Word: excrementalism
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...seemingly hopeless cases can benefit from professional attention. The girls spend their days sitting, standing or lying in a large, marble-floored room that resembles Sar tre's vision of hell. Bare and highceilinged, its walls covered with flaking green paint, the room is redolent of sweat, urine, excrement-and despair. Many of the patients are incontinent; the few attendants are kept busy changing them or putting clothes back on those who keep tearing them off. There is no time left to carry out rehabilitation programs. "It just kills me," says one attendant. "We're so busy that...
...learn from them-if you want to." I wanted to. I read Wilhelm Stekel, who authored my favorite vaudeville bill, Wandering Mania, Dipsomania, Pyromania and Other Allied Impulsive Acts. And I read George Orwell, who let me know that I was not the first adolescent to be obsessed with excrement (he compared his Pencey to a "tightrope over a cesspool"). I read Albert Camus' Notebooks and stumbled on a paragraph that illumined, I think, the Salinger myth: "I withdrew from the world not because I had enemies, but because I had friends. Not because they...
...Elizabeth and Jack demanding a re-trial. But it was soon escalated out of hand by the prison authorities. I was first threatned with and then put into solitary confinement for punishment on bread and water. The cell contained nothing but a wooden stool and a bucket for excrement. At night time the stool could be exchanged for straw mattresses (this was the "de-luxe" cell). I refused to eat the bread and the prison authorities escalated it all the way--no water! I went two days and two nights without touching a drop of water or any food...
...separate offense. There is urgent reason for speedy enactment. In the 15 months it took to draft the House bill, New York Representative John M. Murphy has reminded his colleagues that the nation's tidal lands have soaked up 62 million additional tons of industrial wastes and human excrement and materials dredged up from rivers and harbors...
...inspiring," said Charles S. Wood, chief of Massachusetts' bureau of insect control, when he heard millions of bugs chomping through the Cape Cod woods. "It sounds like a gentle rain in summer." Besides the chewing, naturalists say, the noise is partly the ceaseless drizzle of moth excrement and partly the rustle of falling, half-eaten leaves...