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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...seizure of the Sacred Mosque in Mecca. When an official she sought turned out to be away from his office, she headed for the embassy commissary, one of few places in the sternly Islamic city where alcohol is served. "I thought I might have lunch and a beer and try to catch him before I left for my next appointment," she says. "You know the rest. It could happen to anyone who likes a beer...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: A Letter From The Publisher, Dec. 3, 1979 | 12/3/1979 | See Source »

...some effort to be annoyed by the repetition, because The '80s--edited and written by many of the same people who brought you Not The New York Times--is an ideal excuse to put of writing your Gov paper, to relax with when it's too gauche to drink beer and watch football with your undershirt on, junk food for the intellectual cynic. If read slowly, selectively, this compendium of facetiae should beat just about any conceivable true-to-life rehashes of the grey cripple of a decade that will limp (or roll) off to oblivion in just one more...

Author: By James G. Hershberg, | Title: Great Expectations | 12/1/1979 | See Source »

...last week was especially tumultuous. No fewer than 742 hopefuls ran for the 158 seats in parliament, and nearly 5 million people, a record 80% of the electorate, went to the polls. And why not? By some estimates, the candidates spent as much as $75 million on free beer and assorted gifts (two staples: cheap watches and T shirts) as well as outright bribes to curry favor with voters. And as for the office seekers, they could bank on a rule of Kenyan politics that says that fewer than half of the sitting legislators ever get reelected. This year...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: KENYA: Arap Moi Again | 11/19/1979 | See Source »

...them out of planes, with a love for life so great that they're dying to risk it. But they slowly roll out of their cars, struggle to stand erect and stretch and scratch their heads, stomachs or buttocks. They yawn and speak of last night, of all that beer. A paunchy man, dressed in blue jeans and a dirty white sweat shirt ambles towards us. "You here to jump?" A moment of silence. "Well my, my name is Pete, I'm your rigger," he says. "That means I pack your chutes." Still silence. "Hey, don't look so worried...

Author: By James L. Tyson, | Title: Stepping Out Over Taunton | 11/14/1979 | See Source »

There was beer all over the dance floor...

Author: By Nancy F. Bauer, | Title: Where Eagles Dare | 11/13/1979 | See Source »

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