Word: feels
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...while the Soviets thus far have set up only a primitive ABM defense in the Moscow region, the U.S. may encourage the U.S.S.R. to develop vastly more effective offensive weapons-such as MIRVs, Multiple Independently Targetable Re-entry Vehicles-to overcome the U.S. ABM defense. The Soviets may also feel compelled to deploy a more sophisticated ABM system themselves. The U.S. has already tested MIRVs of its own, although they will not be operational for several years. If the cycle of ABM-MIRV goes on unabated, both nations will be tempted to spend great sums of money that will...
...Thing. The present leaders, many of them middle-aged or older, believe that they can retain the group's established ways and still keep it vital and strong. They feel no need to apologize. WE'RE DOIN' OUR THING, said the orange-and-black buttons worn by many of the 2,000 delegates. To A.M.E. Zion Bishop Stephen Spottswood, 72, N.A.A.C.P. board chairman, "our thing" meant the full sweep of Negro-American progress in this century. "What has been achieved, we have achieved it," he declared. "What remains to be done, we shall...
...only six square miles. Traditions are forgotten, and the only important tie with the past is the Supai language Yuman, now adulterated with American idiom. Young Havasupai who attend Government boarding schools return to the reservation confused about their place in the world. They feel inferior both to the white man and to fellow Indians from larger, more advanced tribes...
...feel that neither of the above views is T. or F., submit your own statement. Whatever you believe, your response will indicate whether you are right, half-right, righteous, left or left...
...well as a blonde wig, picked up twigs and leaves on forays into the countryside. The landscape is painted, but the waterfall was created by a play of lights. "He wanted to make a direct statement without words," recalls Duchamp's widow. "Something you look at and just feel." The museum permits no photographs; the implications and the richness of innuendo must rest solely in the mind. What has one really seen? Is this a celebration of sex? Art? Life? Is eros, like beauty, in the eye of the beholder? And what of that strange sense of flesh, poignant...