Word: belchings
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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LIKE A LITERARY KRONOS, John Barth has stuffed each of his fictional offspring down his maw and let forth an echoing belch of a novel. The noise deafens; Barth blushes. With reason--many an atrocity litters Letters's past, including the authorial analogues of incest, cannibalism and flagellation. But what Barth does in the privacy of his own imagination is his own business; the worst atrocity he reserves for the hapless reader. The siren call of Barth's in-souciance, his cleverness, his recklessness, beckons you towards a grinding crash on the rocks surrounding these 750 pages, and a lonely...
...were so exuberant at the election of the new Pontiff that they rushed up to the stove themselves and stuffed in their personal notes and tally sheets, igniting the paper with black flares. A white signal had already gone up, but now the Cardinalitial enthusiasm caused the chimney to belch bursts of black and gray smoke, keeping the crowd in St. Peter's Square guessing for the hour it took for John Paul to make his first appearance...
...including options) and by the diesel's traditional drawbacks-low power, hard starting, loud noise and heavy weight. But auto engineers have a major incentive, besides economy, to work at overcoming these problems. Surprising though it may seem to anyone who has trailed a smoke-belch-ing diesel truck, diesels already meet federal antipollution standards. Those standards at present apply not to the quantity of smoke but to the amount of specific pollutants in it-though if diesels start hitting the market in large numbers federal standards on smoke per se are Inevitable...
...counterfeit turns out to be exactly what it should be: grossly indelicate, boozily funny, unstoppable as a belch or a rush of sack to the kidneys. To say that it goes on being boozy and indelicate too long is to say, no doubt, that it is Falstaffian. The author's conceit is that Falstaff is now in his 80s. Busily dictating his memoirs, he passes on to a series of horrified clerks his digestive uproars, his sexual fantasies about his pubescent niece and his rages at his cook Macbeth ("Macbeth has murdered sleep, and my digestion"). Falstaff acknowledges that...
Cannabis is leading by a head as the racers approach the finish line. Backers of Gourmet Belch in the crowd of 450 spectators ringing the course have not lost hope, however, because their favorite is making a determined run at the leader. Suddenly Gourmet Belch stops dead in its tracks and Cannabis veers off unexplainably. From back in the pack Motown Missile, pride of the Israeli Rocket Racing Stables, surges down the stretch, takes the lead, and sprints home the winner-by a beak...