Word: fats
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...year, Japan's per capita income still ranks only 19th, just ahead of Italy's and far behind the U.S.'s $4,600. But that gap is closing fast as Japanese workers begin to make up for past sacrifices with fat pay increases. "It would not be surprising," says the Hudson Institute's Herman Kahn, "if the 21st century turned out to be the Japanese century...
...order to succeed, Alinsky believes, a community organization must confront or conjure up an enemy of impressive stature. In the early '60s, he was having trouble organizing the Woodlawn neighborhood of Chicago until the University of Chicago presented itself as a fat target. Planning to tear down part of Woodlawn to make room for an expansion program, the university committed the tactical error of attacking Alinsky as a provocateur. That convinced the suspicious Woodlawn blacks that Alinsky was on their side. When he started organizing the Negro ghetto in Rochester in 1965, Alinsky found another suitable opponent...
...waistlines keep expanding, so too do beauty resorts-the places that thin people like to call fat farms. Once the exclusive retreats of aging women seeking youth in a steam box, these all-purpose spas are now catering to a new clientele: the flabby, frazzled American male. Associate Editor Ray Kennedy, 5 ft. 10 in., 185 Ibs., recently took the cure at La Costa, near San Diego, Calif. His report on one of the U.S.'s newest and most lavish spas...
...occupied about half of Tremont Street, and were massed in diagonal lines. There was a lot of ?aunting and spitting, but I didn't see anyone at that point actually assault a cop. But people were getting really worked up, swearing pigs-eat-shit over and over at those fat somehow-unreacting faces. One cop near me kept muttering "Keep it up, you're gonna get it"-incredibly much like Sidney Greenstreet's thug sidekick Wilmer said to Humphrey Bogart in The Maltese Falcon...
...Cetrulo, he of the mighty sabre off the bench to poke and (??) a poor Trinity (??) touches to one, whereupon Keller, resembling a surgeon who didn't very much like his patient, cut up a victim five to zip. Thus inspired. Harvard's lesser lights finally quit puffing like fat men chasing a bus and got a little more art in their lunges...