Word: bushed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...that favorite song of a few years back has become Four Coins in a Fountain. Similarly, the number 14 is bad luck, and so is four on a match. A stitch in time saves ten, cats have ten lives, two birds in the hand are worth three in the bush, a bluffer is a fiveflusher, and that soft drink should really be called Eight-Up. Life, these days, begins at 41, girls are Sweet 17 and never been kissed, and inescapably, the American consumer is behind the nine ball...
SECOND DAY. Bow cradled under his arm like a violin, Fred moved through the bush like the prey he was pursuing -three steps, pause, slowly look around. Stepping in slow motion, he somehow worked his size 14 hunting boots through the tangle of twigs without a sound. Coming upon a clearing, he pointed to deep ruts in the black soil and whispered: "That's as big a buck track as I've ever seen." As he sat statue-still behind a huge uprooted maple, a woodpecker's tattoo shattered the intense quiet like small arms fire. Overhead...
...spied a big buck munching on ground hemlock 80 yards away. Slowly, silently, Fred positioned his razorhead arrow and watched for five, ten, 20 excruciating minutes as the buck worked his way toward the clearing. But suddenly, he jerked his head, wriggled his nose, and was off into the bush. "Damn!" exclaimed Fred as he huddled over the camp stove. "With this island's tricky wind, it's hard to beat a deer's nose...
...chesty Canadian girl named Vixen ("my friends call my Vix"; everyone's her friend after a minute or two) lives in the woody wild land with her bush pilot husband. Vix has lots of those healthy hormonal impulses, and she likes to work them out with her husband. Wholesome family life, right? But there's a sad catch: her husband's piloting business takes him away from the cabin and leaves Vixen alone. Clever Vixen finds other diversions, and the film follows her as she bounds in and out of beds and meadows with a strange assortment of friends...
Filling War Chests. Now the guerrillas seem to be turning from bush to big city. Violence in the streets is nothing new to Brazil, Argentina, Bolivia, Colombia and Uruguay, but all are now feeling the sting of an accelerated and often well-coordinated urban terrorist campaign. The action groups appear to be locally directed, far-leftist, to be sure, but not necessarily Communist. In fact, Moscow, pursuing its objectives in Latin America with trade and aid, often finds the radical terrorists a hindrance. In Brazil, several factions are known to be operating, united only by their desire to overthrow...