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...markets where farmers are permitted to sell privately the produce cultivated on their own plots. The contrast to the state-run stores was striking. The counters of the market stalls were covered with crisp apples, firm tomatoes, leafy lettuce, crunchy carrots, and of course, mounds of mushrooms. Just a dab of capitalist incentive in a socialist economy...
...guarding the bronze. The two soldiers stand, staring each other into trances, polished bayonets and helmets gleaming in the midday sun. Their faces are covered with sweat. A civilian strides up to the soldiers from the crowd and pulls a wet washcloth from his pocket. He begins to dab the faces of the two men, methodically. They do not move, speak, blink, but they allow him to shift their chin straps slightly to wipe their lips. He asks them repeatedly if they are comfortable, and though they do not reply, he seems satisfied that they are. The crowd smiles...
Squalid politics," fumed Republican Senator John Tower of Texas. G.O.P. National Chairman Bill Brock sniffed that Jimmy Carter "has a lot of nerve even showing up in this city." But there he was smack-dab and unrepentant in Detroit, the capital of an auto industry that has been forced to lay off one-third of its workers. While the Republicans were getting ready to throw their big bash and coronation, Carter swept through town en route to Japan and illustrated the power of a President to steal headlines from his opponents by acting on problems they can only denounce...
...Jesus and the Jerks shared a common aesthetic. They shrieked while the punks merely chastised. They ripped their emotional guts up for the chance to play for the punky-elitist crowds. They derived their manifestos primarily from the world of visual art: take a dib of dada and a dab of '60s self-destruction and you have no wave...
...What interests me about you," Freud is said to have told Dali, "is not your unconscious mind, but your conscious." He was right; not only did the pores of Dab' 's invention stop oozing about 40 years ago, but the repetition of his stock in trade (the nudes with drawers and lip sofas, burning giraffes and lanky, deliquescent women, the double-image paintings of landscape becoming figure in the manner of 16th century puzzle pictures) be came a bore. Of his latest work, with its grand claims to incarnate everything from the secrets of the DNA molecule...