Word: broughton
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...early evening the Tories' count showed they were still one short; in case of a tie, House Speaker George Thomas, a Laborite, would have voted for the government. Then came news that changed the balance: Labor M.P. Sir Alfred Broughton, 76, hospitalized after a heart attack, could not make it on a stretcher to vote, while a Tory M.P. whose wife had died said he would come. As the members filed back into the chamber after voting, there was a tense period of anxious suspense until the result was announced: the motion had passed 311 to 310. The Conservative...
...DeMore [sic] as "...a stag movie for donkeys, replete with all but completely graphic bestiality." The point he misses is, obviously, that "stag movies" and their ilk that depict women (and men) in a degrading and dehumanizing manner attract an audience of human jackasses. He calls James Broughton's The Bed "stereotypical and crude" as well as using it and George Griffin's The Club as unsubstantiated examples of Heart Throbs' supposed sexism. Opinions differ. Stephen Schiff wrote in the Real Paper "Best of all was The Bed." Robert Taylor wrote "By far the highlight of the program...
...Club," is a cartoon based on the idea of a very British eating club for phalluses; the viewer is led in through the door, and there are the penises, reading the Sunday papers, smoking pipes, doing vigorous push-ups in the adjacent gym. Another, "The Bed," by James Broughton, explores some of the possibilities of interaction with that piece of furniture, some unusual (doing a ritual dance around it), but others stereotypical and crude...
...with a little hard work I could get the better of him in chess." And among the relatively few American women who play chess (in Russia, where sex roles tend to be more elastic than in the U.S., considerably more women play), male-female rivalry emerges. Says Natalie Broughton, a Chicago suburban housewife: "My favorite gambit against male opponents is Sitzfleisch. If you sit long enough, staring and pondering, you don't have to have a fast mind. The other person will become so annoyed and tired that he finally slips...