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Word: cotton (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...happened, was socialism-the new faith at the turn of this century of the English Disestablishment. "A sort of agnosticism sweetened by hymns," as Muggeridge puts it, adding that there is more "Methodism than Marxism" in the British Labor Party. This chapel heritage enables him to update Calvin, Knox, Cotton Mather, Praise-God Barebone, and all scourgers of the flesh since St. Paul. Anglican bishops, priests and politicians of every stripe feel his lash, as well as all persons seeking happiness by sun, the Pill, pot, sex or Playboy. Sacred cows of all sorts from Winston Churchill to Eleanor Roosevelt...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Man Bites God | 9/26/1969 | See Source »

...pretty bare except for the door that led onto the ward, an old Gauguin print, and halfway down the length of the ward, the TV. I glanced up and down the long narrow room and noticed a few middle-aged men, either skinny or fat in cheap untucked cotton shirts and chinos. Mostly they were sitting in couches or chairs and sleeping or staring at the TV. I took a seat...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Three Days in a Mental Hospital | 9/25/1969 | See Source »

...this deadness and withdrawal, this feeling of being insulated from everything in bales and bales of thick cotton is comforting. Things are so ordered and stable and predictable. And the movement of the hospital machinery, the getting up and the going to bed, the meals and the TV are as vast and certain and ineffable as the rising of the sun or snow in winter. It's comforting; one is protected against feelings. Sometimes the insulation grows so thick that not even sound or light or touch gets through. It's almost cozy...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Three Days in a Mental Hospital | 9/25/1969 | See Source »

...that I was to resume my life. At breakfast though I actually felt the premonition of nostalgia for the egg yolks swimming in water and the coffee that tasted like tea and the nurses standing sternly with crossed arms under the pillars and my fellow patients dressed in cheap cotton with a half a set of teeth each. And back in O-2 I began expectantly thinking about what it would be like to have lan walk onto the ward and say let's go and as easy as that leave this enormous machine that endlessly cranks out thick swatches...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Three Days in a Mental Hospital | 9/25/1969 | See Source »

Admissions officials begin to squirm when the word "quota" turns up in conversation. "The only quota is the quota of common sense," says Cotton. Doermann doesn't think the docket system imposes any quota at all, "but I can see why someone wouldn't believe...

Author: By Joel R. Kramer, | Title: Admissions: 'Personal' Rating Is Crucial | 9/18/1969 | See Source »

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