Word: fueled
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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There may be no outright fuel shortages this winter. Since April the Administration has been pressing petroleum companies to build up stocks, and now they have stored 217 million bbl., vs. 207 million bbl. at this time last year. As a result, Energy Secretary Charles Duncan last week said that the Government will stop its three-month-old program of paying $5-per-bbl. subsidies for imports of foreign heating oil refined in the Caribbean. This was an ill-conceived scheme that enraged Europeans, who charged that Washington was forcing up the price of heating fuel worldwide...
Freezing prices would only create shortages for everyone, because demand for the fuel would once again surge and the Government would wind up having to allocate supplies, just as with gasoline last summer. Washington would be wiser to quit looking for scapegoats and start enacting production-boosting programs that will bring more fuel of all sorts-solar, hydroelectric, synthetic and nuclear-to market, and at an affordable cost...
...different." The Federal Housing Administration loan guarantees are "different." The agricultural subsidies on tobacco are "different." Everything is "different." Where were the free enterprisers in '67 with the Highway Safety Act, in '70 with the Clean Air Act and in '75 with the Fuel Conservation Act? Those laws have us so regulated that a while ago, when GM put out a price rise of $244, $186 of it was ascribed to Government mandates...
LuPone is incendiary as Eva, but she seems to burn with the borrowed fuel of the legend rather than internal charismatic combustion. As Perón, Gunton subtly alternates the wariness of a man walking through a political minefield with the sweaty lust for power engendered by his pint-size Lady Macbeth...
...takes a major writer to commit a major blunder. What Barth publishes matters, in capital Letters, and this novel will fuel brush fires in academic journals and little quarterlies for years to come. Considerations will be reconsidered, opinions re-opined. At this moment though, Barth looks like a magician who has described too fully the trip wires up his sleeve or the spare tiger dozing fitfully in a box just offstage. As he talks on and on, piling analysis upon explanation, the audience slowly files out. If Joyce's Ulysses was the milestone of modernism, Barth's Letters...