Word: dog
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...incidents abound, lively as rab bits, in Fetishism: Pets and Their People in the Western World (Holt, Rinehart & Winston; $5.95). Author Kath leen Szasz tells of the great Dane that came to its owner's wedding in top hat and, of course, tails; of the New York City dog whose owner listed him in the phone book, "in case his friends want ed to telephone him"; of the pair of Saint Bernards that follow their master everywhere - in their own chauffeured station wagon. But there is little glee in the telling. Author Szasz, 56, a Hungarian-born translator...
...their failings by smothering their pets with love that would drive any person away. Other animal nuts are merely attempting to buy love. For still others, she quotes Sidney Jourard, a professor of psychology at the University of Florida, who suspects that in an uptight society, "the dog patter, the cat stroker, is seeking the contact that is conspicuously lacking in his adult life." "Homoneuroticus," says Mrs. Szasz, "de-animalizes his pets in exactly the same way he de-humanizes himself...
What does Mrs. Szasz propose to do? She repeats an ancient plea that man should love his fellow men first, then animals. Viewed properly, they can teach him some valuable lessons. She tells of the father who found his four-year-old son whipping his puppy dog with a belt and shouting, "I'll make a man of you yet, you sniveling little bastard." The father, notes Mrs. Szasz, quickly modified his educational methods...
...hate achievers, the yapping feist pack that tries to drown out truth, those who dislike Jews, Negroes, Catholics, liberals." He won a Pulitzer Prize for a 1958 editorial that deplored the bombings of an Atlanta synagogue and a newly integrated Tennessee high school as the work of "rabid, mad-dog minds" and warned: "When the wolves of hate are loosed on one people, then no one is safe." Yet McGill could also write warmly of "the acrid, nostalgic smell of wood burning beneath the weekly washday pots; the pine-and-oak smoke from chimneys of farmhouses fighting with the smell...
...seven lucky men. While this raffle is meant as a cute gimmick to raise money for East House it reflects the reality of male-female relations in the Harvard "community" and in society at large. Is this our functional value--to be merely another raffle item--like a puppy dog or a television set? Or, for that matter, is it the role of men to purchase women as they would any other commodity...