Word: good
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...next Call comes. But the doubt is as momentary as the cold: when the victorious smudgers make their 9 a.m. appearance at school, strutting through the halls in their combat clothes and bragging to everyone that they're going home to bed, they know they've found one good way to teen-age heroism...
...revolution, I am in part registering my conviction that the freedom of black people, workers, students, and the peoples of the third world will not be achieved separately. And if they are achieved through a common struggle against common enemies, than that, for me, would be a fairly good working definition of a revolution. Let me add, that I have no doctrinaire view of history which guarantees my success or anyone else's, and neither did Marx, nor Lenin, or Mao. If we fail, we fail, and who is to say that our tragedy will be more debasing than...
...believe me, he took along a lunch!" Backgrounds add depth to situations-"Whiteman," the stereotypical businessman, walks down a street that has a traffic sign reading "Keep a tight asshole"; a frontier sheriff, who looks amazingly like LBJ, carries a bomb labelled "H-Bomb" and "Approved by Good Housekeeping...
...Call usually comes at about midnight, when the orange growers and their Mexican foremen finally stop hoping and realize they have to light the pots. The growers, of course, hate to call out the smudge crew; one good night of burning pots can cost many thousands of dollars for oil and labor. But when it comes down to a choice of letting the whole grove turn into sawdust-sacks or calling out the crews, the growers send out The Call...
...barn. But most smudgers face the night without the car and have to work on the tricky problem of how to work on the tricky problem of how to sleep on frozen ground without being burned alive by a smudgepot or killed by the cold air. There's no good solution. In the end, the smudgers grumble and form semicircles around a safe-looking pot, slowly turning themselves every few minutes so that each side of the body gets evenly baked by the pot and frozen by the ground...