Word: butts
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...defect of that virtue surfaces at the fulcrum of the play, which is the vast raging storm on the heath. The lashing rain seems incongruous in such an icy climate, and no one's thoughts should be remotely physical at that moment. Shakespeare has carried us to the butt end of existence, as close to an annihilating image of nothingness as drama has ever achieved. One ought, at that moment, to be in awed metaphysical contemplation of man's terrible fate...
...held the Giants to four hits during the first seven innings. Then in the eighth, with two outs, two men on and the score tied 1-1, Pirate Pitching Coach Don Osborn strolled to the mound to give Johnson some sage advice: "Get this guy out." "Get your butt back on the bench, and I will," came the reply...
...theater is shutting down; Sam, its owner, has died-almost because there is nothing else to do. On the final bill is Red River, the definitive John Wayne Texas epic. Outside, the real Texas waits in the dark, choked with weeds and dust, cramped in spirit and dimension, the butt end of the Old West...
...portray blacks, the white working class is still on the outside looking in. Daddy always goes to the office, never the factory. Books and magazines similarly lack working class references. What few references exist are usually derogatory. ("Greasers" are Neanderthals and "dumb Polacks" have replaced "coons" as the butt of jokes). An uninitiated observer would think that the American people are either suburban white professionals or inner-city blacks...
...five he discovered music. The town's most famous honky-tonk dance place, Funky Butt Hall, used to send its band-including Cornettist Buddy Bolden, Trumpeters Bunk Johnson and Joe ("King") Oliver-out on the street to drum up business. Armstrong hung around to listen. By the time he was twelve, he was strolling through the Storyville red-light district singing tenor in a boys' quartet. Taunted one day by a neighborhood tough, he swiped a revolver and charged down Rampart Street, firing shots into the air. He was caught and shipped off to the Colored Waifs...