Word: fainting
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Sensibility" is the word of faint praise that customarily damns women novelists. Yes, they do manage their little nuances so well-those pale violet insights into rather unimportant feelings. Nice sense of humor, too-this side of real bite, though. Still, no man can match them at describing parties-if that's what one really wants in a story. Will women writers, in other words, ever live down one of the world's most overanthologized short stories, Katherine Mansfield's The Garden Party! Sensibility incarnate...
...Japanese call the foul brown sludge hedoro, combining the words for "vomit" and "muck." Like an indisposed pagan god, the port bottom belches huge bubbles of methane gas and alkaloid matter to the surface. In July, the hydrosulfide stench caused workers aboard a dredger to faint. Naked fishermen diving for abalone near by broke out in a mysterious rash attributed to the tainted water. As a result, Fuji's problems seized Japan's headlines...
...music transcended the color line and why postwar youth-through its excessive leisure time and readiness to flaunt opposition to the adult world-was eager to accept the rough, driving new sound. Written originally as an M.A. thesis, The Sound of the City sometimes gives off a faint odor of scholarly stuffiness. It is startling to see early greats like Chuck Berry, Fats Domino and Bo Diddley referred to, in the best tradition of academic criticism, by their surnames. Saying Domino without Fats or Diddley without Bo just seems wrong, somehow...
...cold as the belly of a trout," he wrote in Out of My League. "It was a disclosure which sent the voice spinning off in a cracker-Cassandra's wail of doom. 'Mah God!' it cried out, 'y'all gonna faint out heah. Lawd Almahty! Y'gonna faint...
...recalls. "That's when people were peddling apples and breadlines were forming. But on the whole, don't forget, the highest unemployment was less than 20%." A Chicago M.D. with many patients among laboring men remembers things differently. "People starved on the street. Every day somebody would faint on a streetcar. I remember an ominous march down Michigan Avenue one day. It was about '34. A very silent, scraggly march of the unemployed. Nobody said anything. Just a mass of people flowing down that street. In their minds, I think a point was reached...