Word: bulled
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Last week Campanella was driving to his home in Glen Cove, N.Y. when his rented 1957 Chevrolet sedan went off the road and crashed into a telephone pole. Campy was bent into a pretzel within the overturned car. His bull neck probably saved him from death, but the impact fractured the fifth and sixth cervical vertebrae and compressed the spinal cord. He was paralyzed from the shoulders down. For more than four hours, a team of three surgeons worked over him. At week's end sensation and strength were beginning to flow back through his rugged body...
Always and almost everywhere, dancing has accompanied religion. The Egyptians danced for their sacred bull, and the Babylonians danced in their temples and processions. King David "danced before the Lord with all his might" (11 Samuel 6:14), and the Old Testament Hebrews danced in their vineyards on the Day of Atonement. The Greeks danced in honor of Apollo, of Pan, of Artemis, and in the ecstatic mysteries of Dionysus. In Islam, the Mevlevi dervishes still dance in patterns designed to expound cosmic laws as well as to achieve a state of inner peace...
...graduate of the begineer's group, an innovation this year, composed of freshmen wrestlers who have had little or no wrestling experience and who meet every day. Lee is exceptionally enthusiastic over Nelson, who learns quickly, has a lot of ability, and "is as strong as a bull...
...latest poem, Wang says, "Observe ethnologic difference./Kiketry not limited to mesopotamians:/ALL races are susceptible./Rooshun filth worse than talmudic filth./. . . A pure bull never interferes with a pure horse./. . . While murk'n beaneries are filled with/pinko -commissants,/liberaloid eggheads,/. . . 'Make the world safe for democracy'/and in turn destroy our Constitution...
...flotsam that fetches up at their farm-two prostitutes, four U.S. Negro soldiers foraging for sex, and a netful of AWOL lunatics, including a gently demented old clown and a bloody-nailed slug named Chopper (he is obsessed with decapitation). When Chopper is gored by a huge white bull, a litter of bare-bottomed children worry his body like jackal pups, then lose interest while a pig nuzzles the corpse. The narrator, a young farm girl, tumbles through her tale with savage glee, takes a sorrowful tone only when relating that, although old enough (14), she is not big enough...