Word: fallen
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...second try, the anxious assassins pulled too soon-before the noose had fallen completely over Resnick's head. The rope caught the bridge of his nose, ripping the skin. Resnick pulled it down across his throat, and as the killers pulled once more, he emitted a short gasp. For more than three minutes, the young men heaved like draft horses before finally relaxing their grip on the rope. Resnick's body slumped face-down on the sand. Jackie Spurlock, 29, quickly removed two rings from the dead man's fingers, methodically went through his pockets. The haul...
Fort Knox last week bore an uncomfortable resemblance to a besieged stockade on the plains of the Old West. The fort was under attack not by redskins but by sharp-eyed and pin-striped foreign bankers. In the past fortnight, U.S. gold reserves have fallen by $80 million, now stand at a 23-year low of $16.7 billion. This is $2 billion less than total short-term foreign claims against the dollar. While U.S. officials rightly insist that foreigners will scarcely call all their claims at once, the fact that U.S. gold reserves could theoretically be wiped out on call...
...Fallen, Arch. Deftly and with good humor, the author describes four representative adventures; they show "Isherwood" through the years discarding one pose after another, like a man trying on dressing gowns. At 23, the hero is a rather insensitive Sensitive Young Author. Invited to visit a "cousin" named Lancaster who is a shipping executive in Hamburg, the young man has a perfectly hideous time. His notion of himself as Jack the Philistine Killer falls comically to pieces when he finds himself fascinated by Lancaster's boundless, vulgar energy...
Five years later, another adventure: the hero is roosting in a colony of homosexuals on a Greek island, posing as the archest of fallen angels. Under the erratic leadership of Ambrose, a bogus decadent out of Dorian Gray, he takes up a life of wine sipping, and feebly attempts a diary. Eventually Isherwood decides that chaos is not his cup of tea. Later, safe in England, he muses, "I didn't belong on his island. But now I know I don't belong here, either." Lugubriously he adds, "Or anywhere." The reader is tempted to interject that...
Piel first raises the serious matter of general scientific ignorance. People have learned to accept science as a source of endless improvement, material comfort, and abundance, yet most the exact workings of science are mysterious. "Ironically, science itself seems to have fallen heir to much of what remains of the frightened awe formerly accorded to the outer darkness...