Word: cots
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...months he was locked in a windowless cell on the Dallas County Jail's Corridor 6-M. A "suicide watch" jailer looked in on him round the clock; a single naked light bulb glared endlessly over his cot. He could not tell night from day. He devoured all the newspapers he could get, eagerly sifting every line of print to find his name. He did crossword puzzles and browsed through dozens of books (Perry Mason mysteries, sexy novels, the Warren Report, an abstruse volume of erotica titled Virginity-Pre-Nuptial Rites and Rituals). He played gin rummy indefatigably with...
...white knight of black Africa is the "Omo man," who wanders from vil lage to village. Dressed in candent cot tons, he passes out sample boxes of Omo detergent, a fast-bubbling profit maker turned out by Unilever, the Anglo-Dutch combine that is the world's sixth biggest company. People grab up the giveaways, not only because each box top can be redeemed for ten more samples at the local Unilever-owned store, but also because the Omo man is plugged by radio ads that suggest he possesses supernatural powers. Say the commercials: "As a snail dies...
...Extra Cot. For the poor and pious Singer family, home stood at the head of a stinking, garbage-strewn Warsaw slum stairway. There Isaac Bashevis' red-bearded rabbi father (who chastely refused to look a woman in the face and could not, insists Author Singer, recognize his own wife) learnedly ruled his roost. He also ruled his rabbinical court, the Beth Din, an institution that dated from the days of Moses and was a blend of synagogue, law court and psychoanalyst's consulting room for the superstitious, the bereaved and the troubled. For Isaac Bashevis, it exemplified...
...merry swain, who laugh'd among the vales, And with your gay pipe made the mountains ring, Why leave your cot, your woods and thymy gales, And friends belov'd, for aught that wealth can bring...
...combat; once, he installed himself in a haystack on the battlefield so that listeners could hear the crackle of gunfire. For 20 days during the Munich crisis in 1938, he scarcely budged from his CBS studio in New York, where he subsisted on onion soup and slept on a cot. He provided running translations of the speeches of Hitler and Mussolini as they came over short wave and analyzed them on the spot. He saw the significance of Munich and warned his audiences accordingly: "Hitler always says after each of his conquests, 'Now, no more. All is well...