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...increasing size and bulk. To hear him tell his adventures, he is a biblical avenger with a charmed life. Armed punks beg for mercy after a dose of his righteous fists. During World War II, he cold-cocks a Navy boxing champion with one punch. Japanese machine-gun bullets buzz between his legs as comrades fall around him. Nearly 15 years later, Muller's luck even holds when he stops a thief's bullet with his skull...
...hard crust of skepticism has formed on the imaginations of Wall Street analysts since the days when mere mention of "uranium," "transistor" or other buzz words could send a stock's price skyward. A new term, however, is having that effect today: soft contact lenses. Within six weeks after officers of Bausch & Lomb, a 118-year-old optical manufacturer, enunciated the words in March, their stock had nearly doubled. Competitors have said that they will market a soft contact lens, too, with similarly salutary results...
...infuriating customers and successive U.S. Presidents. Today the steel industry is a troubled giant, no longer smugly certain of its stellar role. Its management has lagged in adapting new technology to help curb flyaway costs and prices. Competitors from abroad and from other industries, including plastics and aluminum, are buzz-sawing into its markets...
...remedy the situation, Haydon and Sandhu propose the use of toys to lure handicapped children into more normal activity. The "talking" carpet helps blind children to turn outside themselves for stimulation. So does the "buzz bubble," a plastic dome covered with electrodes that produce, on touch, sounds ranging from a low hum to a high whistle. The blind are also psychologically stimulated by the "tactile board," actually a big box with 35 compartments behind sliding doors that are finished in textured materials-sticks, beads, sandpaper, glass and felt. Tucking things away in the cubbyholes, blind children experience the thrill...
...come to expect a climax in the things we view, and usually a happy one. We are indignant if Superman allows Lois Lane to be undone by a buzz-saw, or if the U.S. Calvary and Rin Tin Tin don't beat the shit out of the Indians. So one's sense of propriety was jarred this weekend when Cooney Weiland's illustrious hockey career ended not with Harvard's first NCAA championship, but with an unbelievable 6-5 loss to Minnesota, and then a 1-0 defeat the next afternoon. Where was God, or Cecil DeMille for that matter...