Word: foxhunts
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...admit I had very specific expectations before move-in day. Those restless August nights gave way to fever dreams. A tweed-clad throng led the class of 2010 on an inaugural foxhunt through the Old Yard. I developed a close relationship with Harvey C. Mansfield ’53, the manly Kenan Jr. Professor of Government with a heart of gold. We ate at a candlelit table; Plummer Professor of Christian Morals Peter J. Gomes made clear which fork was for which dish...
...after following Middle East affairs for more than 20 years, because my abhorrence of Saddam Hussein's brutal regime far exceeded any disquiet I felt about the plotting of the Bush Administration's neoconservatives. Maybe we liberals need to "blink" less and reflect more. David Smith Bournemouth, England The Foxhunting Ban In Verbatim, you quoted Nick Onslow, spokesman for the East Kent Hunt, about the last legal foxhunt before Britain's ban on hunting with dogs took effect [Feb. 28]. Onslow said, "It's a very emotional day. There are people who are in distress, but underlying that is anger...
...ladies in waiting attend the Queen, they are addressed from the rear by fornicating lackey-lovers. When Mary calls for her dogs, a bevy of stuffed canines are propped up before her. She chooses to disremember that she once had a hound killed for losing the scent in a foxhunt. Like unskilled pickpockets, her attendants try to plunder her last remaining jewelry. A marvelously comic doctor-apothecary team (John Bottom and Ron Faber) get the Queen deliriously squiffed on drugs before she attains her final serenely regal composure...
...Atlanta, one of the newest, swingingest hotpots is Penrod's, a lushly decorated, laid-back "environment." There are also The Foxhunt and The Casbah. For the older, squarer set, there is Burl's Joint, the focal point of a new restaurant opened in May by Burt Reynolds. Inside the huge Omni Hotel complex, Burt's is designed like a Hollywood sound stage, with sets from Show Boat, the trolley from A Streetcar Named Desire and endless blowups of the owner's favorite actor. The sound is radio-oriented, with Sinatra...
...suggest that someone roundup a pack of these utterly inhuman creatures who foxhunt by snowmobile, set them loose in unfavorable terrain, and pursue them with a snowmobile, or whatever, until they drop from exhaustion and die. And let them rot where they fall. Such living carrion are not worth burying...