Word: breads
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Bruce S. Kahn, a second year Law student, said that the demonstrators appeared in the back of the class at the beginning of the period, "After about 20 minutes they began to drift forward, passing out bread and Christmas candy and saying 'Merry Christmas Richard Kleindienst and Spiro Agnew.' They completely ignored Cox the whole time," he said...
...their cakes and candy bars, diet drinks and instant dinners. Even a magnifying glass was little help in explaining those obscure polysyllables: propylene glycol, calcium silicate, butylated hydroxyanisole, sorbitan monostearate, methylparaben. Today, the portmanteau word for such substances is "additives"-which translates into myriad chemicals that have made even bread a laboratory product and the cheese spread to put on it a test-tube concoction...
...allowed on the GRAS list without sufficient testing. Moreover, an automatic guillotine such as that applied to cyclamates is too crude an instrument for determining acceptability. The food industry obviously has to use some additives to keep its products from spoiling and-in the case of such staples as bread, milk and iodized salt-to give them maximum nutritive and health-protective values. Just as clearly, the public demands low-calorie sweeteners as well as precooked heat-and-serve meals. It is well within the competence of chemists and manufacturers to meet society's demands safely. At the same...
Still, as a footnote to American history, They Shoot Horses, Don't They? is invaluable. The entire cast-particularly Young and Fonda-understands the era when existence seemed one long bread line. The penciled eyebrows, marcelled coiffures and bright, hopeful faces change by degrees into ghastly masks; the bodies seem to pull against a gravity that wants them six feet underground. The music goes round and round, and so do the actors, in a coruscating dance of death. It is a pity that the picture is not left to them. The film makers should have known better than...
Across the ravine was another loose cluster of permanent camps-one old farmhouse, a converted chicken coop, shacks, and sod houses, Beyond them was a string of transient campers where we set up camp with another group we met. We made a fire and ate beans, fried rice, bread and tomato soup, and we drank coffee. I walked back across to the springs to bum a smoke. Someone gave me a package of Bugler and papers which I took back to the group...