Word: fatefulness
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...about our wide ranging possibilities, but had not foreseen the fact that we might be paralyzed by them. With the experts of the world waiting expectantly for glorious achievements, how could we possibly disappoint them? And so we struggled forward, constantly shifting our choices, searching in vain for a fate that might be worthy...
...anyone knows, Jim Curry might just pop up again next fall on national television wearing a Miami Dolphins uniform. He's probably got the talent, and if this season of strange twists of fate is to serve as an indicator of things to come, why not? Anything's possible, as we learned last week...
...attempt to forestall federal efforts to integrate the South, whites used to argue that they "understood" blacks better than Northerners did. That rationalization was partly true because the fate of blacks and whites has been entwined since the start of slavery. Even when they were most at odds, they often lived in close proximity and fraternized casually. Once the barriers of segregation came down, it became apparent that whites and blacks had more in common in the South than they did in the North. "There was an understanding between the two peoples," says Terry Sanford, president of Duke University. "Human...
...book, Bonaparte, on his way to prison, Finds His Father and Recognizes Him--as every Irish hero since Telemachus and Daedalus has done. O'Coonassa has no trouble; he recognizes his father by his poverty, his fate (he is leaving the prison) and his name-Jams O'Donnell. But The Poor Mouth is as much pretence as plaint. In Gaelic putting on the poor mouth means complaining (according to the dictionary) and feigning suffering to get the advantage in a deal. O'Nolan's humour is as elusive and many-faceted as his name, but The Poor Mouth hides...
...LEGACY OF MAO AND CHOU ENLAI. Loyal parents who sacrificed so much for the nation/ Never feared the ultimate fate/ Now that our country has become red/ Who will be its guardian? Our mission, unfinished/ May take a thousand years. The struggle tires us, and our hair is gray/ You and I, old friends, can we just watch our efforts be washed away? (Last poem...