Word: bedpost
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...bedroom stuck knives in it." Occasionally he offers a bemused sociological insight: "Southern Italy is the same as the rest of the world. People stroke and polish machines while goats urinate in their houses." The trouble is that after a while the joke, like chewing gum on a bedpost, loses its flavor...
...forthcoming book by Carl Nagin is a short, funny story about a visit to the Fogg. In the Modern Art Room Rocko and the Narrator meet an employee who "wouldn't givya a nickel" for the $70,000 Brancusi wood sculpture Caryatid, which he calls Mrs. Murphy's Bedpost. He calls a Jackson Pollack "that horror over there" and says it was hung on its side last month, but he likes Olitski's Ariosto's Kiss because the "painting seems to move." They visit the Persian Rug Room twice, but the rugs are on the wall, roped off. They...
...generally the wife who discreetly picks up the restaurant tab. When she throws a temper tantrum, her husband speaks of "flying saucers" at home. In the Hoa Hao sect, a wronged or thwarted wife has been known to tie her husband's hair to a bedpost while he is sleeping, then wake him up and beat him until her wishes are granted...
...spirit. "It has been my fate," says Cohn, "to add a new dimension to the legend of the Wandering Jew: that of the immanent Jew, omnipresent, entirely assimilated, forever part of each atom of the German earth, air and conscience." Night after night, he sits on Schatz's bedpost, teaching him Yiddish and the art of Jewish cooking. But he also discovers that being part of a Nazi means that the Nazi is part of him. Both are humans; both are part of "the very semen of the species...
...Bettelheim tells of Joey, a nine-year-old autistic child who believed that he was run by electrically powered machines, and therefore could not exist unless he plugged himself into imaginary sockets. At night, he could breathe only with the aid of a handmade cardboard "carburetor" hung on his bedpost. Given to maniacally destructive outbursts at first, Joey slowly quieted under Bettelheim's care. From machines, the boy switched his self-identification to eggs and chickens, which at least were living things. Literally returning to infancy during psychotherapy, he put the second fantasy to ultimate...