Word: cots
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...still has the U.S. Supreme Court to appeal his case to, but is not enjoying his new American domicile. Languishing in an 8-ft. by 12-ft. cell with only an iron cot and no chair, Pérez Jiménez complained: "This is in violation of the traditional humanitarian right of political asylum. I'm treated worse than a common criminal-even the lowest of criminals are freed under bond in this country." He might find it worse at home, although Latin American governments have a tradition of not being too hard on their predecessors in office...
...wretchedest slum quarter of Partinico. a pinched little town near Palermo, a man lay starving last week. Friends dropped in to ask "Come va oggi [How are you today]?'' and the man would answer, smiling. "Bene, benissimo.' Over his cot a poster proclaimed: "The Dam Means Wealth, the Dam Means Progress, the Dam Means Confidence...
Grinning Wryly. "It's a matter of mood with me," Reese says. "Sometimes I'll work right through the night in my cell." When he works all night, Reese sits Buddha-fashion on his cot and draws by the light that shines-in through the bars from the guards' catwalk. In the language of self-study prisoners soon learn, Reese explains himself: "This is a catharsis for me in a sense. I was a little rough at first, but now I've toned down a little...
...Miami Beach's Roney Plaza, overflow customers were checked into beachside cabanas. Said the Roney Plaza's general manager, Jack Mitchell: "The nearest toilets are halfway down the promenade, so we've equipped each cabana with other arrangements. We're calling it 'The Cot 'n Pot Club.'" The Fontainebleau was embarrassedly forced to house Peace Corpsman Sargent Shriver in a cabana beside the huge pool. Other Fontainebleau guests were roughing it aboard a fleet of yachts and houseboats tethered in nearby Indian Creek...
Elsa's British publisher visited the camp and awoke one morning to find himself pinned to his cot by the lioness, who nibbled affectionately at his face. Den Mother Adamson was severe: "I gave her such a beating that she sulkily left the tent." By this time the reader has become as fond as the author of this literary lion, and it is a sad thing to read, on the last page, that there will be no more books about Elsa. She died of a blood disease early this year (TIME...