Word: flesh
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...order to flesh out the graphics exhibit, the Busch has pulled a few favorite Bauhaus works from its own collection. Klee and Feininger paintings, 1920-23, and Bauhaus crafts. The crafts, like the graphics, are a wide-spread sampling alongside yet another influence of the Bauhaus, art nouveau crafts. The resulting conglomeration is fascinating but confusing...
Modern Presidents are inundated with not only possible but impossible tasks; they are asked to cure, for every individual and the human race in general, all the ills that flesh is heir to. Being considered universal problem-solvers, they have become universal scapegoats. Their voices may sound across the nation and the world, but what they put forward will not impress a listener who feels that the speaker has failed to straighten out, as he should have done, the listener's own particular problems...
...wade through some 600 pages of this book to grasp what it is saying: that the United States maintains its "allies" through massive bribery, extortion and assassination; that shorn of its exotic mythology, spying is a disgusting business, that the CIA is responsible for murdering hundreds of thousands of flesh and blood human beings whose only crime was to seek independence from the United States...
...seamless interstate zipper did plunge to the American root. That what-ever-it-is that winked from under hooded flaps of hot-rolled steel and pierced numb-screaming into the pitch of the flesh-ringed blackness; that fired in ringing engines and hung grey-eyed in their dribbling wake. For a day and a half, Fred and I raced through the tidal hours in his bronze-bodied van, but the American whatever stayed with us always. Caught in its plastic envelope like marbles in a dime-store package, we pressed never-ward with eight cylinders and 287 horsepower, spinning down...
...matted, the hair on the skull sticks out like a crown's wig. Twisted slightly down and to the right, the head leers out before us as we drive back to West, blowing long streamers of iridescent bubbles into the Big Sky Country, our windshield catching chunks of rotting flesh and hair...