Word: gins
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Since most users agree that the stuff is vile-tasting ("It's glubby," said a Dallas dieter, "absolutely nauseating"), many mix it with gin, rum or bourbon. Some freeze it and eat it like sherbet. A Washington lovelorn columnist advised the wife of an alcoholic to spike her husband's gin with Metrecal. One happy user of a similar supplement is Dallas' Specialty Store (Nieman-Marcus) Tycoon Stanley Marcus. "I've lost 15 pounds," says he, "several times." Marcus' specialty is "a kind of Spanish gazpacho soup." He mixes the dieting powder with cucumbers, tomato...
...first novel, written at 60. Years have passed, and less corruptible missionaries have done their work in Samolo.* The natives now dine on the tourists' bounty, not on the tourists. In fact, the place has become so civilized that it possesses a Royal Governor, a fairly intricate gin-drinking plantocracy, and is an important enough bastion of empire to occasion a visit by Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip...
...effect, it is the poetical twin to Finnegans Wake. In sections laden with socio-economic bafflegab, multilingual word play and telegraphic truncations of meaning, the Cantos might as well be Finnegans Wake as far as most readers are concerned. But many of these poems are as water-clear as gin, and just as powerful. The Pisan Cantos, in which humility is cloaked in a language of Biblical authority, are already recognized as modern masterworks...
Despite the fact that Richards works so closely with his players, none would ever slap him on the back, and few call him anything but "Mr. Richards." Murtaugh may drop into the locker room for a few hands of bridge or gin with his Pirates, but Richards prefers to remain socially aloof from his Orioles: "It's more fun for the players when I'm not there while they're relaxing." As a firm but fair taskmaster, Richards has earned the solid respect of the Orioles, veteran and rookie alike...
Unfortunately, this gives Wink time for some rueful reflections. After all, he remembers the New England hurricane of 1938, before Gin was two. He remembers Benny Goodman, and he cannot forget Freud and girls who marry father surrogates. Then there is Gin's mother. As a penthouse-mistress of the theater and TV set with a not-so-secret yen for Wink, she resents a marriage that will blight the promise of adultery. What with mother and some complicated skulduggery back at the NBS network, it sometimes seems that the rice will never fly, but it does...