Word: deeps
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Democratic Party establishment." Though she complains that she is "fed up" with both Republicans and Democrats, Yard has toned down NOW's third-party talk, insisting that all she has done is set up a commission to study the idea, a frequent inside-the-Beltway prelude to deep-sixing...
...clear that more democracy in Mexico does not mean a Mexico moving to the right but a Mexico moving to the left. There is a deep nationalism and a sense of social justice among Mexican people that Cardenas has identified with in a very mystical and mysterious way. He has become a symbol in a nation that has the most flagrant inequalities and injustices of any nation in Latin America, if not in the entire Third World. We are not the poorest country, but we are the most unequal. Cardenas has become a symbol of the desire for equality...
...countrymen, Takako Doi is clearly different, even at first sight. At 5 ft. 6 in., she is tall for a Japanese woman. When she speaks, people hear a great deep rumble with just a hint of grit. In a land where unmarried women are considered somehow incomplete, Doi remains steadfastly single. But the leader of the Japan Socialist Party has used her difference to advantage. Says Shinobu Tabata, her mentor at Doshisha law school in Kyoto: "She was big, loud and pushy to start with. I knew from the first day she came into my office that she would make...
...become world-class bores. Solitude becomes an end in itself. Spouses bristle at the suggestion that family vacations should consist of two weeks at some bug-infested fishing camp in Forsaken, Mont. Dinner-party invitations trail off as conversation seems to center on the pleasures of fishing nymphs in deep riffles or the relative merits of bamboo and graphite fly rods. Children growl at the proposal that the backyard pool be returned to nature and converted to a trout pond...
...fisherman is lucky, the passion becomes manageable, second nature, like tying knots in the dark or reading a deep green pool by an undercut bank and knowing where the trout are holding and which fly to use. But having gone through the novitiate, fly-fishermen are never the same again. They scan rivers and lakes, seeing water but imagining the life underneath. They concentrate for hours, zenlike, watching thunderheads build and billow above, gazing at streams running over moss-covered rocks, searching for the sight of a trout, that near perfect fish, as it fins and darts, drifts and feeds...