can't please everyone. There will always be commentators who find it simpler and easier to get someone to call someone else an s.o.b. or a bastard than to write some thing intelligent that requires real work, accuracy and fairness. On the other hand, we must not lose our capacity for indignation. We have been listening too much to the raving hyenas, scavengers, jackals, parrots and vultures who should be kept behind moats in the Bronx Zoo. It is too bad that the rest of America does not realize how few and unrepresentative these discordant voices...