Word: breads
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...from misery, from racial discrimination, from denial of human rights, and not even from missiles, if our hearts are not changed." Said Italian Writer Carlo Bo: "The Pope intends to say, If we really want peace, we must make the first step, we must forget offenses and offer the bread of love and charity.' " The visit to Agca did not come as a surprise. It had been rumored for at least two weeks that John Paul intended to see his attacker during a Christmas-season visit to the more than 2,000 inmates of Rebibbia, on the northeastern outskirts...
Michael K's "sacred garden" is trampled down by the police, who suspect him of terrorism. Seized and imprisoned, Michael K refuses to eat. A physician in the labor camp muses, "Maybe he only eats the bread of freedom." Still, Michael K has preserved a few seeds from the catastrophe. Though utterly emaciated, this wisp of a human creature slips away from his oppressors, so that he may live and die beside his pumpkin seeds. Coetzee mourns Michael K: "A creature that spends its waking life stooped over the soil, that when at last its time comes digs...
...following objections to MTV are widely heard. It is arid. It is racist. It is all fattened up on white bread and too low on funk. The hosts are a carefully vetted collection of bubble brains...
Throughout their ordeal the genial Heineken (whose value is estimated at more than $500 million) and his loyal employee of 40 years remained surprisingly healthy. They were nonetheless kept constantly on edge. In a brief statement distributed after their release, Heineken wrote, "I always saved one slice of bread for the night, because you could never be sure that there would be bread the following morning," while Doderer wryly noted that the Chinese food he was served by the kidnapers "didn't taste as good as that of my usual Chinese place." As soon as their chains were...
...collaborations with Michael Jackson, the wonder boy of mainstream soul, that sound peppy only by comparison with the rest of the record, which may be remembered as the album that asked (in Keep Under Cover) the question "What good is butter if you haven't got bread?/ What good is art when it hurts your head?" No headaches here...