Word: dead
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Brown appears-reluctantly, it often seems-as an American sailor in Bombay trying to track down the man who murdered his shipmate by cutting him into "Christmas ribbons." When the bad guy's "holy assassins" rough Kenner up and leave him for dead, he is helped out by a quaint little street urchin (Ricky Cordell) and his humanistic Mom (Madlyn Rhue). After a couple of weeks of tender care from Junior and loving from Mom, Kenner is ready to resume his mission. All that talk around the house about karma and reincarnation, however, has cramped his vindictive style. From...
...faith. It may turn out to be only senescent romanticism. But we cannot envision that future. For the moment we might breathe and touch the things of our poor, sweaty, nervous present and consider that even a living illusion can be more valuable than a dead reality. The generic challenge to dullness is not an irritation but a moral obligation, not heroism but perhaps a duty of every life of any quality. To claim that the avant-garde as well as the musical art is irrelevant is to suffer from precisely the coldness which they seek to temper...
...incident, photographed by Stan Forman of the Record American, occurred when the striker tried to stop the freshman from removing the crosses planted in the Yard to symbolize the Vietnam dead...
...feeling of no--a constriction, a checking of one's motives to see if they can be crushed into finer powder--the acceptance of the final negative -- Transplant says that when you don't have any more excuses for yourself, you're dead, that's why even rich addicts lie and steal. No. No. Each and every argument for anything at all ends with the final no. Death. NO. No. Everything is no: no love, no hate, no energy, no sense, no time, no space, no place, no people, no you; even yes is no: yes to the needle...
Billy said, "Did you dig that? That's right. That's what always happens, man." His eyes were swollen and red. "Someone is gonna kill me, and it's gonna be me." The dead pulse of the blues rolled in and out of the room, but Billy boy was already coming back from six hours of nothing into the world where people fight, choose up sides, care, act inexplicably. When you love the world you hate, and must punish yourself for it, there's always the smack train, gets you there in no time, no space, nothing...